Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Not My Own

This concept of my life not being my own is something that I've been thinking about for a while now. It seems to be quite the common theme in some experiences lately and I've just now been able to put into words what has been simmering in the back of my mind.

This was brought on through some very wise words I was encouraged to hear a few Sunday's back. A middle-aged pastor was at the end of his sermon in which he shared that one of his greatest fears is to have his family taken away from him, for his family to be scattered, while he was serving the Lord and acting out his role as a provider and leader. After the sermon a wise, older gentleman was very gentle to remind the middle-aged pastor of the example of Paul the apostle. In Galatians 2, Paul explains that because he had been crucified with Christ, it was no longer Paul who lived and suffered, but Christ. His life was no longer his own.

"I have been crucified with Christ.
It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me.
And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God,
who loved me and gave himself for me."

This is also the reason that Paul was able to say in Colossians 3, "For you have died, and your life is hidden in Christ with God."
His life was completely and utterly in the hands of the Lord, to do His holy and perfect will.

This has been played out in different ways for me the past few weeks, especially at my Aunt's home. It was much easier to "make sacrifices" and "do more" with my time when I considered why I was really there: for me to be of service to them, be a blessing, care for the house/children, and learn what I could from my Aunt and Uncle while I was there. All of this being done for Christ. When I didn't think of things (time, resources, money, etc) in terms of them being mine, it made more sense to get up earlier instead of savoring precious sleep.
I suppose in the end, the "giving away" and "sacrificing" was easier because I understood a bit better that this life I have is so very short--but a vapor really, and I desire for my life to used by God for His glory. I want for His will--not mine--to be done, and I don't want to be struggling over things that belong to Him.

A quick application of that was when we recently check our voicemail and heard a message that sent my stomach into spasms. It sounded like the voice of my Sweet Nicole, she sounded in tears and that something was dreadfully wrong. For about three seconds multiple scenarios were speeding through my head and they all ended with me as a sad basket-case.
In reality it was a dear friend of ours, who happened to be yawning while leaving a casual message about dinner plans for that evening.
Yes, I felt pretty silly.
Later on I thought about my brief reaction and was reminded of His hand over our lives. If something did happen to be wrong with my sister, I hope that I would remember how much I love her, how much I want to be with her, and how much I want for nothing "bad" to come her way--then, I hope and pray that I remember how much more God loves her, how much more able He is to protect and provide for her, and the wonderful plans He has. Plans that we might not understand now, or ever. That is where I will find all of the comfort and peace because He truly is a great Savior, Provider, and Protector.
This is why I can be thankful that I no longer live; I have been crucified with Christ, and praise God, my life isn't my own.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Psalm 150

Praise the LORD!
Praise God in His sanctuary;

Praise Him in His mighty firmament!
Praise Him for His mighty acts;
Praise Him according to His excellent greatness!

Praise Him with the sound of the trumpet;

Praise Him with the lute and harp!

Praise Him with the timbrel and dance;

Praise Him with stringed instruments and flutes!

Praise Him with loud cymbals;
Praise Him with clashing cymbals!

Let everything that has breath praise the LORD.

Praise the LORD!

The Webb girls, Apodaca boys, and cousin Emily went to a music camp a few weeks ago. In addition to learning many hymns, music theory, and a love for singing, the kids also memorized Psalm 150. Here is a video of the Webbs children performing it for us.


Friday, September 3, 2010

It's That Time of Life

Yes, the Apodaca family have been blessed for the fifth time with sweet Rebecca Nicole!
If you should get the chance hop over to their blog and ask for the birth story--it's pretty exciting.
I'm looking forward to being their nanny starting this Sunday; this is something that I really enjoy doing for them. In addition to the countless lessons learned about life, homes, and stickies, I get to cuddle with a sweet-smelling baby when everyone has gone to bed.
Last time I was able to keep up a blog series during the days that I was there, and I'm hoping to be able to do the same this time, so stay tuned for updates!
Also, please check out our new button on the side of the page.
The Frye family have such a sweet story in this season of their lives, but please click over there for the full and sweet story!


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