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How Can It Be So Hard

How Can It Be So Hard?

Recently, I  have found myself in different situations where I needed to do something, learn something, or make a decision that I just couldn’t seem to figure out.  Aſter a period of time I would stand back and say to myself, "How can it be so hard?”  Sort of like seeing that little white ball sitting on a little wooden piece and all I need to do with a small club in my hand is hit  the ball. Now, tell me, how hard can it be? Just for the record, on some days it can be very hard.

You have your own scenario—maybe several—going through your mind right now and you are saying to yourself, “Well, just how can it be so hard?” It maybe something as simple as deciding what you are going to wear on a given day, or it
maybe a dilemma that has your stomach in a knot. I  think of a scripture in God’s word that tells us to trust in the Lord with all our
heart and not lean on our own understanding of things but in everything acknowledge  Him and He will direct our path (Prov.3:5-6). From that I can realize the God of this universe knows my understanding is limited so He tells me to acknowledge Him, which
defined is to recognize His existence, validity, or authority.  Then it tells me if I  do that, He will direct me in the path I need to take, or what I need to do. Yet,  I spend minutes, hours, even days trying within my own understanding to figure it out when I finally give up and acknowledge Him. How can it be so hard for us to do that?

When I DO acknowledge Him, He DOES direct my path. I then look back and say to myself, “Why didn’t I do that sooner?!”How can it be so hard to liſt up our eyes unto the hills from where our help comes from? How can it be so hard to call out  to our Father who simply wants us to acknowledge Him?

Oh what peace we oſten forfeit, oh what needless pain we bear because we lean on ourselves rather than acknowledge Him.
I would ask you to join me in acknowledging Him first, not last. Now, tell me how hard can it be?

Remember, I love you.

Evelyn

How Can It Be?

How Can It Be?
 
Since my last “Echo” to you, I’ve experienced some monumental moments in my life; applying for Social Security, receiving a Medicare card with my name on it. . . how can it be? Next, a birthday . . . me? 65? . . . how can it be? Then, June 27th—my last day in the secular work world—R-E-T-I-R-E-D . . . how can it be? How can it be? . . . but for the grace of God, His love, His faithfulness, His goodness, His kindness, His trust in who I am, His promises and all that He is. . .that is “how it can be!”
 
What can I say about this moment in my life? To put it into words, well, guess what? You should know how I will put it into words. ☺
Yes, you’re right, a song!
There's a roof up above me, I've a good place to sleep. There’s food on my table and shoes on my feet. You gave me your love, Lord, and a fine family. Thank you, Lord ,for your blessings on me .
 
Now I know I'm not wealthy, and these clothes, they're not new. I don't have much money, but Lord I have you. And to me that’s all that matters, though the world can not see. Thank you, Lord, for your blessings on me.
 
What I want to echo from my heart to you is that you can make it through your journey of life—all that it is and can be. How? Because He lives. And not just because He lives, but He lives in you! (I trust He does!) That’s “how it can be!”
 
Oooops, I almost forgot! (How can it be??? ☺)
Thank you for all the beautiful birthday cards, gifts, hugs, as well as good wishes for those days I don’t have to be at my office by 7:30 am!!!!! Yahoooo! 

Love from my heart,
Evelyn

Dead and Dry

 Dead and Dry

Do you ever feel dead and/or dry in your spirit? If your answer is “no,” I’d like to talk with you. It seems the course of life takes us into these periods of time.

As most of you know, we have just returned from a ministry mission in Mexico. The area we stay in, and the time of year we’re there, is very dry; and this trip was extremely windy. The dust got in our eyes, ears, nose, hair, clothes and, at times, I could feel grit in my mouth. It would also blow our papers in directions we did not want them to go. Not to speak of constantly dry, brown dirt which wasn’t what you’d call pretty. Occasionally we saw patches of pretty green grass that had been irrigated. Even if it was a small area, it stood out over the dry, dusty, brown dirt.

Most of the plants were parched, and some even dead; then we would go by houses that had beautiful plants in containers on the porches—obvious they had been carefully tended to and watered. This brings me to my point and what this reminds me of.

What can I do when I feel dead and dry in my spirit?

Psalm 22:15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; . . .

The scripture gives a remedy!

Isaiah 55:1 - Come, everyone who is thirsty, come to the waters! Also, you that have no money, come, buy, and eat! Come! Buy wine and milk without money and without price.

Isaiah 44:3 - For I will pour water on the thirsty land, and streams on the dry ground; I will pour out my Spirit on your offspring, and my blessing on your descendants.

Prov. 17:22 - A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

Eph. 4:14 - That we henceforth be no more children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the sleight of men, and cunning craftiness, whereby they lie in wait to deceive; . . .

I invite you to come with me to the water . . . 

Psalm 23 says, the Lord, our Shepherd, restores our soul; He leads us beside the still waters. While we are there we can drink and be restored.

Revelation 22:17 says, The Spirit and the bride say, "Come!" And let him who hears say, "Come!" Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him take the free gift of the water of life.

 

 

Dead and Dry

 Dead and Dry

Do you ever feel dead and/or dry in your spirit? If your answer is “no,” I’d like to talk with you. It seems the course of life takes us into these periods of time.

As most of you know, we have just returned from a ministry mission in Mexico. The area we stay in, and the time of year we’re there, is very dry; and this trip was extremely windy. The dust got in our eyes, ears, nose, hair, clothes and, at times, I could feel grit in my mouth. It would also blow our papers in directions we did not want them to go. Not to speak of constantly dry, brown dirt which wasn’t what you’d call pretty. Occasionally we saw patches of pretty green grass that had been irrigated. Even if it was a small area, it stood out over the dry, dusty, brown dirt.

Most of the plants were parched, and some even dead; then we would go by houses that had beautiful plants in containers on the porches—obvious they had been carefully tended to and watered. This brings me to my point and what this reminds me of.

What can I do when I feel dead and dry in my spirit?

Psalm 22:15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; . . .

The scripture gives a remedy!

Isaiah 55:1 - Come, everyone who is thirsty, come to the waters! Also, you that have no money, come, buy, and eat! Come! Buy wine and milk without money and without price.

Isaiah 44:3 - For I will pour water on the thirsty land, and streams on the dry ground; I will pour out my Spirit on your offspring, and my blessing on your descendants.

Prov. 17:22 - A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.

Eph. 4:14 - That we henceforth be no more children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the sleight of men, and cunning craftiness, whereby they lie in wait to deceive; . . .

I invite you to come with me to the water . . . 

Psalm 23 says, the Lord, our Shepherd, restores our soul; He leads us beside the still waters. While we are there we can drink and be restored.

Revelation 22:17 says, The Spirit and the bride say, "Come!" And let him who hears say, "Come!" Whoever is thirsty, let him come; and whoever wishes, let him take the free gift of the water of life.

 

 

The Light

 

There are so many beautiful Christmas hymns each of us enjoy during the Christmas

season. One has a line that says, “Light and life to all He brings, Jesus, Savior,

Heavenly King.” We live in a world filled with so much darkness but it is wonderful

knowing God sent His son, Jesus, to be light and life in this dark world. Let HIM

light your way!

As I say Merry Christmas to you I will add, “I’m glad I know who Jesus is . . . He’s

more than just a story, He is the King of Glory, I’m glad I know who Jesus is.”

 

Love from my heart,

Evelyn

Holy Delight

I would like to “Echo” a piece I received from one of our missionary friends . . . it is

most powerful. I trust it will speak to your heart as a reminder of the Mighty God

we serve.

“My Holy Delight”

by Augustine of Hippo (A.D. 354-430)

“You, my God, are supreme, utmost in goodness, mightiest and all-powerful, most

merciful and most just. You are the most hidden from us and yet the most present

amongst us, the most beautiful and yet the most strong, ever enduring and yet we

cannot comprehend You. You are unchangeable and yet You change all things. You

are never new, never old, and yet all things have new life from You.

You are the unseen power that brings decline upon the proud. You are ever active,

yet always at rest. You gather all things to Yourself, though You suffer no need.

You support, You fill, and You protect all things. You create them, nourish them,

and bring them to perfection. You seek to make them Your own, though You lack

for nothing. You love Your creatures, but with a gentle love.

You treasure them, but without apprehension. You grieve for wrong, but suffer

no pain. You can be angry and yet serene. Your works are varied, but Your purpose

is one and the same. You welcome all who come to You, though You never lost them.

You are never in need yet are glad to gain, never covetous yet You exact a return

for Your gifts. We give abundantly to You so that we may deserve a reward; yet

which of us has anything that does not come from You?

You repay us what we deserve, and yet You owe nothing to any. You release us

from our debts, but You lose nothing thereby. You are my God, my Life, my holy

Delight, but is this enough to say of You? Can any man say enough when he speaks

of You? Yet woe betide those who are silent about You! For even those who are

most gifted with speech cannot find words to describe You.”

 

Never This Way Again

 Since “Echoing” in the June newsletter both Pastor and I had a birthday. We are now one step closer

to Medicare. Up to this point of time we’ve “earned” many discounts. Strange emotions came when we

became “official” seniors. I loved when businesses would never question Pastor about his qualifications

for “senior discount” but often I got the look as to my qualifying. On some occasions Pastor would

come to my rescue saying, “Yes, she’s senior.” (Sorry dear! I can’t help that you are “much” older and it

is readily recognized!)

Well, birthdays are over and we’ve reached 64 years. I sit back trying to connect with reality that I’m

truly in a different chapter of life.

During our vacation, traveling via car, we saw many beautiful sights. Along the way I saw something

that once again struck the reality button of life and reminded me, “I will never be this way again.”

I saw at least three OLD houses in fields—weeds, grasses all covering a place where life had been

lived out. You’ve seen such in some of your travels. It stirred me back to the thought: I will never be

this way again. Very sobering. 

We must take life more seriously, we must serve the Lord much more seriously, and we must do our

very best each day. 

To our young families, I cannot admonish you enough to put into your children’s lives the things of

true importance—things that will make the difference in their lives for eternity! Deut. 11 tells us (vs. 19):

And you shall teach your children, (God’s commands) when you are sitting at home, when you

walk by the way (when you are out and about), when you lie down and when you rise up.

What are the priorities of what you are pouring into your children’s lives?

To each of us, what are we doing with life to make the journey the best it can be? Because . . . we

will never be this way again!

What can I give?

I heard a recent sermon, “What time is it?” Perhaps you heard it too! A common statement these days is, “It’s getting close to Christmas time!” To follow is the comment, “Have you finished your shopping?” Both of those set me in a panic then I’m haunted by my Pastor’s voice saying, “What time is it?” The answer to the question …..The time is N-O-W. The moment is all I have.  But ….in this moment I have been thinking about my gift list.  Allow me once again to refer to a song, “What can I give to the King? Give to the One who has everything? What can I give? What gift can I bring? What can I give to the King? What can I Give to the King?” Our family is trying to make a conscious effort to use wisdom in our gift giving to each other. We are all so very blessed so the gifts we give are above and beyond need. Our gifts to the King, where are they on our list. I hope they are not lessened or removed. I trust we will all honor Him with our giving. Oh, by the way, our giving is more than our monies. There are many ways we give to Him that don’t cost us a thing. Well, yes, there is a price, we give of ourselves but look what He gave for us! What time is it? It’s Christmas time in the city ……… Joy to the world! The Lord has come; Let earth receive her King. Let every heart prepare Him room, and as we do, go, tell it on the mountain that Jesus Christ is born! I pray your Christmas will be blessed in every way.

Evelyn

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