God Keeps a Diary

On a mellow, sunny afternoon I was sitting at a table outside a cafe sharing coffee and conversation with a friend.  We had no agenda; we were just friends who wanted time together.  In the free flow of conversation and the random segues, we began talking about the ways God had changed us.
 
I was sharing about fighting pride in my life and all the ways (well, really not all the ways--there are too many to cover in a single conversation, but enough to be transparent) it has reared its ugly head in my speech and behavior, and how it had affected relationships--expecially in my marriage.  We each reflected on memories of specific incidents where we had struggled, failed or triumphed.
         
A quest for humility is a valient effort. Any quest for godly traits is a worthy battle. We moved on from there to talk about family and our weeks' activities and a dozen other inconsequential things that friends will share, but the influence of God in our lives was the thread that ran through it all.
          
As we were parting, I smiled at my friend and said, "I have a favorite Bible verse that comes to mind right now.  I think we just made God happy.  I think he wrote a little summary of our chat down because he'd like to remember it and enjoy it later." 
          
I don't really get this because it seems illogical that God would have to write anything down to remember it, but....  I love the thought, anyway, that God makes notes on the talks we have down here that touch his heart. God keeps a diary. I hope I make it's pages.

Malachi 3:16
Then those who feared the Lord talked with each other, and the Lord listened and heard.  A scroll of remembrance was written in his presence concerning those who feared the Lord and honored his name.

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Originally published on Linda's blog, My Beggar's Purse.

When Your Finish Line Moves

I cry for the city I love. When we moved from the southern part of the US to Boston, over 25 years ago, I quickly felt I’d found the place I was meant to live. There is no place I know with more charm, four season beauty, gutsiness, and sports enthusiasm. Truly, God has set my boundaries in pleasant places (Psalm 16:6).

Though tragedy struck here yesterday, inspiration abounds. I’m inspired by those who ran the marathon, I’m inspired by those who supported the runners and I’m inspired by those who ran to help.

One particular younger friend of mine inspired me, who...when her finish line was moved…just kept running.

I’m reminded how we painstakingly prepare for the course of life we know. We study, train, and try to equip ourselves to be successful.  However, as the scriptures state:

In his heart a man plans his course,
        but the Lord determines his steps. -- Proverbs 16:9

Many are the plans in a man’s heart,
        but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails. -- Proverbs 19:21

This is what the Lord says–
        your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel:
    “I am the Lord your God,
        who teaches you what is best for you,
        who directs you in the way you should go.  -- Isaiah 48:17

Rachel planned for this marathon all year long. Yet, because of someone’s senseless act of terrorism she was not able to cross the finish line for which she was headed.

What do you do, when in the middle of your race, everything changes and you don’t know where you are going?

Well, Rachel kept on running. Some of her friends ran beside her, and her husband with some friends marked out a new course….complete with a finish line and tape.

I realize how often life doesn’t go quite as we plan. Circumstances of life change, things around us and things within us change. As Solomon states:

    I have seen something else under the sun:
     The race is not to the swift
        or the battle to the strong,
    nor does food come to the wise
        or wealth to the brilliant
        or favor to the learned;
    but time and chance happen to them all.  -- Ecc. 9:11

However, for a disciple of Jesus we have something (someone) to hold on to and someone who has gone ahead and marked our course. It may be a different course than what we have planned.  In fact, it likely will be. There is a course marked out for you and me… those who have gone before will help cheer us through to the finish line.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Hebrews 12:1

Thanks Rachel, for not being bummed out when your finish line changed. I’m so grateful, as I  run the course marked out for me, that I’m surrounded by my spriritual family that cheers me on, and runs along beside me. It makes a difference.

I remember fondly, though with tears, standing by my Dad’s side as he crossed the final finish line. Knowing he had lived his life wholeheartedly following his Lord, and loving His Word….when he breathed his last my sisters and I were able to exclaim, “You did it Dad. You made it!!”

However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me–the task of testifying to the gospel of God’s grace. -- Acts 20:24

For I am already being poured out like a drink offering, and the time has come for my departure. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day–and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing. -- 2 Timothy 4:6-8

Shared from Jeanie's blog, My Morning Cup--Refilled...