ANOTHER SUNDAY, another twelve weeks have gone.
June 7,2020
It's been a very emotional and moving week.
My Nosey Neighbor chats have been discussions with myself as I have processed the current status of events, the fears, and concerns that threaten my joy, the alternations of joy, sorrow, elevation, and melancholy.
The feelings have been intense. I have had to check my heart and mind. The opportunities to be weaned from some of the joys of this world have been many.
I have noticed that a positive effect of my days has been focused on strains of old hymns. They have become dearer and more comforting. Familiar timeless melodies drift through my mind as I walk along. Hymns have always helped carry me through these uncertain times but are now more intense.
Because these are times when life is no longer normal and we need these things to cling to. We cling to these remembered, familiar things because they guide us to the ultimate steadfast and unchanging truth: Christ Himself.
Hebrews 2:1 "We must pay the most careful attention, therefore, to what we have heard, so that we do not drift away." ...
I got to thinking how do I ensure the safety of my body, soul, and mind.
“…Sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you…”
Genesis 4:7 —
�What kind of doors was I leaving open? Sin likes to loiter at the threshold.
Outside of God’s presence all sorts of harm seek to enter our lives. We are faulty doorkeepers.
We need to guard the door of our hearts to keep sin from entering in and trying to ruin our lives.
This morning during my photo walk, I noticed two red doors that stood out to me.
I found that houses with red doors do have special meaning, and the color can refer to one of five things. (1) A house with a red door can mean welcome. (2) It can be a sign of good luck. (3) It can mean a home is protected. (4) It can mean a home is paid for. (5) It can mean a home is safe.
Some believe that a red door protects the occupants from evil.
Think of it this way, if you have trouble finding your house, then a red door will differentiate your home from the rest.
I recalled an incident from childhood.
When I was about eight or so, our family was building a new adobe house up on the mountain side in the outbacks of Mexico.
The house was not quite finished when we moved in and our steel bunk bed and a crib were set up on the dirt floor in what would later become the living room.
There was no door and my father had propped up some planks to act as a temporary door, however, it allowed enough space for a wild dog to enter scaring us to death one early morning.
It sent me scrambling up to the top bunk to join my brother, leaving my baby sister screaming in the crib.
Then I remember us all screaming until my father came to chase it out. It was shortly after that, a door was installed
.��"Laura Ingalls Wilder tells a similar story in “Little House on the Prairie” as she described their home-in-progress on the plains of Kansas.
The cabin was complete, except for the door. Her mother hung a quilt over the opening, and in the meantime all that stood between the vast prairie and the Ingalls family was their watchdog and Pa Ingalls’ gun.
Laura writes of a night where the howl of a wolf woke her from her sleep, and she quickly realized that as her father and their dog stood guard in the open doorway, a pack of wolves had entirely surrounded the little cabin.
They dared not come near so long as Pa stood guard, but it was glaringly obvious they had come for a meal. Needless to say, the very next day, Pa finished “two stout doors;”one for the house and one for the stable."
There are many kinds of doors and one never knows what one will find for certain.��As you place your hand on the doorknob to enter a room do you ever stop to think about what you might find on the other side of that door?
What will you find or experience as you step over the threshold?
Anytime we are about to walk into a room what waits for us on the other side of the door may be an expected scene or perhaps something so surprising and unanticipated that it may change our life or the life of someone else!
We close, open, lock them before leaving, before sleeping to ensure the safety of everything and everyone. Doors can be scary.
This mornings live stream was phenomenal. Very pertinent to the bizarre times we live in.
Great reminders from the book of Romans and Isaiah.
A great reminder to use wisdom amid all the misinformation out there.
The presence of flowers in the sanctuary in recognition of Sunday morning added to the beauty and warmth. (I got teary eyed)
The hymns blessed me.
May the Mind
May the mind of Christ, my Saviour,
Live in me from day to day,
By His love and power controlling
All I do and say.
May the Word of God dwell richly
In my heart from hour to hour,
So that all may see I triumph
Only through His power.
May the peace of God my Father
Rule my life in everything,
That I may be calm to comfort
Sick and sorrowing.
May the love of Jesus fill me,
As the waters fill the sea;
Him exalting, self abasing,
This is victory.
May I run the race before me,
Strong and brave to face the foe,
Looking only unto Jesus
As I onward go.
May His beauty rest upon me
As I seek the lost to win,
And may they forget the channel,
Seeing only Him.
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