OF... MEN and MIS-TAKES... Thoughts and Things PART 1

    

Ex 2:12-13; so he looked this way and that way, and when he saw no one, he killed the Egyptian and hid him in the sand.

Over and Over again, I keep hearing the chorus “the greatest battlefield is in the mind.” Seldom does it occur to me what exactly this battle is about and who exactly wins. Some say we often lose the battles but the greater cause is the War, the war for your SOUL… your Mind, will and Emotions…… YOUR SOUL: the greatest contributor to the things you do eventually….. Of thoughts and things….. Of seed and fruit….. When thoughts become things.

It’s amazing how a prince who is often looked after by the royal guard is convinced that at this opportune moment he may be all alone. Was his search to see if any one saw him only an outward one? Or could it be that he wondered internally, looking one way and the other desiring that he find a better way to deal with the fierce battle that raved on the inside. Haven’t you been in a place where despite the multitudes all around you, No one seems to be with you? You look this way to your Facebook and that way to your WhasApp and not one seems to resonate with you….

Don’t we often look this way internally (thoughts) and that way externally (things) when we are faced with the daily battles of life…You will catch me sited silently in one place yet often times I will be looking one way or the other seeking what next step I ought to take. It’s a very common point that life’s battles throw us in, the point where we search for the quickest way out, not because we picture the end in mind but rather consider it the best way to put the battle to and end so we could move on with OUR LIVES……

AND WHEN HE SAW NO ONE………. oh! What a common place this is that men arrive to when we look all around us. It is one thing to look around and it is another not to see any one… I am often convinced that my way is the right way AND surely!!! how many times I’ve been wrong on that. Do we see NO ONE because we have our minds made up already? Do we see no one because we think we can handle it all by ourselves? Are we in a rush to deal with it and MOVE ON? OR do we always think that our present situation is the 1st of it kind and No one will be of help...... 

What was a thought is now presented the chance to become a thing….. That very moment in our lives when we feel trapped in this Web and believe that only by ourselves do we have the capacity to make decisions……… after seeing no one, .......... HE KILLED THE EGYPTIAN AND HID HIM IN THE SAND….

To be continued……. 

OF... MEN and MIS-TAKES... Stranger in my house

Ex 2:11-12; Now it came to pass in those days, when Moses was grown, that he went out to his brethren and looked at their burdens. And he saw an Egyptian beating a Hebrew, one of his brethren. ~ NKJV

Its amazing how when we are all grown, the story of our birth seems a little bit funny or at times sounds more miraculous than the life we seem to live. Have you ever wondered how Moses knew he didn't belong? Or did he ever go searching for his mother again? Growth in a strange place often carries within it a mark of "mis-identity". When in school and you are in a Physics class and History seems to be shouting your name from across the room, a part of you wishes you would just get out and live out that for which you have a common language, yet there you are stuck...

A friend of mine who happens to be a Gifted teacher of the word brought to my knowledge the interesting truth that the battle on the inside of Moses is the exact battle he found outside; The Egyptian beating The Hebrew... Interesting, no?

Have you seen something on the outside that seems to be one that you struggle with on the inside? It may stir up anger so often but what if it pushes you to more than just anger? IDENTITY... 
Identity makes you realize that there is a stranger in your own house, one that looks like you but seems more like "just the voice in your head"... Could this be God rightly positioning you right before what he desires for you? You enter a room and see only what needs to be re-organised and you fight the thought off saying "maybe am just picky" OR could it be that you have the gift to organize? You read this article and realize maybe my punctuation is a little bit off? or rather more than off... haha! MAYBE UR AN ENGLISH TEACHER *wink*....Well its interesting how what is chaos to one is an opportunity of ministry to another.

Often, when I listen to those that have gone before me in whose footsteps I would like to follow along certain lines (mentors, role models, my secret admirations, call them what you may), I discover that it was in those moments when they realized a situation wasn't right and sought a solution tirelessly on the outside that they eventually realized they carried within themselves the very solution they looked for... This wont happen for us all BUT shall we take a minute and meditate on what exactly appears as crisis around us? And it's not usually the BIG THING, it's the small things too. Perhaps as we do this, we shall find the strangers that have lived with us all this time...

Most men I meet at one point or another tell me of a stranger that was in them all along, something they never knew was them (or should i say in them)  or maybe that they could do.... As i write this piece, i see a clear reflection of one in me ........ Now it came to pass in those days, when Moses was grown............ GROWTH......That's it...... I believe somethings get clearer as we grow and even better how we grow.... The beauty of process. 

Do we change? or Do we Grow? Could it one leading to the other?... Too many questions seemingly few answers....

OF..... BEAUTY IN BASKETS (Finale).... Wisdom in Wording

Exodus 2:7-8; Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?" And Pharaoh's daughter said to her "Go." so the maiden went and called the child's mother.

How I wish that as this series comes to and end, a certain light be shone abroad in your heart concerning more than ordinary men shall comprehend. To God be the Glory now and forever more Amen.

Hardly does the bible say that the Pharaoh's daughter had discovered the baby's identity when  we see the girl speaking to her regarding who would best fit to nurse the baby. Was it that simple to get to one of Royal lineage? Could she have been so close that she had Pharaoh's daughter ask? Did she see from a far off where she was and heard wisdom in her speak that then was the time? Are you made to believe that to seek audience with Royalty was so simple a thing let alone by one of Hebrew blood?

I've been in several situations and places where nothing qualifies me to speak.... not my position, not my name nor my title, neither my skill nor my proficiency with the English language and all i could do was ask that favor be availed. If you have been in situations of similar nature, often times despite the cause at heart, you will be forced to back down, weighing yourself a little lighter than those from whom you seek audience. I believe, though this little girl may not have been told what exactly she ought to do if such an occurrence were presented, through observation she learned what she ought to say and when she ought to say it... "shall i go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?" Does the Bible leave out the preliminary stages of this conversation?? May be? Maybe Not?

To speak may be simple, and to speak the right words maybe rather challenging. However, to speak the right words at the right time - That is divine, i would refer to it as Wisdom being availed to a man from the Life giver. That I may learn to speak what is timely is my prayer every morning. Often times, when I listen to those that have gone before me that have met success or rather excellence in a field  in which I desire to grow, I hear the re-echoed phrases... WATCH WHAT YOU SAY.. DON'T BE CARELESS WITH YOUR WORDS.. For the most part, I am left in sadness from the thought of a time when I could have spoken right but I didn't. For the lesser part though, I am held in the thought of whether what I said ought to have been said when I said it. But to know that where I am heading could be one right word away spins a wheel within my mind. How I hope in yours too...
Teach me, oh Lord, that I may speak.. For when you do, it will be according to the right time.

LET THE WORDS OF MY MOUTH AND THE MEDITATIONS OF MY HEART 

BE ACCEPTABLE IN THY SIGHT, OH LORD, 

MY STRENGTH AND MY REDEEMER.

OF..... BEAUTY IN BASKETS 3.... Timing, Tears and Tenderness

Ex 2:5-6; Then the daughter of Pharaoh came down to bathe at the river. And her maidens walked along the riverside; and when she saw the ark among the reeds, she sent her maid to get it. And when she opened it, she saw the child, and behold, the baby wept. So she had compassion on him, and said, "This is one of the Hebrews' children." ~ NKJV

If you have been following the BEAUTY IN BASKETS sequel, I'm sure by now you know that each episode takes a new line .... I hope that in one way or the other you may see what is intended to be different verses with a same chorus to One song.. Shall we, now, proceed with this one?

Couldn't the maidens have seen the baby before Pharaohs daughter? Was she unknowingly directed to that point of the river at that time? Wasn't the Timing beyond one of a coincidental nature? Do you ever wonder if why you are where you are is as important as what you are there for? Or do certain things happen "FOR JUST"?

TIMING more often than not means everything as we walk in pursuit of the different things that define who we are. I often ask God to guide me that I may know why I'm at a place when I am at that place. However, the even greater prayer is that to those by whom I should be seen and those I ought to see, I may be as a Basket that can't be ignored. One of beauty that doesn't only meet the eye with satisfaction but also ignites a passion in the hearts demanding more than sight from afar off. I speak of Partner-ships, Friend-ships, mentor-ships and other ships that sail as baskets of beauty in the rivers of our lives, sometimes hidden within the reeds... Oh teach me to make the most of my TIME that I may apply my heart to wisdom.

TEARS.. Is to cry is to be weak? Could the baby  have spoken in a language beyond Human comprehension? ...and Behold the baby wept... Isn't it amazing that speech goes beyond words? Aren't there moments in life when tears speak louder than the clearest of words? Couldn't it be that when we seem lost in the pain and misery of the never ending whips of life that maybe we learn to speak the most amazing of words? NOT with the clearest of voices but rather with the finest of consciences. Isn't he in whose arms we lay able to discern the language where in we make the silent expressions of the heart known? when my heart grows faint and my mind screams pain, teach me.. that I may speak in languages so plain.

TENDERNESS.. Come to think of it, how often do the tears of others build compassion in me? I was wondering if such was with the daughter of the Pharaoh. In her arms, the baby lay but in her her heart he came to stay. Could this tenderness in her heart be the soil upon which his identity was sown? "This is one of the Hebrews' children." Didn't she know the decree her father had passed, that all infant sons maybe killed? HE prepares a table for me in the presence of my enemies...

As we wait, we wait on you, Oh Lord, often not knowing what to say and what turns we ought to take amidst the multitudes of crossroads on our Journey here on Earth. When Time goes by with Tears often nigh, may your Tenderness often bring that Sigh...

Concerning this thing, I pleaded with the Lord three times that it may depart from me. And he said to me... "My Grace is sufficient for you, for my strength is made perfect in weakness."