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Holy and Without Blemish

2 Aug

Chosen - Holy and without Blemish 7-6-14

“Even as he chose us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blemish before him in love:”   Ephesians 1:4 (ASV)

We all have moments in our lives when we have waited in nervous anticipation as to whether we were chosen. I watched my younger brother stand along a ball field fence as, one-by-one others were chosen for a team, waiting and feeling more defeated. I remember being excited to find out whether I had been chosen for a part in a play, and being so nervous that I may not have been, that I would wait until the school hall was completely empty before I went to the posted list to check. Then there are those job interviews. Yikes! Chosen – what if we weren’t good enough. Chosen – what if no one wanted us.

If only we could grasp the understanding that God chose us, “Before the Foundations of the World” (Eph 1:4), we would have such a different view of who we are. Scripture doesn’t say God chose us after we gave our life to Him, or after we proved we could be “good enough,” or after we had been in the church several years and working multiple ministries, or after we went to Seminary or . . . NO, God chose us BEFORE the Foundations of the World. Before there was light, before there was a sun, before there was a moon or stars or animals in the field or fish in the waters . . . God CHOSE Us! That takes my breath away!

But He didn’t just choose us to be his children, or to be His servants, He chose us to be “Holy and without Blemish before Him in Love” (Eph 1:4). That’s a tough one.

When I look in the mirror I see a lot of blemishes and disappointments and failures. Pressure’s on! How can I possibly be given the ultimate gift of being chosen by God and be such a mess? It can only be because of the Love of God Himself, who allows me to be the person I have allowed myself to be, making a way for me to step out of this moment in time and become all that He has meant for me to be.

God shows us that we must be “washed by the water of the word” (Eph 5:26), cleansing our past and allowing God to cleanse us to the point of being “Holy and without Blemish” (Eph 5:27). A holy priesthood (1 Peter 2:9) cleansed daily through Prayer and the Studying and Application of His Word. Daily preparing ourselves. Daily cleansing away the mistakes of daily life.

We are a chosen people, created to bless God and His precious son (Acts 10:41). A chosen people, set apart, to do the will and works of God (Isaiah 43:20-21). We must remain cleansed to be the hands and feet of God, who will take the Gospel to the hurting and wounded, not forsaking our call, but grasping tightly to the gift God has given us (Matthew 22:14), standing faithfully and committed to what we are called to do, recognizing the precious gift and privilege bestowed upon us (Revelation 17:14).

Lord, please help me to grasp the precious gift you have given me and rise above my own self-doubts of who I am. Help me to study and cleanse myself daily, so that I will always be prepared to step up to what you have set before me, gracefully accepting the call.

*A Journey Through Ephesians –  Chapter 1, Part 2

Written by Linda J. Humes

7-6-2014

PRAISE

14 Sep

Breath of Heaven,

whispers down,

soothes,

caresses,

covering,

with sweet oils,

of the anointing.

The face of God,

reflects in the tears

of the worshiper.

Water and oil,

flowing together,

drips to the ground.

Called to earth,

by the sweet fragrance,

of sacrificed praise;

sweet,

fresh,

Rose of Sharon.

His robe whispers,

billows,

whispers,

as His feet gently tread,

on Holy Ground.

The Angels sing,

Holy,

Holy.

The anointing flows,

covers,

soothes,

caresses.

Holy, Holy,

as the voice of God,

reaches the lost,

and bursts forth,

once again,

in Praise.

 

Written 7-17-97

SECRET PLACE

22 Dec

“He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. [2] I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.”   Psalm 91:1-2

I have a secret place,

That I alone know.

A place I call my own,

Where my Father and I,

Laugh together,

And cry together,

Face to face.

It’s a very special place,

I can travel to at will,

Without ever leaving,

The place where I stand.

In that secret place,

I see the face of God.

Sometimes in a stranger,

Sometimes in the sky,

As I bask in His Holy Creation.

My secret place has flowers,

And birds,

And streams,

And fields,

Sweet fragrances of memories,

And music that fills my soul,

Things that bring me closer,

To my Father’s voice.

You may sit right near me,

And never see me leave,

But you’ll notice a different glow,

That saturates my spirit,

And lifts me every upward.

My secret place can’t be found,

By anybody else.

But yours, my friend,

Waits for you,

Deep within your heart.

 

Written 6-16-00

GENTLE SPIRIT

19 Nov

But the Lord said unto him, Go thy way: for he is a chosen vessel unto me, to bear my name before the Gentiles, and kings, and the children of Israel: Acts 9:15

Oh, Jesus,

work through this vessel.

Spread peace through this church,

settle your children.

Precious Jesus,

precious Jesus.

 

Close you eyes church,

listen with your spirits,

listen with your souls.

Do you hear it?

Do you feel it?

Gentle Spirit blow.

 

Feel the cool breeze,

flowing between the saints.

Feel the billow of His robe

caressing you cheek as He passes by.

 

Reach out to Him,

reach out.

He hesitates a moment,

He turns and touches the tips

of Your outstretched fingers.

Only a moment,

the gentlest touch.

 

What Heaven.

What joy.

What peace.

 

Blow, gentle Spirit.

Touch your children.

Precious Jesus,

precious Jesus.

Written July 15, 1993

GENTLE

19 Nov

 

“And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.”  Mark 4:39

The Holy Spirit, what delightful sensations.

 

Like standing enveloped in a dense morning fog, the sound of the world is nearby, but the cool, moist blanket keeps you at peace and detached.

 

Like being snuggled inside a warm woolen blanket; covered head to toe.

 

Protected from the sharp bitter cold; warmly – softly held.

 

Like floating in a cool river on a dry, warm day.  The harsh, sharp noises filtered and replaced by the sound of rushing water.

 

And yet, like electricity surging from every point in your body, shooting to the center and then out through the top.

 

Sending you boldly, without fear, to complete the task at hand.

 

Oh, Holy Spirit. Gentle us today.

 

Written 5/25/92