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Friday, November 6, 2015

I Am Not Enough For My Daughters

The memory is still vivid.  We had just walked into our house carrying our brand new baby girl. Our beautiful first child. She was still bundled in her car carrier as I sat down, placed her at my feet, and stared at her. I was thoroughly exhausted and we were only on day one into our adventure here at the house!  Leaning my head back against the chair, I closed my eyes and longed for just a cat nap. 
 
But then it hit me.  "I can't relax!" I thought to myself. "What if she needs me? What if I don't hear her?  What if she stops breathing and I sleep right through it?!"  It was at that moment, 12 1/2 years ago, that I put myself on high alert.  The bar for selflessness was raised in my heart and mind.  I realized then that my life would be laid down for the sake of my children.
 
And so I began to pour myself out, even to my detriment, as I started putting their needs ahead of mine and doing all I could think to do to raise my children right and give them a loving home.
 
But, I soon realized that I was not enough.  Though I gave them everything I could, all my efforts still fell short.  I realized that when my oldest hit her head falling off her swing and I couldn't catch her.  I realized that when my youngest daughter had trouble in school and I wasn't there to be her mommy.  I realized that I couldn't be all they needed.  But oh how I wanted to be!

Truth is, God never asks parents to be their children's everything.  If we were, we would be their God, not Him.  What He does want us to do is continually show them that HE can be their everything.  Parents are human. Parents make mistakes. Parents are imperfect. But, their Heavenly Father is eternal and perfect.  

There is still one thing, though, that I can do as a parent.  Though I can't always physically be there to hold their hand through life, God has given me access into the very best thing that will ever help them: PRAYER.  Prayer is the most powerful way to touch someone's life and doesn't require us to even be present with them. With prayer, I can fight unseen battles coming at my children. With prayer, I can protect them. With prayer, I can speak forth the Kingdom of God in their lives. And with prayer, I'm reminded that He is their God, not me.  I am not enough for them, but He is.

 

Monday, August 3, 2015

Where It Begins

So much is accomplished in hidden places. Secret places. All life begins there, in fact.  

Human life. A baby is conceived in secret places that lovers run to. And, the baby comes alive in a place that no one sees, except God. 

Plants and trees start their lives in hidden places. From the place of quietness and secret, they emerge from a seed for all to see.

Everything creative, too, comes first from unseen places. Songwriters hear that number one hit like a stream that runs through their thoughts. Book ideas and plots. Multi-million dollar business ideas. A teacher's vision for her classroom. All are birthed inside the hidden places of our mind. 

And just as it is in the natural, so it is in the spiritual. Spiritual Life starts in secret places. It starts with a prayer. A prayer from the mouth of Jesus, Himself, in fact. The Bible talks about Him being our intercessor before God the Father. So, in unseen places, a prayer is spoken-- a prayer of Life. Prayers for you and prayers for me. 

Truth is, this is how God has set up His Kingdom to be run -- that everything would originate in prayer. Everything would start with intimacy. John 15 describes it like a vine and branches. It's only in our closeness with the Lord and through Him that we will ever see Life or Fruit. Apart from Him we can do nothing.  

God intended prayer to be the launching point of all things in our life. Though some might see it as a last resort, it is actually supposed to be the place we start from. And our enemy, the devil, knows this. He knows how this thing works and he will try to pull us away from it everyday. He makes deliberate attempts, in fact. He hands us lies like: "God doesn't hear you. God doesn't care. You're wasting your time. There's other things to be done that are far more productive in the Kingdom." Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah! All lies. So far from the Truth and God's heart for us. We need to be careful that we don't give in to such foolish thinking. 

Prayer and time spent with God is the most productive thing we will do all day. Why? Because everything springs forth from that. I can say, for sure, that my best days I ever lived have been because I consciously abided in God.  Not just spent 15 minutes with Him in the morning, but that I walked through my day with Him.  

And that is God's ultimate desire. That it would be again like it was with Adam in the Garden of Eden. They walked together. They fellowshipped and talked together. They communed. Adam didn't know life any other way (until the day sin entered the picture). And God wants us to understand and experience this amazing world of prayer in the same way. 

Saturday, August 1, 2015

Human to Hulk

There I go again.  My face turns green, my muscles start to pop out, and my clothes tear in half. I go from human to Hulk. Do I feel justified at the time? Of course. Do I feel guilty later? You know it. I realize the madness must stop but it comes out sometimes as natural as toothpaste from a fresh tube. One push of the anger button and I'm roaring.  Here's a few things that I have learned about fighting this anger monster:

1) You're not yourself when you're hungry (or tired, or thirsty...) Get some rest. Have a meal. Hydrate. I, personally, am a lot calmer in situations when I'm not physically stretched. Stress, and chronic illnesses can play a part, too, as well as digestive issues, which can contribute to irritability. Simply being aware of your physical condition can be half the battle. 

2) Note to self: You can't control the world. I find that anger can come out of a need to control your environment or people around you. We often can't control what's going on around us. But, God has given us the Holy Spirit who helps us with SELF control and taming our own tongue, which then helps us face the things that truly are out of our hands. 

3) Communicate when the waters are quiet. Express your heart and how you feel with people you tend to get explosive with. This, I think, can be difficult for people (like me) that tend to stuff their feelings and then one day let it all out in a fierce episode.  Think through what it is that you're really upset about. Are you angry that the trash didn't get out (again), or is it really that you are frustrated that the person doesn't take responsibility for the things that are theirs to care for?  Be brave and talk through it. 

4) Talk to God about it. Sometimes, it's the last thing we think of or resort to. But what a great Resource to pull from! He not only understands things from your perspective, He understands things from the other people's perspective and He also sees the grander picture. He is able to offer Peace and Comfort, but He is also able to shine perspective on the situation.  He may show you things about the other person you hadn't thought of, which might end up turning your anger into compassion and your compassion into prayer for that person.  Remember, God wants the best for ALL involved. 

5) Is there something else bothering you? Like the man who went home and kicked his dog after he just got reprimanded by his boss at work. I know I can easily let the things that bother me affect my relationship with others around me, especially the ones I love. How important it is to “Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.” 1 Peter 5:7 NIV If we don't, we're going to cast them on the people around us.

Consider, too, that it could be things you have suppressed. Maybe from your childhood. Maybe from 18 months ago that never got resolved. Get to the root of it before a tree starts to grow!

 
Remember, with God we don't have to despair. He truly can change us and make us new. I have heard many testimonies of people who say they used to be angry, bitter and ugly people and now, because of how Jesus changed them, they don't even recognize the person they used to be. God is in the Life-Changing Business and the sign on His Door always says, "Open For Business"! 
 

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Curtain Call!...Now Begin!

Imagine this: you are attending a concert and the show is about to begin.  But before one note is even played, or one line of the script is even read, every performer stands on stage in front of the audience and takes a bow. The crowd stands to their feet as they clap and whistle with great enthusiasm. The applause lasts so long that the audience must be prompted to stop. Then, they dim the lights, and the show begins. 

It's not the traditional way of doing things when running a performance. It's backwards, actually. Usually, praise comes AFTER a job well done. 
 
But this was pretty much the scene when Jesus came to John the Baptist to be baptized.  Let's recall it:
 
One day Jesus came from Nazareth in Galilee, and John baptized him in the Jordan River. As Jesus came up out of the water, he saw the heavens splitting apart and the Holy Spirit descending on him like a dove. And a voice from heaven said, “You are my dearly loved Son, and you bring me great joy.” (Mark 1:9-11 NLT)

Did you catch that? The Father's words were, "You are my dearly loved Son, and you bring me great joy.”  Other translations say it like this: “You are my Son, whom I love; with you I am well pleased.” (NIV) Now try to imagine Him saying it the way a proud parent would say it before a school concert: "That's my kid right there!  I'm SO proud of him! Wow!  Look at him.  He is really somethin'!" 

There is so much Joy in the Father's Voice, so much approval.  He is a proud Papa! And the kicker is, Jesus hasn't even officially begun His ministry yet!  His 'show' hasn't even started!  What is happening is the Father is applauding His Son before He even does one thing!

And God feels the same way about us.  Listen, God is thrilled to be your Father and thrilled about you before you do even one lick of service with Him.  Because He loves you with the same Love He loves His Son, He does not wait to applaud you either.  He is SO proud to be called your Daddy.  He is SO proud of who you are in Him and that you have received His invitation into relationship with Him. 

Now. Picture yourself standing before God.  What do you feel right now?  Shame?  Unworthiness?  Fear? Condemnation?  If you do, then let me encourage you to tell those voices to hush, because they might cause you to miss it. They might be drowning out the true Voice of your Father and what He is really saying: "You are my dearly loved son.  You are my dearly loved daughter. And you bring me great joy!!!"

Can you hear His applause? Can you hear the laughter in His Voice as He speaks it over you? 

It's become a cliché saying, but I want you to hear it in a fresh way today:

SMILE.  GOD LOVES YOU.
 
Smile at the fact that your name is written in the Book of Life.  Smile at the fact that YOU didn't do ANYTHING to deserve such a lavish Love.  Smile at the fact that you are no longer under the weight of darkness.  Smile simply because your Father has picked you up out of the mud, rinsed you off, put you back on your feet and put you in right relationship with Himself. 
 
Smile because He applauds you -- even before your 'show' begins! 

 

Sunday, May 17, 2015

The Gem

He held it in the palm of His Hand. I could see it from where I was standing. Sister, next to me, could see it, too.

"It's bright and beautiful," she leaned over and whispered in my ear. 

I could see it sparkling as it peeked out from Father's Fingers. The sunlight captured it and released its glory. A Gem of all gems.

"What must we do to see it?" I asked her, as my desire to see it grew stronger. 

"We must ask."

"Do you really think Father will let us see it?" I said, questioning His willingness.

"Of course!" Sister exclaimed.  "It's His good pleasure to give us the Kingdom!  He pulls out His treasures every morning and holds them in His Hands. And then He waits."

"Waits?" I asked.

"Yes, He waits to see if anyone will notice. He waits to see if anyone will stop long enough to ask what He is holding and ask to see them.

"But, there are many who don't notice, so they don't think to ask. Then there are others who do notice and desire to look at it, but they are afraid to ask. They think there is something they must do to get Him to open His Hand.  They think it's conditional and requires payment."

"What about you?" I asked Sister. "Have you asked Him to see His Treasures?"

Her eyes got big with the thought of it. 

"I never used to," she said.  "I used to be the one that never noticed.  Then I became the one that noticed but was afraid to ask.  But one day, as I was standing in His Presence, He saw that I was mesmerized by the sparkle.  I could feel His excitement as He smiled, leaned forward, and said in a jolly voice, 'I have brought out these Treasures from my Storehouse today just for you!' My heart leaped as He spoke. I was stunned to learn that the Treasures He held were actually intended for me."

"Then what happened?" I asked, hanging on her every word.

"I asked."

"You asked?"

"Yes, and I didn't have to give Him anything in return.  I simply asked."

We both paused and looked at each other with a smile.

"Go on," I said.

"Well," Sister continued, "He leaned forward with His Hand extended and opened His Fingers.  Inside was the most amazing gem I had every seen.  I must have stared at it for... what seemed like forever, and then He said to me, 'This is for you.'

"He GAVE it to you??" I said in disbelief.

"Yes, and I have hidden it here inside the deepest part of my clothing. See?"

Her hand went deep inside her jacket and she pulled out a sparkling, priceless Gem.

Looking closer at it, I said, "This is a different color than the one I see Him holding now."

"Of course.  His Gems come in all different sizes and colors, all different revelations and facets of Himself.  Each time we come to Him, He is holding a different Gem."

"Amazing," I whispered, as I looked back up at His Hand. "I think I'm going to find out if that Gem is for me."

 

Thursday, April 30, 2015

The Confrontation

The Wind and The Waves greeted me this morning.

"See how big I am!" they threatened. "I can take you down with one blow," they said, taunting me like a bully.  They puffed up their chest and stretched themselves high above me to intimidate.

I looked up at them and smiled. 

"Yes," I responded. "You certainly can try to take me down in one blow. But you forget who you're talking to."

"I'm talking to a Frail One." They huffed. 

"Ah, yes...." I said, looking off into the distance. "That is who I used to be...until I met the Great Navigator."

"The Great Navigator?!" they gasped. "We know Him.  He walks upon us. He knows our every move. He has Power to...to silence us!"

"That's right. And He's warned me about you," I said. 

"What has He told you??" they said, quivering. 

"He has told me the Truth."

"No!" they exclaimed. 

"Yes. He said your power is nothing in comparison to Abba's Hand."

The Wind and The Waves shrunk back as I spoke. 

"And He told me that any blow from your breath will only be used as fuel to take me where He wants me to go.

"AND He told me that you look bigger than you actually are. From His perspective, YOU, in fact, are the Frail One and it is I who am the Conqueror. Indeed, MORE than a Conqueror.

"See, the Navigator took me to the top of that Mountain over there," I said, pointing to the highest point." As we looked down, He showed me how contained you are within His Borders. He told me that even though it appears from below that you rule the Sea, you obviously don't. But, you know how to intimidate and have convinced many Sailors that you have the final say in their affairs. Many believe you are actually stronger than Abba. But you and I both know that you have no power than what is given to you from Him."

The Wind and The Waves trembled and pulled away from me. 

"Do not whisper a word of this Truth to anyone!" they begged. "We depend on our intimidation tactics!"

"I can not be silent, oh Wind and Waves!" I responded, as I felt new strength run through my body. "I will tell others and take them to the Great Navigator so they can hear it for themselves! Your lie is exposed. Conquerors will no longer fear as they sail the Waters with the Great Navigator because the Truth will set them free, as well!"

Saturday, April 4, 2015

The Silent Saturday

I've often wondered about that day.  The day between the Cross (Good Friday) and the Resurrection (Easter Sunday).  The silent Saturday, I call it. The Victory on the Cross had been won but Jesus had not yet risen.  It was the day that things were yet to be revealed fully in the natural.  What must had it been like for His followers? Death had brought a cloud of sadness. It seemed all was lost.

But it wasn't!!

Little did they realize what had really happened.  Little did they know what had truly been accomplished.  And little did they know that God was STILL at work. The silent Saturday was only quiet for those in the natural.  In the unseen world, things were lining up and events were taking place.

Many of us have lived through our own silent Saturdays with God. We've walked through days, maybe entire seasons, where God was silent in some ways.  He didn't let us in on the details of His workings.  He left things hidden.  He didn't disclose.  He didn't reveal. 

His silence left us wondering.

Is God aware?  Does God even care? Does He hear me?  Has He forgotten about me?  If He loved me, He would fill me in and not remain so quiet! 

But His silence does not mean He is not devoted to us and does not care about us.  His silence DOES NOT represent His activity.  See, God is always moving on our behalf.  He is FOR us, not against us.  But there may be things that He leaves undisclosed because, well, maybe we just simply don't need to know about them.  There are things I don't fill my children in on.  They trust that my decisions in handling the affairs of the house are going to lead to their welfare.  Even if they asked, they probably wouldn't understand if I started explaining to them the details of what I'm doing.  They don't ask me about how I'm handling the budget.  They just trust that I'm going to make it work so that there is food for them when they wake up in the morning.

God is always working us toward trusting Him more and more.  His goal is to refine our faith.  His goal is to get us to trust Him like a little child.  His goal is to get us to the point in our relationship with Him that we just trust He is handling things -- even when He doesn't tell us what He's doing and how He is doing it.

Silent Saturdays are God's gift to us.  It forces us to make a choice.  Will we trust Him even when He's silent?  Will we believe He is still moving and accomplishing things even if they have yet to be revealed to us in the natural? 

Rest assured.  Easter morning will come.  Things that are hidden will be unveiled.  But for now, we trust Him in the silence.
 

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Great Big Valentine Love

Valentine's Day is a day of reflection and expression. A day set aside to think about the people in our life that we care about. It gives us reason to pause for a moment in our busyness and ask the question: "How much do they mean to me?"

For the ones closest to us, our hearts may immediately bubble up with emotions. They mean more to us than our words can even fully express. Our whole hearts are wrapped around them. 

"How can I express it?" we ask ourselves.

We pen our love letters. We draw or paint our sentiments. We spend more money than we even have, to show just how much we love them. We go out of our way to make sure they know how deep our love goes. We are not afraid to sacrifice. 

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And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. (Ephesians 3:17-19 NIV)
                                        
Consider now, what God's thought process is when He reflects on how much we mean to Him? How much YOU mean to Him?

He sings His Love Song over us on a daily basis. He paints the sky with His artwork everyday to proclaim His Love. He spent it all. He gave His only Son, for God so loved the world so so very much! He went out of His way and continues to do so as He pursues each of us on an intimate, personal level.

How much do we mean to Him?  

We wouldn't be able to handle it if He expressed it all at once. He needs all of eternity to show us just how deep it truly goes. 

And so the question comes to us, as well. 

"How much does Jesus mean to me?"

Every answer will sound different. Some will shrug their shoulders. He is just a symbol to them. Some will avoid answering. Their self-condemnation is too great. They fear more than they love. They do not know that they can be free by simply saying yes to receiving His Love. Others will say they have never thought about it. And still others will say they have never even heard of Him. 

But some... Some will not even be able to put it into words as tears fill their eyes. For them, Jesus has become their everything. They know the depth of Mercy they have received and they realize they love Him only because they allowed Him to love them first. They said yes to the greatest Valentine's Gift anyone could ever give. Jesus means everything to them because without Him, their lives would mean nothing. 

So, I ask you this Valentine's Day: How much does Jesus mean to you?  


                       We love because he first loved us. (1 John 4:19 NIV)

Thursday, February 12, 2015

The Dance

He kneels down, putting His Hand over mine and the Sponge.  I labor in His Kitchen daily.

"Come away, my sweet one," He whispers in my ear, as he lifts me from the Earthly Floor. "Come with me."

His arms enfold me as He sways to the music that only He and I can hear. I feel the rhythm and move in sync with Him. I'm reminded in that moment why I said yes to Him in the first place. I'm reminded again that He remains my First Love.  

He has no agenda. He only wishes to be with me. He reassures me that I don't need to try to entertain Him. My fellowship alone brings Him great Delight and Joy. 

I feel the pressures of life fall lifelessly to the Earthly Floor. I can't remember what I was even worrying about 5 minutes ago. His eyes mesmerize me and all I can think of is Him. 

He slowly turns. We move as one. I realize He's a Hopeless Romantic. There is nothing I can do to ever make Him leave. I'm free to be myself with Him. He is in love with every inch of me. 

Then I remember the Earthly Floor. 

"I must get back to doing," I tell Him.

But without a word He holds me closer and twirls me around to the beauty of the Song. Joy envelopes us as we spin and spin. He holds my head steady as we twirl in waltz time. 

"Where are my enemies?" I think. "Where are my accusers?"

They are silenced. They are terrified. I am hidden in the arms of the Most High. They can not find me. 

"Lord, how I long to stay dancing with you forever, but the Earthly Floor is so demanding."

"Remain in my Love, dear one." He reassured. "Your labors should never separate us.  Our Love is your Fuel. It IS possible to Serve and to Dance at the same time."

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Saturday, February 7, 2015

Wrestling For The Bill

It's probably happened to many of us. You go out to lunch or dinner with a friend. You have a great time laughing, talking, eating and drinking. And then the server brings the bill to your table. Maybe even before the bill is placed on the table, you both reach out your hand to take it from the server.  Your friend is able to put his hand on it first, but you grab the other end of the bill anyway. You both look at each other and smile, knowing a tug of war over this piece of paper is about to begin. 

"I got. Don't worry about it." he insists. 

"No, I got it this time.  My treat." You respond. 

"No really. It's fine. I already planned ahead to pay for it." your friend says, holding his ground. 

It becomes obvious to you. One person will have to be the humble reciever while the other pays the bill. In that moment, you wonder what's harder: to pay the bill, or humbly receive?

Your friend reaches out his other hand and places it on the check and your hand. He looks at you and smiles and says, "The truth is, I paid for this meal in advance. This paper is not a bill, it's my receipt."

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God invites us to daily meals with Himself. (He is so eager to fellowship with us!) And though we may come and enjoy every moment with Him, we may still feel an obligation to 'pay for it' in someway.  But every time we come, He reassures us that there is nothing we need to do to earn it or 'pay into it'.  We begin to realize that simply receiving can be the hardest thing we ever do in our relationship with Him. 

Let God foot the bill in your life. Stop trying to pay for it yourself. The price is more than you can even afford anyway. Simply receive what God has said, humbly receive the word planted in your heart. He not only can afford to pay the bill, HE HAS ALREADY PAID IT!  There is nothing more that you can even contribute.  Just a "thank you" will do. 

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Blood Relatives

There's an understanding, for the most part, in the western culture. Friends don't pay each other's bills. Even best friends have an understanding that they are not obligated to financially support each other. But with family members, it's different. Parents not only should, they are required by our law to support their children up to a certain age. 


I'm so glad to have a friendship with God. But if I only view Jesus as my friend, I may be tempted to think that I must still take care of myself and have an "every man for himself" mentality. But I am more than a friend to Him. I am also the Father's daughter. Because of Jesus' work on the cross, we are now Blood relatives. And because I am His child, He takes personal responsibility for me.  I will never 'grow out of' being His kid. He promises to watch over me now and FOREVER. 
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Give your burdens to the LORD, and he will take care of you. He will not permit the godly to slip and fall. (Psalms 55:22 NLT)

For the strength of the wicked will be shattered, but the LORD takes care of the godly. (Psalms 37:17 NLT)

And this same God who takes care of me will supply all your needs from his glorious riches, which have been given to us in Christ Jesus. (Philippians 4:19 NLT)

I lift up my eyes to the mountains— where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth. He will not let your foot slip— he who watches over you will not slumber; indeed, he who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord watches over you— the Lord is your shade at your right hand; the sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord will keep you from all harm— he will watch over your life; the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore. (Psalm 121:1-8 NIV)

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

False Reality

Sometimes our dreams at night can fool us. They can seem so real that we are convinced they are reality.  Vivid nightmares are the worst. I have had such awful nightmares that seem so real that when I woke up I had to actually go and make sure that it really was a dream and was not true (like something bad happening to my children or husband).  The nightmare seemed real, but was not reality.  There is always a huge sense of relief when I realize that what I thought was so real was all false. 

There's a very similar thing that can happen spiritually. True Reality is found in Christ and the kingdom of God. Everything that is true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent and praiseworthy is found in the reality that Jesus gives us. But sometimes, I can drift off into a 'slumber'. My worry and doubt create a horrible new 'reality' for me that I become fully convinced is true.  It fools me as it sucks me downward and all my fears come to life.  For example, I may start believing that somehow God has left me. God doesn't care. God doesn't even love me. I'm not safe. I'm not really hidden in Him... None of that is true, of course, but my fears make it seem absolute real and true.

But, thank God that He is the lifter of our heads.  Thank God that He is able to shake us and awaken us to Himself again.  And when He does, we realize that everything that we have been experiencing, though it seemed so real, was all a false reality.

My ultimate prayer is that I no longer slumber, but stay 'awake' in his Hands. But if I do drift off into a 'slumber', I pray I will not stay there long. I pray that I will realize, even inside that 'dream state', that I am experiencing a false reality and to quickly come running back to Jesus who provides all clarity and Truth. 
 

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Poach-tential

There's so much potential in one little egg.  Just one large egg packs 7g of high-quality protein and many vitamins and minerals.  Webmd.com tells us: 

"The egg is a powerhouse of disease-fighting nutrients like lutein and zeaxanthin. These carotenoids may reduce the risk of age-related macular degeneration, the leading cause of blindness in older adults. And brain development and memory may be enhanced by the choline content of eggs." 
 
Wow. That's pretty impressive! Who knew something so small and unassuming could provide so much benefit??  Makes me want to cook one up right now. 
 
The thing with an egg, though, is that the only way to get to the good stuff is, of course, to crack open its shell.  No matter how we choose to cook it, there is no way around it.  An egg is only good to us when it's broken open.  By itself, it only has the potential to help us.  But placed in the right hands (the hands of someone who knows how to handle eggs), we can receive ALL its benefits. 
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As a believer, have you considered what is in you?  Do you know how much potential is inside you simply because you have allowed Jesus to dwell in you?  Do you realize that the same God that crafted the Milky Way of the universe is literally inside you right now even as you read this?  I don't think we can fully comprehend it with our minds, but the Bible tells us that what we have in us is TREASURE!

"But we have this TREASURE IN JARS OF CLAY to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us." (2 Corinthians 4:7 NIV)

Amazing, right!?  Like an egg, what potential we have to bring nourishment to those around us!  But also, just like egg, we can only bring benefit when we allow our lives to be yielded into the Hands of our Maker (the great Chef of our lives!) and the promptings of His Spirit.  The Goodness comes out as we yield to Him.

But some of us are fearful and some of us doubt. We hold back. We shrink back. We don't allow Him to handle our 'egg'.

Maybe we have forgotten.  Maybe we don't yet know it.  But I'll go ahead and say it now: God has deposited His LIFE within YOU.  Though we are fragile egg shells, we are chock full of nothing but pure nourishment-- meant to satisfy us and be poured out to others.

So, will you? Will you let yourself be cracked open so that the goodness of Christ can pour out of you?  Will you allow yourself to be vulnerable in the Hands of your Maker so He can feed the nations through you?  Will you trust Him?  Will you trust Him with your egg?