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Great Quotes From Oswald Chambers


“We are not asked to believe the Bible, but to believe the One Whom the Bible reveals.”  John 5:39-40

“We are called to present liberty of conscience, not liberty of view.”

“The Christian worker must never forget that salvation is Gods thought, not mans;  therefore it is an unfathomable abyss.”

“Every element of self-reliance must be slain by the power of God.  Complete weakness and dependence will always be the occasion for the Spirit of God to manifest His power.”



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“Have you not known?  Have you not heard?  The everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, neither faints, nor is weary.  His understanding is unsearchble.  He gives power to the weak, and to those who have no might He increases strength.  Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall.  But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength;  They shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.”   Isaiah 40:28-31

It was the winter of 1983 when I first heard these verses.  I was baby new in Christ.  I had just given my life to Jesus about 8 months prior, and was attending what I believe was my first Highschool winter camp up at Twin Peaks…Calvary Chapel’s conference center/Bible College, back in the day.

I remember everything vividly from those days.  I was so hungry for anything and everything Jesus.  Hearing the Word of God was like eating a delicious 5 course feast after starving in the wilderness for so very long.  I wanted it anywhere…all the time.  It didn’t matter to me who was speaking.  I didn’t know any of their names anyway. “Chuck who?…Richard whats-his-name…Raul?”  As long as it was about this “Jesus” who I belonged to now, well then you bet I’ll be there.

So, back to the winter of 1983.  My first Highschool winter retreat.  I was 17 years old.  Snow was falling in beautiful Crestline in the San Bernardino Mountains, and it was time for early morning devotions.  I remember trudging through the snow, sleepy eyed, but non the less excited for what I would hear when I got to the small, round auditorium.  I must have been a few minutes late, for when I got there the room was already filled with teenagers, and resonated with the beautiful sounds of guitar praise.  Oh, how I loved that.  It was like walking into Heaven.  Sounds corny, I know…but so real, and still such a wonderful memory for me.

Our singing came to a close, and a young, fresh faced, what I would have called  “surfer chick”, got up to give us the Word.  She sat right at the front of that little round stage (I know some of you remember it).  She didn’t sit in a chair.  She sat cross legged on the floor, and opened her bible.  She then read the above passage from Isaiah 40.  She didn’t give an incredible dissertation on the passage.  No three point study.  She just read it.  But, every once in a while…she would comment.  “Oh, can you imagine it?  It says we will mount up with wings like eagles, and run and not grow weary…and walk and not faint…”  She was so sincere.  So in love with Jesus.  The words she simply read were life to me, and life changing.  I remember thinking, “I wanna be just like her…cute, surfer chick, completely in love with Jesus, sitting on a stage, reading the Word of God to whoever wants to listen.”  Well…maybe not a surfer chick  😉 

I’m going through the book of Isaiah right now in my personal devotions.  So, when I got to this passage in chapter 40 it triggered this wonderful memory.  It brought back so clearly the simplicity of what it felt like…what it meant to only want Jesus.  To want everyone else to want Him too.  I’m feeling such a need for that First Love these days.  There’s too much trial and tribulation going on in these United States, not to mention the whole world, to not give people the simple truth.  It’s real.  It’s the only thing that will satisfy, and people are starving in the wilderness.  They need to know they can mount up on wings as eagles.  They can run and not be weary.  They can walk and not faint.

“Give me Jesus, give me Jesus.  You can have all this world, but give me Jesus.”

simply in love with Him


p.s.  No offence meant toward Chuck Smith, Richard Cimino, or Raul Ries…their names are well known to me.






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Fearfully And Wonderfully Made

For so many people, the holidays can be such an emotional and trying time. Some have lost loved ones. Others have been hurt on some level by family or friends, making it difficult to participate in the normal holiday fanfare. For some, the thought of approaching Thanksgiving and Christmas brings on a gamut of stress and anxiety. What with all the preparation and shopping, planning and finances…it’s simply overwhelming. Even if you haven’t dealt with a loss or some kind of hurt, for some…it’s just an emotional time.

My husband Chris has a great saying. “Feelings aren’t good or bad…they just are.” Why is it then, that our tendency as humans is to feel bad for feeling? Maybe you’ve heard someone say, “Is it wrong that I feel this way?” I hear people say that quite often. I’ve even heard myself saying it on occasion. Is it wrong that I feel this way? How on earth do you answer that question? How about this. “No, it’s not wrong that you feel that way…it’s just bad.”

O.K., maybe that’s not the best response. But that fact remains. We feel. Feelings just are.

Take for instance sadness. Some of us feel sadness more than others. You may not even need a reason to be sad, you just are.

How about depression. How many of us have struggled with it? In all honesty most of us have. It pulls you down and holds your heart captive. For some, that captivity is so familiar, it’s easier to stay there than to try to escape it.

And then the feeling of being overwhelmed. The pressures of life. Your job, family, friends. Financial pressures abound for so many of us these days. I hate to break the news, but I just don’t foresee money problems getting any better in these last days. It all can overwhelm.

Not to mention frustration, anger and regret. I’m sure I’m not remembering every single emotion a person can feel. Just thinking about it all can make me sad, depressed, overwhelmed, frustrated, angry, and regretful.

Now hold on. There is a light at the end of this post. There is One who is well aware of every emotion we could ever emote, and every feeling we could ever feel.

In Psalm 139:14, David proclaims,

“I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made, Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well.”

Fearfully and wonderfully made. Those words so speak of God’s love and control. Yet I can’t begin to comprehend the depths He went to, in order to form my very being. I mean sometimes I have feelings and emotions that I can’t even put a name or face to. But, HE CAN. The One who formed me…fearfully and wonderfully made me.

Verses 15-16 of Psalm 139 go on to say,

“My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.”

Oh ya, and verses 17-18,

“How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; When I awake, I am still with You.”

For goodness sake, just read the entire Psalm. Every bit of it. Over and over again.

The truth of the matter is, we are emotional beings. We feel. Sometimes we feel too much. Some of us feel more than others. Fearfully and wonderfully, we are who God made us to be. We live in a fallen world that doesn’t always play fair…especially with our emotions.

During those times when feelings and emotions run thick, let the Word of God be the sword that cuts through it all, and enables you to put a name and face to what you’re feeling. As we read and seek Him in His word, emotions are expressed and heard loud and clear. As a matter of fact…all of them. I need to know that I can find the Lord in everything I feel and experience.

Psalm 61:1-3; Psalm 73:24-26; Ephesians 6:10-18;
2Corinthians 10:4-5; James 1:2-4

…and so much more

“God’s Word has sustained me. There have been times when I have only been capable of reading a few verses at a time, yet the supernatural, life-giving power of the Word of God has given me strength to go on, even if only one day at a time.”

Anne Graham Lotz

Just as a side note. We had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Natalie’s boyfriend’s family came to stay with us for a couple days, along with our sweet friend, Rachel, from Napa. Many others from church came to eat with us on Thursday. What a blessing to have our home filled with the family of God. As for my “Green Bean Junk”. For all of you who have been asking what that is, I’ll give up the secret. It’s the green bean casserole recipe found on the fried onion can. There, now you all know.

Also, I did end up getting pretty sick the day after Thanksgiving. Apparently, though she doesn’t want to admit it, Natalie brought back a bug from China.

Don’t feel bad, sweetie…you got to go to China!


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Give Thanks

It’s almost here. My all time favorite eating day of the whole year…Thanksgiving. Our home may even look like that picture over there. Except I won’t be cooking the turkey this year, and I’m certainly not that old. Oh ya, and Chris doesn’t have that much hair on top. But, none the less, our home will be filled with fellowship as we once again open it to anyone who doesn’t have family or a place to go. What a blessing it is. We get to eat the best of the best of every ones favorite family recipes. I tell ya, the food is simply amazing, and there’s always enough for everyone to take home leftovers. I, of course, will prepare my specialty…..Green Bean Junk! Oh ya, it’s the best.

May we all remember the Father’s many blessings, and especially all He’s given us in Jesus.


“Oh, give thanks to the LORD! Call upon His name; Make known His deeds among the peoples! Sing to Him, sing psalms to Him; Talk of all His wondrous works! Glory in His holy Name; Let the hearts of those rejoice who seek the Lord! Seek the LORD and His strength; Seek His face evermore!”
Psalm 105:1-4


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Vacation?…I think not

I had the weirdest dream last night. Now, mind you, I’m not a big dream analyzer. Usually, if I have a strange dream, that say involves me being back in High School, late for class, trying to get my locker un-jammed. I then look down and realize I forgot to put my pants on…well, I’ll just chalk it up to what I ate right before I went to bed and not give it a second thought. But this one was, lets just say, deserving of a second thought.

It went a little something like this. My husband and I, our daughter, and our two sons, decided to have a family get-a-way at Count Dracula’s castle. Now, you might wonder where Dracula’s castle would be located in my dream. Transylvania? Or maybe on a mountain cliff, overlooking a turbulent sea? No, the castle was located right in the middle of town, of course. I kinda had the feeling we didn’t have to travel very far to get there. In other words, it felt close to home. The outside of the castle seemed ominous and castle-like enough. But the inside sort of looked like this old retreat center I’ve been to for women’s retreats. Lots of rooms, dark panelled walls, creaky stair cases. My dream even had a musty smell to it. Anyway, there we were, vacationing at the Counts castle. Its so interesting though, because I had no fear of being there. It was more of a feeling like, “Of course we’re here. Where else would we be?”

There are a few factors that I do need to point out about our stay. We never saw anyone else. We were the only ones visiting the castle. We never saw Count Dracula, but we knew he was there. And lastly, we couldn’t leave the castle. This didn’t bother me though, because hey…It was just a dream. Until the part of the dream where my husband informed me, in a matter of fact sort of way, that Dracula intended on making me his bride. That’s right…his bride. You know what I mean by “matter of fact”, don’t you? It was like he yawned and said, “Oh, by the way, you’re marrying Dracula tomorrow.” Well, the whole feel of the dream changed at that point. It was as though I woke up to the reality of the evil state I was vacationing in. I think I screamed something like, “We need to get the kids and get out of here!” But, of course it’s a dream, and we couldn’t leave right then. We were forced to wait until morning. When it did come (in the dream that is), I jumped out of bed and frantically began to pack our things, which were everywhere as though we had been living there for years. I then realized I needed to wake my boys and inform them of the desperate situation I was in. We needed to escape, and now…no time to waste. I opened the door to the room where they were sleeping. It too was a mess with piles of clothes everywhere. I told them to get up. But, once again, it’s a dream, so they sort of just yawned, and moaned, and rolled over. They do that when I’m trying to wake them for school in the morning. I’m not sure where my daughter was. I couldn’t seem to find her. I think that may be because she’s in China right now. So, I made my way back to my own castle room to finish packing so we could high tail it outa there. When I got back, Chris was up and about. I think he was getting ready to take a shower or something. I heard a noise coming from the window. I walked over and looked out to see what the commotion was. The castle courtyard down below was filled with towns people. All of them were cheering and waving flags. Some of them were riding on horse back. For what were they cheering, you may ask? They were celebrating the upcoming nuptials of Count Dracula and his new bride, of course. That was enough for me. There was no way I was gonna stick around to see the outcome of this dream. So, I woke myself up.

Now, like I said in the beginning, I am not a big dream analyzer. But can I just tell ya (my friend Mimi says that all the time)…Can I just tell ya I think there’s a great lesson in the crazy dream. My husband taught on spiritual warfare this Sunday morning, Ephesians 6, and I believe it may apply. Last Sunday he talked about identifying our enemy. Sometimes we can’t even see who or what our enemy is. We need to be so in tuned to the Spirit of God, so in His word, hiding it in our hearts, always steadfast in prayer, sitting at His feet, listening for His voice. Just as a soldier stands ready to recognize the appearance and tactics of his enemy, I too need to be ready to recognize the schemes and wiles of my enemy…Satan. It’s not always easy though. Hey, I felt pretty comfortable in Dracula’s castle, until I found out I had to marry the guy. I think I want to see it coming way before that. Praise Jesus! We have everything we need to stand in Him.

“For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places. Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. Stand therefore, having girded your waist with truth, having put on the breast plate of righteousness, and having shod your feet with the preparation of the gospel of peace; above all, taking the shield of faith with which you will be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked one. And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God; praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, being watchful to this end with all perseverance and supplication for all the saints.”

Ephesians 6:12-18

OK, In closing I just want to clear something up. My husband is the most wonderful, caring, valiant man I’ve ever known. He would never, ever have stood for me marrying Count Dracula. In real life he would have rescued me and our kids from that castle and we would have rode off into the sunset on those horses I saw down in the courtyard.

Oh ya, I also in no way endorse or believe in Count Dracula.

Man, this was a weird post.


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