Thursday, April 18, 2013

So Wonderful





Psalm 139:14
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.


I just can't get this song out of my head.

There is not enough praise that can come from my lips to thank Jesus for His goodness in my life.
His love overwhelms me and shakes my world each and every day.
My only hope is that my life be a pleasing aroma to Him.

Jesus you are SO WONDERFUL.



Jesus you are so wonderful
So wonderful in all Your ways
The Highest praise is Yours alone
Cause you are so wonderful
So wonderful You are

And Jesus you are so beautiful
So beautiful as You outshine the brightest light
There's no one like You
Cause you are so beautiful
So beautiful You are

And my life will burn for you
Cause Your light shines in the darkness
I was hopeless and You lifted up my head
To sing for joy
With a song that broke the silence of my worship
Now I'm singing all the day
And forevermore, You will be adored
Cause You are so wonderful
You are so wonderful
 
 
 
 

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Bridegroom.



 
Well, hi everyone.
 I am sure most of you are well aquainted with me, at least my name.

Haha.

 I am the daughter of the famous blogger, Tammy Stelly.

 Not only is it an honor to be writing a blog on her blog page,
but it is pretty sweet to be her daughter as well.
 She is the best mother that I could ask for.
 If I was stuck with someone else, well, it would be interesting, to say the least.

Anyways, moving on.

I would like to share a little bit about what God has been doing inside me
and through me in the past seven months.

As some of you know,
I am in Master's Commission,
a college program designed to get to know the heart of God while learning how to make Him known.

I began my second year in September.
The first year of Master's Commission is all about you being poured into by awesome women of God and just figuring out who you are in God,
 although I believe you are never done figuring that out.
(That's just me though.)


The second year is dedicated to coming back as a leader and being a disciple in training.

 Disciple in training.

That's what God is molding me into these past seven months.

What a difficult thing it is!
Don't get me wrong guys, it's beautiful.
 Everytime I see these amazing women of God growing, changing, and transforming,
I look up to God and say, "Lord, thank you."

 However, I have to say recently I forgot that I needed to be filled up to pour out.

Then, I thought I got things right.
 I was praying. I was reading His word. I was loving His people.

 I said that I loved Him, but I felt like I was missing something.

 Sometime in March,
 I found myself being so distracted by future plans, by people, and by the opinions of others.
Anything that could get me off of His face, that's what I was looking at.

 There was a song I wrote in the beginning of my year, and it was about God telling me to keep my eyes on Him because there was nothing better to see....
He reminded me of this song and I couldn't help but feel convicted.

 I asked God to forgive me and to help me.
Then, He told me that He wanted me to be intimate with Him.

 Intimacy.
What does that even look like?

I remember feeling literally afraid of failing.
 I told God ,
"I don't know how to be intimate with people, much less you."

 It was a moment of honesty with myself.
How scary is it to just be honest to God, not in our thoughts, but out loud, vulnerable, saying...

 "Here I am God. Even though you already know my condition. This is where I am at."
 

The definition of intimacy is close familiarity or friendship; closeness.



Now that I knew what He wanted from me, I had to figure out how to give it to Him.

"Father, I love you!" I cried.

 "But how do I fall in love with you? I've only seen you as a Father, a friend, a comforter. But my love, my husband? "

My first year of Master's Commission, I was influenced by a girl named Mallory.
 She always talked about being in love with Jesus.

I got what she was saying.
I respected it and believed it to be absolutely true that God is our first love, but the idea of me feeling that way or experiencing God in this romance type way was just out of the question for me.

I am the girl with the walls.
I am the one who is stubborn.
I am the one who runs to the altars last, because I don't always want people to see me.
 I am not the falling in love with Jesus type.
I fear Him. I love Him.
 I don't fall in love.

Besides, every time I thought I was in love, I got it all wrong.
Intimacy was a fear of mine.
 Kinda still is.

But I must tell you, things are changing.

A few weeks ago, I was praying about being intimate with God.
I was also reading one of my books from Westcoast,
the online Bible college that I am a part of.

 I came upon a single paragraph titled "Intimacy with God."

Of course.

God is so crazy sometimes.

I read the first sentence.

It said,
 "The reason that people are afraid of intimacy is because they are scared that once that person sees everything about them, they will no longer like them."

I mean...what else is there to say?

 That statement was everything I needed to face.
Not only was it true, but it was me.

 I told God,
"Okay, this is me.
I am scared that You won't like me too much if I start drawing close to you
 in an intimate way.
I know that You will always love me God.
 But what about me is appealing? I sorta suck without You."

 Then, I thought about the relationships I had been a part of in my past,
 and the way that they drew me.

They took me on dates. They bought me flowers.

 So, I asked God to help me fall in love with Him.
 I need God to even want God.
Crazy concept.
We need God to want Him.
 Our flesh doesn't desire intimacy with God.

Intimacy with God is the exact thing that Adam and Eve had with Him in a perfect world,
yet abandoned it.
 
But why is it treated as though it was never given back?

The devil's plan is that his daughters and sons would never know intimacy with Him.
God created me to love Him,
but to also know intimacy with Him.

Like most Christian women my age, I have been thinking about marriage lately.
 But the more I think about it, the more I need to draw near to God.
If I don't understand intimacy with my Creator,
 I shall never be able to be intimate with a man.
 It will fail.
The marriage will fail.
 Being cutesy will only get me so far.
Being respectful will only get me so far.
 But intimacy...
 Intimacy is what will build the relationship.
 A closeness.

 The thing about intimacy though, is that no matter how much your groom pursues you,
 you must be willing to go with Him to the secret place.
 He can't make you come closer, but He can draw you.
 

I was reading Ezekiel 16,
which is God talking to Jerusalem,
the adulterous wife He calls her, because of all of her sins against Him.

 I thought it was such a beautiful picture of God's love for me.

 It's Ezekiel 16:8-14

 "Later, I passed by, and when I looked at you and saw that you were old enough for love, I spread the corner of my garment over you
and covered your naked body.
 I gave you my solemn oath and entered into a covenant with you,
declares the Sovereign Lord, and you became mine.
 I bathed you with water and washed the blood from you
 and put ointments on you.
I clothed you with an embroidered dress
and put sandals of fine leather on you.
 I dressed you in fine linen and covered you with costly garments.
 I adorned you with jewelry:
 I put bracelets on your arms and a necklace around your neck,
and I put a ring on your nose, earrings on your ears,
and a beautiful crown on your head.
 So you were adorned with gold and silver;
 your clothes were of fine linen and costly fabric and embroidered cloth.
Your food was honey, olive oil and the finest flour.
You became very beautiful and rose to be a queen.
And your fame spread among the nations on account of your beauty,
 because the splendor I had given you made your beauty perfect,
declares the Sovereign Lord."

He goes on to say how she has taken all of the items of beauty He gave her and prostituted them to "anyone who passed by."

As I read this, I was so burdened.
I thought God, how many times do I give my heart out to random people and witness, but I am hesitant to be intimate with You.
I am afraid.
 Wow.
Afraid of what He has given to me, the gift of intimacy.
 It is a gift!
I had been missing out on this entire characteristic of God because of my own fear.


Intimacy with God is something that I am experiencing lately.
 It is one of the most amazing things I have ever known.
It is not based on an emotion either.
 I am not always giddy to be in God's presence,
but I am finding myself more and more in love with His character.
 
 The emotions raging inside me are so incredibly flimsy, but God is my constant love.
 
Not only is He drawing me closer, He is whispering things to me in the secret place.
He is establishing me as a woman.
He is telling me that I am loved. And that is enough.

No amount of makeup, weight loss, hair product,
or anything can make me more appealing to God.

He saw me from the beginning and called me His own.
 
The question He has been asking me, I will pose to you who are reading this...
 
 "Love, why are you afraid? You were naked from the start. "

Exposing ourselves before God is not something to be scorned.
 
 When we show Him who we are, we are walking in complete freedom.
 
 
Psalm 139:1-24.
 "O Lord, you have searched me and you know me.
You know when I sit down and rise up.
You discern my thoughts from afar.
You search out my path and my lying down and
 are acquainted with all my ways.
Even before a word is on my tongue, before O Lord, you know it altogether. You hem me in behind and before and lay your hand upon me."

 
I do not believe that David ever regretted dancing before God.
 I can't imagine Mary feeling shame for washing Jesus' feet.
 
 Worship is not shameful.
 
I believe that by God calling me to intimacy with Him,
He is calling me to a place of deeper worship.
 
 Let's go there.
Let's stop being afraid of Him not liking what He sees.
He has seen everything already.

 It is time to take the coverings off and dance unashamed with our Groom.

 It is time for intimacy.

And with that, these are the lyrics to one of my songs titled "Bridegroom."

You may click the link below the lyrics to listen to the song.

 I pray that this has ministered to someone today.
 
 
 White dress
walking down the aisle
bouquet in hand
heart on fire
here I am
polished and new
ready to follow you
unveil me
unveil me so gently
Bridegroom, I do I do.

 
Bridegroom
http://youtu.be/9QLv3ZNJE2w

(Song and lyrics protected by U.S. Copyright)


It has been an amazing two years for Amber in her XMC experience!

God has given her the opporunity to reach out to people all over the United States
and also countries abroad, such as Romania and Italy,
 with the Gospel and the Love of Jesus.

God is pursuing His children!

As with any other mission field,
at home or abroad,
there is an expense.
            
Amber is in need of either sponsors or donations to continue her journey through Master's Commission to receive her Bachelors degree in Biblical Counseling.


There is a balance of $2,500.00
and we are believing God to provide the rest of her tuition by the deadline,
 which falls at the beginning of May.

If we could get 25 people to donate $100.00--it would pay off her balance.

We know God is capable of this!

If you are interested in sponsoring Amber or giving a donation towards her tuition,
(of any amount)
and have a question about anything,
please email me at tammy.stelly@yahoo.com.

If you can not give at this time, we would appreciate your prayers!


Sponsorships or donations can be mailed to:

Crossroads Church
150 Verona Drive
Lafayette, LA 70507

Please make checks payable to Crossroads Master's Commission
and
put Amber Stelly-XMC in the memo section.


Thank you!






Wednesday, April 3, 2013

You'll have to excuse me...

 
 
 
I walked into the room with my hair slicked down to my scalp
 and wearing my signature greasy Alfalfa curl on the top of my head.
 
I was doing my monthly "cover them grays" hair coloring.
 
(Yes, monthly. It's quite sad.)
 
My little guy notices me and says,
"You coloring your hair Mom?"
 
"Ugggh, yes."
I reply.
 
"What color are you coloring it?"
He asks.
 
"I'm coloring it brown."
I answer back.
 
"Well I thought your hair was already brown."
He says.
 
"Yes it is, but I am coloring the gray roots coming out, brown."
I explain.
 
"Oh Mom. You should be proud of your gray hair. You look pretty with it. You should just keep it the way it is. We love you just the way you are."
He says.
 
Oh. my. goodness.
 
We spend so much time making ourselves over...
plucking,
waxing,
coloring,
tanning,
makeup applying,
dieting,
 obsessing,
and whatever else we do,
 
when all along there are people around us who love us just the way we are.
 
Just. the. way. we. are.
 
Sigh...
 
I could write on and on about this, and maybe I will on another day,
but,
you'll have to excuse me...
 
I have to go hug my son for the rest of his life!
 
 
Song of Solomon 4:7
 
"You are altogether beautiful, my darling, And there is no blemish in you."
 
 


Tuesday, April 2, 2013

I can see God.




 
Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen:
to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke . . . 
Isaiah 58:6, NIV
 
The kind of fast God leads us into has the power to loose any unjust chains that bind us.
It also unties the cords tethering us to any yoke.
 
 
It's been almost one month since I have written in this sweet place I call home.
 
It seems like forever to me, but for good reason, I chose to lay it down for a few weeks.
 
I was struggling with some things. Really struggling.
 
I'd come to a crossroads in my parenting and homeschooling.
Things seemed to be getting the best of me in both areas and I began to feel it emotionally,
 spiritually
 and physically.

Have you ever been there?
 
I knew that something needed to change.
I knew that the change began with me, where I was and how I was reacting to things around me.
 
I had begun to slowly pull the reigns of my parenting and homeschooling out of God's hands.
 
I handed them over to him when I answered the call of homeschooling that He placed on my life almost two years ago.
 
But slowly, little by little, I pulled those reigns back from Him.
 
I began to work on my own strength and not His.
 
Those reigns eventually began to wear out and break,
 from the pulling and tugging of trying to do things my way.
 
I found myself at the final breaking point after I spent thirty minutes crying,
 locked away in my bathroom,
hiding from my children
 and all of the responsibilities that lay on the other side of the bathroom door.
 
I can't say that it was one big thing that got me there, but more like many little things.

I felt weighed down by all of the pressure to be.

Have you ever felt that way?
 
Things were a mess and I couldn't see things clearly.

The kids were constantly fighting with words or actions.
 I wasn't receiving much embrace from the kids when it came to their schoolwork. Actually, there was none. zero.
I was struggling with being "mom" and "teacher" and when to turn off the latter of the two and when to enforce my mom skills. I began to feel like a drill sergeant more than their Mom.
(Yes, there is a difference.)

Things were just all jumbled in our house and there was little to no peace or organization.

At times, I couldn't even see where God was.

You know why?
 Because I had shoved Him out of the way with my
"Okay, I got this. I can do this without you attitude."

Did He leave me?
Of course not. That's not even in His nature. He is ever present.
 NEVER will He leave me or forsake me.

I had just turned my back to Him, and got caught up in the fog of my self created storm.

Have you ever been there?
 
I needed clarity. I needed answers. I needed direction.
I needed God to sort through the mess around me and bring something good from it.
 I needed to once again,
surrender myself to homeschooling and parenting the way God had called me to.
 
My mind needed to be readjusted and transformed.
The way that only God could.


Ephesians 4:22-23
Regarding your former way of life, you were taught to strip off your old nature, which is being ruined by its deceptive desires. Instead, let the Spirit renew your thoughts and attitudes.


I felt God tugging on my spirit, pulling the reigns, drawing me back to Him.
 
I had contemplated doing a fast for a few weeks.
 
Let me just say, that I have never been one to be able to fast. Never.
 
I have tried and failed miserably everytime. Lasting only a day or two. If that long.
 
With that said,
 I knew,
that a fast was exactly what I needed
to be able to really see things for the way they were and for the way they needed to be.
 
The clarity I desperately needed was there for the taking.
 
But, I had to make a sacrifice to get there.


"And I set my face unto the Lord God, to seek by prayer and supplications,
with fasting, and sackcloth, and ashes: And I prayed unto the Lord God,
and made my confession... "

  Daniel 9:34

 
I decided to do the Daniel Fast.

Three weeks of fasting and praying.


Daniel 10:2-3
In those days I, Daniel, was mourning three full weeks.   I ate no pleasant food, no meat or wine came into my mouth, nor did I anoint myself at all, till three whole weeks were fulfilled.


It's not just fasting and praying, it's a deep spiritual experience to grow closer to the Savior,
seeking intimacy, answers and direction.

 
 The fasting part consists of
21 days of no meat.
No animal products of any kind.
(Also, no processed foods, chips, snacks, etc.)
 
Vegetables, fruits, beans, nuts, grains and water.
 
That's it.

Last but not least...no CHOCOLATE. None. Zero.
 
This was going to be a hard one for me personally.
 I went over and over it in my head and could only see the reasons why I shouldn't do it.
I could see myself growing weak very easily and possibly passing out.
 
I kept telling God the words "I can't".
 
I said it again and again to try and convince Him and myself that I just couldn't do it.
 
I was standing at the sink washing dishes one day,
 going over and over it in my head,
repeating the words, "But I can't. But I can't. But I can't", 
when God spoke to me and said...
 
"But I can."
 
 
2 Corinthians 12:9
Each time he said, "My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness." So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.
 
 
I began the fast on March 11th. 21 days from Easter Sunday.
 
Along with giving up meat,
 I decided to give up all grains.
 
I also decided to give up blogging on my personal blog.
 
Hence my absence here.
 
This was probably harder than the food fast.
 
My blog is like my 4th child.
It's where I go to be me.
 It's where I go to share all the amazing struggles and triumphs I walk through.
It's where I share my heart and all of the grace that God has poured over me.
It's therapy for me. It's my outlet.
It's where I have found great healing over the past few years.
  It's where I talk with God.
It's where I find sweet friends like you.
 
It's home.

Even though this blog has been a good place for me and a true gift from God,
it has also taken His place at times.

Sometimes we worship the gift over the Giver.

I'm pretty sure that was not what God intended when He spoke into my heart to begin writing my journey down.

This too needed to change.
 
I knew that if I was going to finally do a fast, I needed to make it count and give up not only the foods that were my weakness, but also the things in my life that were a weakness as well.

This blog at times has been a weakness.

 
I knew...
that a sacrifice wasn't really a sacrifice if it didn't cost you anything.
 
Doing the Daniel Fast was a sacrifice for me.
Giving up my blog was a even a bigger sacrifice.
 
The first few days of the fast were probably the hardest on me,
 not because of the food temptations,
but because my body was trying to adjust to its new way of life.
 
Honestly...
the fast wasn't all that bad.
 
It just became a way of life for me.
After those first few days, I began to feel energetic and full of life!

Each time I got hungry, I prayed. I read my Bible. I talked with God.
I thought of my children.

I pictured Him, in the garden of Gethsemene,
 the night before He was arrested and later crucified for my sake,
being tempted by the enemy.

I thought of Him drawing strength from His Father to be able to fulfill the ultimate sacrifice, for me.

I thought of His pain through it all.
And yet He prayed for me in that garden that night.
He thought of me. He thought of you.

I thought of His unending, unfathomable, unchangeable love.

I thought of the love I have for my children. I thought of the fast as a sacrifice for them.

And this...got me through.
 
I began to pray and talk to God in a way I never had before.
Our intimacy grew.
 I craved prayer time.

I began to crave  His Word. It truly is nourishment for your heart and soul.

Friend,
if you are in a dry season spiritually,
stop what you are doing right now...even if it's reading this blog and run to your Bible.
 Pick it up. Open it. Soak in all that it has to give.
Let the very words that God spoke pour over you with love and life!
It will revive you! I promise you!
 
I began to get the clarity that I so desired to have within the area of parenting and homeschooling.
 
I began to have all sorts of creative ideas and began to see the areas that needed changing.
 
I began to see...to finally see,
 the way God intended for me to depend on Him in the area of homeschooling.

It was as though God was wiping the blur from my eyes with every prayer I prayed in surrender to Him.
 
I began to pray each and every morning for each of my children.
 
And not just the usual "Guard their hearts, protect them" prayer.
 
I began to take time to pray for each of them in
specific areas that fit where they were at that very moment.

Each day, I layed them at His feet saying,

"Here God, they are Yours. They've always been Yours. You know them better than I do. Show me what they need. Give me the wisdom and words to speak into each of them. Show me how to be the mother You have called me to be. Let my life as their Mom be pleasing in Your sight."
 
My prayers as their mom became deeper and bolder with each passing day.
 
I began to see changes, even of the smallest kind, in each of them.
 
I began to yell less. Yes, I just admitted that.
 I began to talk to them in a way that even surprised me.

Peace came back to our home.
 
I began to feel different in every way. I became a better and stronger me.
 
It's all because I depended on God's strength and not my own.
 
Phillippians 4:13
I can do everything through Christ who strengthens me.
 
The fast definitely changed my life.
 
Fasting changed my perception by changing my focus.
~~Lisa Bevere
 
Not only is my spiritual mind different and I found clarity in my parenting and homeschooling abilities, but I found a new way to live.
 
I love the way that the Daniel Fast has taught me to eat.
 
I can't see myself ever going back to eating the way that I once did.
  
My body, mind and spirit all crave this something new.
 
I can see so many things in a new way.

I can see clearly now...

I can see God.
 
 
Fasting is not for weight gain or loss. Nor is it limited to natural healing.
 It is not designed to change the way we look and feel, but to change the way we perceive and live.
 A diet may change the way you look, but a fast will change the way you live.
A diet may change your appearance, but a fast will change the way you see; it will alter your inner perspective.
~~Lisa Bevere




I wanted to give a shout out to my sweet friend Christy.

(She is one of my faithful followers, daughter of the King, a very talented blogger, amazing mom and wife.)

Christy writes over at Life is Good.
Do yourself a favor and check her out!

Christy...

I opened up my blog to type this last night and saw your comment waiting to be moderated.
I laughed so hard I snorted. It wasn't even a dry snort, but a wet one.

It totally made my month of absence worth coming back!!

You are a jewel my friend.

I can't wait to meet you in person one day.

We will laugh until the sun comes up!!

And we will snort...yes, there will be lots of snorting!!

I love you.

Thanks for being you!

 

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