"Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, in all the places you can, to all the people you can, at all the times you can... as long as you ever can..."Father, I magnify Your Name for blessing me in so many ways....
OK. Giving. Lets think about this for a second. In life, from day to day, we dont often think about what we do or dont give, how often, or really what it means to Yah, and to that specific person we offer things to. If it happens that we think a great deal about what we are going to share with whomsoever YHVH has laid upon our hearts, the act seems more sacred-both to us, and to the receiver. Sometimes, though, the task of bestowing a gift to someone ( a spiritual gift) is thankless, and seemingly less meaningful... that is... less meaningful to the receiver. But not to Abba.
Allow me to explain.
This week has been a week that has seemed to last a thousand years... On Sunday, I received a call from a friend who does home-health care. She was in need of a temporary helper for a client of hers: a care-giving job, day and night, until the middle of this next week. After some prayer, and talking with my parents, I excitedly offered my help. And to say the least, I am glad that I did, even though I didn't at the time realize just how much giving was involved. The week passed by slowly-the nights even slower. It was packed with learning experiences and the act of giving up every bit of time that you think you have, to another person. Just between us, I feel like a house-wife and mother... always listening for an infants cry, always on her toes for when her spouse may need her. The kind woman that I work for is patient when she corrects or helps me, and I pray that somehow I might be a blessing to her in return.
Still, only Yah's Word has been the Rock that I fall back on when I dont feel like I can give any more.
"Let each one give as he has made up his own mind and purposed in his heart, not reluctantly or sorrowfully or under compulsion, for Elohim loves (He prizes, He takes pleasure in, He is unwilling to go without) a cheerful (a joyful, 'prompt to do it') giver, whose heart is in his giving." 2 Corinthians 9:7
I am confident that this is preparing me for future times of giving; preparing me for my eventual destiny as a wife and mother. If it is YHWH's will, He will learn me and teach me through this wonderful, bittersweet experience. I am praying for all of you, my brothers. May these words kiss your soul.
OK. Giving. Lets think about this for a second. In life, from day to day, we dont often think about what we do or dont give, how often, or really what it means to Yah, and to that specific person we offer things to. If it happens that we think a great deal about what we are going to share with whomsoever YHVH has laid upon our hearts, the act seems more sacred-both to us, and to the receiver. Sometimes, though, the task of bestowing a gift to someone ( a spiritual gift) is thankless, and seemingly less meaningful... that is... less meaningful to the receiver. But not to Abba.
Allow me to explain.
This week has been a week that has seemed to last a thousand years... On Sunday, I received a call from a friend who does home-health care. She was in need of a temporary helper for a client of hers: a care-giving job, day and night, until the middle of this next week. After some prayer, and talking with my parents, I excitedly offered my help. And to say the least, I am glad that I did, even though I didn't at the time realize just how much giving was involved. The week passed by slowly-the nights even slower. It was packed with learning experiences and the act of giving up every bit of time that you think you have, to another person. Just between us, I feel like a house-wife and mother... always listening for an infants cry, always on her toes for when her spouse may need her. The kind woman that I work for is patient when she corrects or helps me, and I pray that somehow I might be a blessing to her in return.
Still, only Yah's Word has been the Rock that I fall back on when I dont feel like I can give any more.
"Let each one give as he has made up his own mind and purposed in his heart, not reluctantly or sorrowfully or under compulsion, for Elohim loves (He prizes, He takes pleasure in, He is unwilling to go without) a cheerful (a joyful, 'prompt to do it') giver, whose heart is in his giving." 2 Corinthians 9:7
I am confident that this is preparing me for future times of giving; preparing me for my eventual destiny as a wife and mother. If it is YHWH's will, He will learn me and teach me through this wonderful, bittersweet experience. I am praying for all of you, my brothers. May these words kiss your soul.
yours respectfully~~ Rahel
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