Hope in our Fortress

A Mighty Fortress

by Martin Luther

A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing:
For still our ancient foe doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and power are great, and, armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.

Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing;
Were not the right Man on our side, the Man of God’s own choosing:
Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is He;
Lord Sabaoth, His Name, from age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.

And though this world, with devils filled, should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us:
The Prince of Darkness grim, we tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure, for lo, his doom is sure,
One little word shall fell him.

That word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them, abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours through Him Who with us sideth:
Let goods and kindred go, this mortal life also;
The body they may kill: God’s truth abideth still,
His kingdom is forever.

Hope in Spite of our Feelings

It is a difficult thing to feel hopeful and positive when we feel poorly in our physical bodies.

However, feeling "bad" is not an excuse for hopelessness.

This was a hard lesson for me to learn when I first started feeling the physical effects that would later be diagnosed as fibromyalgia.

My body was in so much pain that I was grumpy, cold and harsh to others. In the beginning, I saw no reason to push myself to be pleasant. It just took too much energy.

I've learned, though, that Jesus would not have me live that way. I don't want to be a grouchy, cantankerous person.

I want to be happy, positive and easy to live with.

I want to be this way, not just for those who have to live with me, but for myself.

When we are filled with negative thoughts, harsh judgments and bitterness, we are only causing further damage to our physical body. God did not make our bodies to harbor these emotions.

Medical science has proven that angry bitter people are more prone to illnesses and will stay sicker longer than those who have a positive outlook on life.

Unfortunately, some of the most negative people I have ever met have been my fellow Christians. Sadly, sometimes, I have numbered myself with them.

Paul gives us the secret to moving beyond our feelings – whether they are emotional or physical – in this short little verse:

Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content.
Philippians 4:11


To live out this verse, it is necessary to believe that everything in our life is allowed by God – on purpose, and to trust that He can work it all out for our good.

This includes our physical ailments. God can and will use them to make us more like His Son, if we submit our will to His.

It is not an easy thing to be in physical pain, especially when that pain lasts for many hours a day, or when it is uncontrolled by medications or is especially severe.

Sometimes it is necessary to draw away from others to rest ourselves, to be alone with God and to regain our perspective. Sometimes, we just need to take some medication or herbal remedy and sleep. We need to take care of our bodies as best we can.

When we leave the sick room, though, or when others come to visit us there, we can be pleasant. We can be positive in our words. We can point others to our God Who is helping us through our pain.

Often, hope is a very positive emotion that is birthed from very negative circumstances.

We can hope in God's plan for our life, even when that plan includes pain, in spite of our feelings.

Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.
Psalm 16:9

Hope in a Change

Our hope for a "change" in our country starts with our noses buried in our Bibles and our knees on the floor of our prayer closets.

Regardless of the outcome of tomorrow's election, our hope remains in God alone.

If every true believer lived every aspect of his life according to the Word of God, our nation would be a Godly nation – no matter which party controlled the White House.

Righteousness exalteth a nation: but sin is a reproach to any people.
Proverbs 14:34

Whether your favored candidate wins the election or not, your spirit should not flag, your mood should not alter, your hope should not dim.

Our future's hope is in the God of the past, the present and the future.

The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?
Psalm 27:1a

My God still sits on the throne.

He doesn't need an election to be voted into His position either! His campaign started and ended on Calvary's hill.

Praise be to God!

A Chapter of Hope

There is much hope to be found in the Scriptures.

May your heart be filled with peace as you read God's Word.

Psalm 27

[1] The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the LORD is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?

[2] When the wicked, even mine enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell.

[3] Though an host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident.

[4] One thing have I desired of the LORD, that will I seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the LORD, and to inquire in his temple.

[5] For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock.

[6] And now shall mine head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me: therefore will I offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto the LORD.

[7] Hear, O LORD, when I cry with my voice: have mercy also upon me, and answer me.

[8] When thou saidst, Seek ye my face; my heart said unto thee, Thy face, LORD, will I seek.

[9] Hide not thy face far from me; put not thy servant away in anger: thou hast been my help; leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.

[10] When my father and my mother forsake me, then the LORD will take me up.

[11] Teach me thy way, O LORD, and lead me in a plain path, because of mine enemies.

[12] Deliver me not over unto the will of mine enemies: for false witnesses are risen up against me, and such as breathe out cruelty.

[13] I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.

[14] Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD

Sunday, 25 March 2007

I'm feeling a little overwhelmed
today.  We've had 2 odd days with Isaac.  I told Doug when things are
going like this, I start watching for some new insight from the Lord. 
You know, when you are "done" – physically, emotionally exhausted,
spiritually looking for God to move or act or speak – when you have no
way of offering anything to the situation -  God often shows up in a
very real way.  I don't know – maybe we're just paying better
attention at those moments.
 

Isaac had something happen Friday night, after we put him to
bed.  We didn't hear anything.  Doug just went in to check on him, like
we so often do at night.  He was laying there – eyes wide open, tracking
from side to side, sweating, snoring and as limp as a dish rag.

Now you have to understand.  Isaac has CP and
very high tone.  He is very stiff most of the time.  He can bend and
relax occasionally.  However, even in his sleep, he is never limp.  His
hips especially along with his knees never relax, never lay flat.  He
sleeps with them bent up or we put a pillow under his knees.

But Friday night, I changed his diaper and his
legs were laying completely FLAT.  When I picked up his legs to change
his diaper and then let go, they just flopped.  It made my stomach lurch
and I thought I might throw up – it was THAT weird.

So, we surmised he'd had a seizure that we
didn't hear.  That freaks us out and we're definitely looking into a
video baby monitor so it doesn't happen again.

He finally closed his eyes and slept.  Then
Sat. morning he was weepy, then had extended staring seizures all
morning.  He fell asleep around noon and slept until about 5 PM.  The
staring seizures continued, so we administered the big meds.  They did
not stop the staring.  He fell asleep around 10 PM and woke up this
morning at 6:30 and was STILL staring.

So we took him to the ER.  As soon as we got
him in a room and there were 3 nurses standing around his bed – he WOKE
up!  Started his normal flicking his hands, kicking, vocalizing, etc. 
It was amazing and EXTREMELY irritating!!!!!  I couldn't believe how mad
it made me that he was acting normal!  Isn't that awful??? 

(Doug says, though, that we're reaping what he
sowed as a child – when his mom took him to the doctor, she would tell
the dr. about the ear ache, sore throat, etc., and Doug would say, "no,
that doesn't hurt.  I'm not sick."  He said he was so afraid to get a
shot, and thought if he said he was fine, the doctor wouldn't poke him
with the needle!!!!)

Anyway,
they contacted our neurologist, who upped one of Isaac's seizure meds. 
The ER dr. gave us a script for eye drops (Isaac had stared open-eyed
for nearly 24 hours, except when asleep, and his eyes looked awful,
blood shot and dry.) Then they sent us home.

I'm so tired.  Two nights of barely sleeping,
then early to the ER.  We're trying to get everything ready for our trip
to Miami next week.  Doug and I are both weepy and a little grumpy –
just feeling very stressed.

I
am amazed at God's goodness to us.  I was thinking today of those old
country western songs.  The verses are sometimes long and sad and
enumerate all the awful things that are going on.  But then the chorus
eventually has an upswing in tempo, some decision is made and the singer
decides that life will continue. 

My life is like that.  Sometimes the verses of my life are
sweet and happy, and other times they might be sad.  But my life cannot
be one verse after another.  I must have a refrain, a chorus that brings
a culmination to my story song. 

I get to choose my chorus.  It can "gloom, despair and agony"
or "he stopped loving her today" or "the next time he cheats, it won't
be on me" or "you picked a fine time to leave me" or all about "friends
in low places".

BUT as for
me and my house, we have to choose another chorus.  Our refrain is
filled with "how great is our God" and "holy, holy, holy".  "God is so
good", "when we all get to heaven", "what a day that will be", "the
blood's still there" or "Hallelujah!  Praise ye the Lord!" – my chorus
has to praise my Father and testify of His goodness to me.

Does your "refrain" praise Him?  What is the
"chorus", the soundtrack so to speak, of your life?

Alesha

Saturday, 24 March 2007

Good morning,

It was a bad night for Isaac –
we're not sure if what we witnessed was seizure or not, but it was so
odd for him that we put him in the bed with us to keep at eye one him. 
We've only done that 2 other times that I can remember.

We are going to see my folks
for the day today.  It's a little drive and Isaac is really not up to
it, but we need to go before we head to Miami.  My daddy has been not
feeling well for a little while and we need to see him.  My brother and
sister-in-love just moved into a new house and I want to see it!  AND
Grammy NEEDS to see the boy before he goes into the hospital on the 3rd.
of April.  You all understand that, I know!

We'll try to update again
tomorrow after church.  I've been SO enjoying everyone's "spring"
blogs!  Seems like everyone has "spring fever".  It sure does produce
wonderful pictures and blogs!

Alesha

Thursday, 22 March 2007

Isaac's not been doing really great –
lots of small seizures the last 2 days.  Then yesterday he began
vomiting again in the afternoon.  Although, praise the Lord, he kept
his supper down last night.  He's been with the physical therapist this
morning for 45 minutes and it still sound asleep! 
She getting lots of good stretching done with him though.

We don't know what causes the vomiting.  The
dr's are stumped as well.  They don't think it has anything to do with
the seizures, though.

Well,
he and Daddy have a quiet day today, so that will be good.  I'll update
more later.

Alesha