Wednesday, 29 February 2012

Disappointed in my immediate family...

Was trying to work out the correct title for this post - as I'm referring to that 'family' that go to my 'church' - but I'm trying to not call church 'church' anymore as its only making things confusing. We, the people, are the 'church' and the building we gather in each week, formally known as the church, is just a building. Make sense? Clear as mud? Ha ha!

Anyway, I attended our buildings weekly prayer meeting yesterday. I'm not sure what other buildings practise, but ours has a 30minute spot, once a week, for corporate prayer. (There are 336 half hour spots in a full week. We give our God, the head of our body, one of those spots)

I know I'm living in a glass house, as it has been a long time since I've even attended, but usually there were about 7ish people in attendance, normally of some sort of leadership role in our church. Even for a church of a couple of hundred, I'd call that pretty sad.

Yesterday, I was the only one.

I know life is busy. It can really throw you at full speed if we let it! But unless we stop and make time to recognise our place in the order of life, aren't all our efforts meaningless? If we aren't connected to the vine, how can we see growth?

It was ultimately the head pastor I was looking forward to pray with. We are going through 1st Corinthians on Sunday mornings and he shared he often prays for the people in our building that we would see God in the concrete, rather than who we have created God to be in our heads. I liked that. It spoke deeply to me. How awesome to pray with someone who requests such things. Very cool.

The head pastor popped his head in the room after the allocated prayer time. I could see how apologetic he was, but I also saw how busy he was. Going from visiting the sick in hospital, now about to have a wedding that afternoon. He was full. And yet, he also seemed empty.

He made excuses for the other usual attendees - one teaching religion in school, another busy with his ministry of feeding the homeless. Maybe the rest were all at home praying individually?? Good reasons. That's love in action. But still, I couldn't help but wonder if they were doing the better choice.

We shared in a short prayer. Then both went onto our business....

Please Father. Forgive me when I forget you....

xK

Tuesday, 28 February 2012

Sleep isn't always better!

I argue with God a lot! :-) Writing it sounds so silly, but it's true.

Just this morning, as my eyes peered open, awoken with the sound of a little person with a grumbly tummy (weet-bix daddy?) and my husband quickly takes my child from the room so I can continue sleeping. It's
early. Very early. And I want to pretend I'm not awake.

BUT YOU ARE AWAKE
Yeah, but I can easily go back to sleep and I should!
WHY SHOULD YOU?
Because I need more sleep
WHY DO YOU NEED MORE SLEEP?
Otherwise I'll be tired today God. I don't know what's ahead in my day
I DO
Yes, true.
WOULDN'T IT BE BETTER TO RISE AND TALK WITH SOMEONE WHO KNOWS?
Yes, but you won't tell me what's ahead
THAT'S NOT FOR YOU TO KNOW. YOU JUST NEED TO REMEMBER WHERE I AM
Holding my hand. Guiding me. Yes, I know. But what if I get tired later?
THAT'S GOOD. THEN YOU WILL NEED ME MORE TO HELP YOU
Or cranky? I get cranky when tired, You know that. You made me like that!
SOUNDS LIKE YOU COULD DO WITH PATIENCE
Yes please Father!
HOW DO I TEACH PATIENCE?
Hmmm.... By giving situations to be patient in.
YES. IN THOSE HARD TIMES, STOP, ASK ME, AND I WILL LIFT YOU UP
Ok ok, I guess I'll get up. But how is the sunrise this morning God? Is it worth it?
I'M ALWAYS WORTH IT

So, here I sit by the pool, once again 'loosing' another battle, as I drink in the radience of another beautiful day, another powerful and faithful sunrise, another taste of yummy daily bread, another moment of peace that extra sleep will never be able to achieve.
And through His word, He speaks concrete into my heart:

Luke 6
One day soon afterward Jesus went up on a mountain to pray, and he prayed to God all night.

How can I argue with Him? His own Son, here on Earth, in bodily form, knew it was better to pray all night then to sleep. He always chooses wisely. And this man, who has seen God, been in the presense of God, who IS God, STILL got up and prayed all night.

When I get up early, my heart finds peace. My mind is settled. My compass is realigned with my mission here on Earth. He is worth it. Every single time I've awoken - He is worth it.

Can you please keep me accountable? For I fear when my children sleep longer or stop waking at night, that I will become lazy. Tired. Stubborn. Remind me I need the Father. I need to be near Him. Ask me if I saw His sunrise this morning.... Thanks :-)

xK

Oh - and I'll post some photos soon when I actually look at this blog via computer (have been using mobile, so please excuse typos!) of His beauty in the morning. Although photos NEVER do sunrises justice. In Su.rise photos, you only see a small portion of a 360 display.

He is unfailing and faithful and I now look forward to a day ahead with Him :-)

Saturday, 25 February 2012

I am dying....

Did that title grab your attention? I can just imagine people scrolling along, thinking "Kelly sure does waffle on a lot! Doesn't she have better thi...... WHOA! WHAT?!?! Dying???"

I'm drawn to death. Not in a twisted, dress in black make up and dream about it way. But in a showing of the sincerity of people's hearts way. When someone tells you they are dying, you suddenly see them in a different light. Hurts of the past are forgiven more. You suddenly have time for the person who has been told their time may not be as long as they'd hoped.

We are all dying. From the moment we were created, these shells called 'bodies' are decaying and letting us down. (I can hear 'Amen!' from the elderly generations now!)

"A good reputation is more valuable than costly perfume.
And the day you die is better than the day you are born."

I have been blessed by being at only 5 funerals.

The 1st I didn't know a single person there. Not even the departed (i was filming for work)

Then baby T's funeral. He was born at 23weeks while I was 9months pregnant with my 1st child. That little man prepared me for motherhood no parenting book has even been able to do.

Baby K, who spent a precious 8months in her families arms. She taught me about prayer and love and the mysterious workings of God's perfect plan for our lives.

My Nanna. What a wonder woman! So many children and a church full of people saying farewell. Such a humble servant of the Lord. She taught me about the ripple effect. Little things turn into big things...

And most recently, W's farewell. So young. So suddenly to us all. He has been teaching me to cherish every moment, hold close the ones you love in action and truth, and God's ways are not our ways.

There are also other precious lives that I've been unable to attend the service of, but I have mourned over and learnt from. My 2 grandfathers, Beautiful B, little Esther and many little unborn babies who were too precious for this hard world and received a shortcut home.

To all these precious lives I am eternally grateful.

And the truth in the above verse comes for me from how much each funeral service has effected me. More then the times I've visited new babies! Don't get me wrong, I LOVE visiting new babies, but hearing someone's life story really makes me stop and reflect. Am I living to my full potential? If I were to have my funeral, what would people share about my life? If one if my loved ones was taken suddenly now, would there be words or actions that I will 'I wish I had of....' over?

Time is so precious. We need to take stock and live every moment!!

What could you cut back, throw out or turn off to make more time for what REALLY matters?

xK

PS - Much much love to the near and dear ones of the above mentioned people. My heart aches for your losses x

PPS - no, no doctor has told me I am dying, but if I were, what would you say? Don't save it for my funeral...

Same Sex Marriage...

Phew! Hot topic!

One of my beautiful friends is a 'famous' blogger. I'm not sure what kind of criteria you're meant to meet to be officially 'famous' - but she is unextinguishable (is that a word?) to me.

My friend has just posted about 'Same Sex Marriage' and how she is a huge supporter. To be honest, I don't know where I stand on the topic. (i can hear gasps already from my highly religious friends! Hear me out!)

I don't understand why we are fighting battles and wasting time standing in 'right' or 'wrong' corners - when, as a representative of God's love, we are called to LOVE. To love, regardless of people's decisions in life. Regardless of where they have been. Love them unconditionally - because that's what my saviour did for me.

On this topic, I often remember Jesus and the adulterous woman. Or the woman at the well. Did He turn them away? Did He say 'you don't meet the standard' or tell them how bad they are or what they've done wrong? Not at all....

Please believe me when I say this is difficult to write. Every 'religious' feeling inside me from growing up in the 'buildings' called church SCREAMS at me to pick up stones... I have a Bible and I know what Moses law says about homosexuality. But God sent Jesus here to show us what HE is like. And how HE loves.

To set the scene for those who don't know the story, Jesus is teaching a crowd when the highly religious, law abiding 'im better than you' hypocritical, finger pointing pharisees bring in a woman who has committed adultery. According to the law given to God's chosen people, for committing such an offense, she is to be stoned. Killed.

These religious folk, living by laws and rules instead of love, have stones in their hands, ready to kill, hammering Jesus for an answer on how to treat this woman - (You can read the entire story in John 8. Please do!) And my Lord's response:

"They kept demanding an answer, so he stood up again and said, “All right, but let the one who has never sinned throw the first stone!”

Wow. Love. Freeing love. That's my God. I'm the guilty sinner. Guilty. Doing things God had not designed me to do. Ready to be punished for what I have done.

And He, the only one who can, tells me I'm free to go.... and He died to do it. Shed His blood instead.

What do you do with your freedom? When your huge debt is paid off, do you then look down on others? Ready to throw stones about right or wrong? Or do you love like you have been loved?

xK

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

PLEASE read this post on criticism!!!

Hey all! Well, hey nobody! Ha ha! Blog is still unknown... Just me - and the world really...

Anyway, important post, as I am going to use this blog to talk quite frankly on things. Things that you
may or may not agree with.

Long scripture reading today, but it's important! I also recommend you read the whole chapter! Here are my fave bits to get across what I'm saying:

Romans 14:4, 10, 13, 17, 19, 22-23 NLT

Who are you to condemn someone else’s servants? Their own master will judge whether they stand or fall. And with the Lord’s help, they will stand and receive his approval.

So why do you condemn another believer? Why do you look down on another believer? Remember, we will all stand before the judgment seat of God. So let’s stop condemning each other. Decide instead to live in such a way that you will not cause another believer to stumble and fall.

For the Kingdom of God is not a matter of what we eat or drink, but of living a life of goodness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit. So then, let us aim for harmony in the church and try to build each other up.

You may believe there’s nothing wrong with what you are doing, but keep it between yourself and God. Blessed are those who don’t feel guilty for doing something they have decided is right.

But if you have doubts about whether or not you should eat something, you are sinning if you go ahead and do it. For you are not following your convictions. If you do anything you believe is not right, you are sinning.

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Thank you for reading all that!
So, from the start, I want to be clear with you about personal convictions. I have strong PERSONAL convictions on a few things.

There are some really far out things in my life that I have been convicted of, that I obey to, that you may think is very extreme.

READ CLEARLY: THINGS I AM PERSONALLY CONVICTED OF IS NOT LAW!!!

Like the above scripture reads to me, we are all different and here for different reasons, to do different things, which is why we are convicted in different ways. Follow those convictions, but let's not push them onto other people!!

This isn't a 'your truth, my truth' post. There is only one truth. But convictions make us the people we are. Listen and obey your personal convictions.

Please don't EVER see me and what I say as law. This is just me sharing my journey. Which is why a PERSONAL relationship with the Lord is so important...

Ok, hope I've got my point across. This was one of the reasons I feared starting this blog...
Romans 14:13 "...Decide instead to live in such a way that you will not cause another believer to stumble and fall."

Please promise me you will tell me if I have hurt or offended? I never want to EVER cause you to stumble or fall! Ever!

xK

What God sounds like....

My heart is leading me to Colossians recently. When I read it, I continually find verses that I've obviously read before, but when my eyes find them again, my heart quickens.

This is the most regular way God speaks to me.

Sometimes I hear His words with His 'Word' - not as often as I would like, or, maybe not as often as I recognise? But when I do, the few words that He does use say a million things! (will share them another day)

But this morning, my eyes have found Colossians 1:8
"He has told us about the love for others that the Holy Spirit has given you."

Now, it may not seem to much to you, but to me, it is God revealing again His faithfulness and He is with me. Only a few days ago, you will recall, I was writing about love and if a person can be gifted from God to really love others with a supernatural love. And God's now revealed to me the answer. He is watching me.

Sure, it may seem like a coincidence. It may not be much to you. But to me, this increases my faith greatly in times of rest...

Thank you Lord xK

Sunday, 19 February 2012

Hard to be the parent sometimes....

God teaches me so much through my kids. So blessed to have them.

This morning, we had a situation where one of them took a chocolate, and flashed a cheeky, beautiful grin as I caught them chewing away. That's when the little God voice whispered to me there is a lesson to be learnt here.

Nobody likes to have things stolen, and this beautiful child was well aware that they are to ask me before eating my chocolates. So this was a deliberate assumption they were going to get away with this. We spoke about the incident and how them stealing is not a right choice. That I understand its hard when you see something to show self control and ask first.

'But there were lots there....' was the reply, in which I asked if it would be ok for me to steal from the bank because they also have a lot. I could see the lesson was sinking in.

I HATE smacking my kids. I do not do it in anger, and its always done with talking and explaining. This was something I feel my parents didn't do as often. 'Do as I say, because I'm the boss and you'll get in trouble if not' was how I remember times of discipline growing up. Sometimes I don't use smacking, as different kids feel remorse in different ways. You need to go with the flow.

But I LOVE the prayer after. Them hurting, and wanting to cling onto you. Knowing they are still so dearly loved, no matter what they have done. Just as the Father loves us.

Proverbs 3:11-12
My child, don’t reject the LORD’s discipline,
and don’t be upset when he corrects you. For the LORD corrects those he loves,
just as a father corrects a child in whom he delights.

If I didn't love my children so much, I wouldn't take the time to show them the shortcuts in life. Thieves don't do well in life. And helping them learn that at a young age is my role to teach them. As much as it would be easy to just let it slip, give them another chocolate and see them temporarily happy instead.

xK

A good reputation...

Galatians 6:10 NLT
Therefore, whenever we have the opportunity, we should do good to everyone—especially to those in the family of faith.

I went to a friends farewell gathering yesterday. We have been friends for over 10 years now, but since this family moved a little further out of town, we haven't seen each other as often - but it still doesn't mean AT ALL I love them any less. It also saddened me a little when I realised how a few old friends weren't there for one reason or another...

I have a very strong conviction to people. I believe that God's given His children certain gifts or areas in which they excel, and for me, He has blessed me in this area. Boasting in Lord of course.

A conversation I had with a good friend a while back made me aware of this. This person shared they had a few 'friends' in waiting on Facebook, and they'd deleted a few others that they hadn't spoken to in a while. This, to me, would give me nightmares!

No, I'm not a people pleasing obsessed person who just collects friends for benefits. My Facebook friends list is still under 400, which I think is reasonable seeing I've met a lot of people in my 31 years. I even go through the list often, praying or pondering all those loved ones.

But each one of those people are DEEPLY precious to me. Anyone of them could come to me asking for something, and I would not turn them away...

Is this normal? Are you the same? Are 'people' allowed to be a hobby?

xK

Friday, 17 February 2012

Who i am...

No posts in 3 days, then twice in one day??!! What sort of crazy blog is this?!?!

Glad you asked! :-) I read this verse the other day and LOVED it.
"If it seems we are crazy, it is to bring glory to God..." 2Corin5

Ok, so the author probably wasn't talking about the type of crazy I am, which is more of a spontaneous, careless of my self image kinda crazy, but that's what I LOVE about the word. Just that morning, I was pondering why I am so different. Why do I get excited about things others don't, or why do I do what I do?

I've been called 'crazy Kell' many times. But I think as long as my eyes are on the Lord and I'm doing what I believe He is telling me to, then go ahead and call me crazy. I'll even take it as a compliment, because normal isn't what I wanna be :-) I am unique and God has plans for me that only I can fulfill.

Bring it on Lord!

xK Thank you Lord for this bread! I know you love me dearly....

Will blog everyday..... failed! oops!

Well, it's been 3 sleeps since my last post! Sorry!

Luckily I've not told anyone about the blog, so 0 people are relying on my ramblings! I kind like that for now...

So why 'Yummy Daily Bread' ? Because of the familiar prayer that is often recited, it seems to be something everyone knows, but not everyone really knows.

To me, bread is a food source, or energy source if you like. And I believe God wants to teach us daily.

In 2012 I feel led to live Romans 1:12 "When we get together, I want to encourage you in your faith, but I also want to be encouraged by yours." But sometimes cyberspace is the only place I meet some friends. And so, here we are, and here is my daily bread. And it IS Yummy :-)

xK

Wednesday, 15 February 2012

Look mum, i made a blog! :-)

Ok, done!
Everyone else has one, so I do as well :-) taa daa!

How is mine going to be different? Well, because it's by me of course!

Who is 'me' - I'm Kelly.

Phew - blogging is exhausting, I deserve a rest!

Day 1 done! Over and out,

xK