'The Wonder of {Him} Jesus!'

The Wonder of Him

I was sitting here meditating on the awesomeness of the Lord and this song came on. Part of the lyrics speaks of God dancing over us, and singing over us even though we are not aware. Have you ever thought about that?

Do you wonder what the power of the Lord dancing over you would be like? How His thoughts of you are just so loving and pure. What song would He choose to sing all around you? Would it be a tender love song or maybe a ‘I know your inner most heart’s desire’ ballad?

So much goes on in our busy day to day lives that most of us never ever make the time to meditate and ponder on the goodness of the Lord. We seem to call only when we are in need of something. Yet He still thinks about us throughout the day. Always dancing, singing and loving on us.

Make some time today and get to your quiet place, close your eyes and reflect on His greatness in your life. Recall the times when you knew not what to do about a certain situation and all of a sudden as if with the breath of the wind this perfect peace, His perfect peace gently robed you with the warmth of the sun. Romans 1:20, “For the invisible things of Him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, [even] His eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse.”

Look up into that endless sky and look for His messages. He will answer you when you seek Him with your whole heart. Whatever you are in need of no matter what it may be, just come to Him. Lay your burden down, rest for a while in His arms. Open your heart to those areas that are aching and bruised and allow Him to take into His beautiful hands and apply the healing Balm of Gilead.

Don’t rush away; linger in His care for that is where you will find the answer to all that you seek. If it’s not the answer you were expecting be assured that it’s the best answer He has and His ways are always the right way.

Make this week ahead the greatest you’ve had in a long while. Take some time to just stand in the sun and feel His warmth. Receive the breezes He sends and rejoice that He is there with you. Pick the flowers along the roadside and don’t forget how they were positioned in just the right place for you to see. Do not let anything hinder your pathway to your secret place. Make that time the most sacred time and never miss His leading. Come, can’t you hear Him speak it.

Love and Hugs,

CeCeJo

CeCe’s Tidbits:
Finite understandings cannot perfectly know an infinite being; but, blessed be God, there is that which may be known, enough to lead us to our chief end, the glorifying and enjoying of him; and these things revealed belong to us and to our children, while secret things are not to be pried into, Deu. 29:29. {Taken from the commentary in the Blue Letter Bible on the Scripture in Romans 1:20}.

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'The Puppy Talks'.....

The Puppy Talks…..

It still amazes me how the Holy Spirit continues to comfort us even in our dry places. For some time now that’s been where I have been. I’ve been waiting for the rain to come and the dryness to be quenched by His total engulfment of my spirit and every dry area soothed by His gentle rain. Psalm 143:6, “I lift up my hands to you in prayer; like dry ground my soul is thirsty for You.”

Then, just in that instant you seem unprepared, swoosh here comes the flood of His Spirit. You are frantic for anything that you can grab to write on. And then, you hear that sweet, gentle, whisper … “Nothing is needed just listen.” Job 26:14, “These are only glimpses of what He does. We only hear a whisper of Him! Who can understand the thunder of His power?"

For several weeks now Grace has been praying for a puppy. I keep telling her, “We have Ruth and she’s your puppy.” She’s persistent, somehow she knows that Ruth is not a puppy and that’s what she has her heart fixed upon. One day about 2 weeks ago her Grandma came to visit and she had a new puppy that someone had just given her because they could not take care of the dog any longer.

Here’s this 3 year old child, whose been taught about prayer since she could understand standing out in the middle of her front yard and she just looks up to heaven and says, “Deesas I have puppy too peas. I promust I take care of it. Tank You Deesas.” I’m gazing at the sky with her, because she always says, “Dandie you pray wit me.” As we were praying for that request our landlords son drives up, just to say hello to his momma.

David speaks about the puppies he and his wife have for sale. Well of course these are a little out of our spending limit, but God’s resources are unlimited. He happens to ask us why Grace does not have a puppy and I casually say, “Well she has Ruth and maybe when Ruth gets a bit older we will get her one.” Of course this man is no fool, so he inquires about Ruth’s age. “She’s a young 10,” I exclaim. He just smiles.

Well he begins to tell us about the puppies they have for sale. I really was not listening; you know how the devil kinda blocks your hearing when the Lord is trying to speak in your behalf? Well I got kinda perturbed and I said, “David we appreciate you getting Gracie excited about puppies however, we are not in the financial range to purchase one that has a $350.00 price tag.”

He replied, “Well ours are sold but I will definitely keep my eyes open for a small pup that will be perfect for Grace.” Now I’m hiding my face in shame. After he leaves I was speaking to his mom who by the way is also our landlady. She says, “CeCe you are just going to have to lay down that old pride of yours and allow God to move in that baby’s behalf.” … “She prayed and believed God for a puppy and by God she will get that perfect one.”... “You just stay out of God’s way!”

By this time I am feeling this lump in my throat; however, I just suck it in and go on. Next afternoon we hear this horn blow and my daughter and ‘oh yes Gracie’ run to the front driveway to see who our visitor is. A couple minutes later my daughter runs in toting this puppy and leash. She says, “Momma look at what Mr. David gave Grace!” I took one look at this puppy and I immediately got concerned with ‘pooping in the house’, ‘extra food’, you know all the ‘important’ things about having a dog came to mind ‘tsk’, ‘tsk’.

In comes Grace squealing, “Gandie, Gandie ook at my poppy, Deesas give me dat!” NOW how are you going to reason with that statement? I stayed inside the house, contemplating all the extra work now we have 2 dogs instead of 1 and the larger cabin is not ready yet so ‘oh my my’ what are we going to do? Just then David comes in, Gracie at his heels, dog in tow. And here I sit, wanting to crawl into the nearest crack in the floor and then this man speaks something I will never forget.

“CeCe, I hope you did not mind, but after I left the Holy Spirit dropped into my spirit that I needed to give Grace the puppy that I had chosen for myself because she is a special little girl and she needs a special puppy,”… “This dog was mine and I wanted her to have him, he’s 3 months old, he won’t get any bigger, he’s outside trained but should not be hard to inside train, he’s a miniature pincher / rat terrier and he’s a great watch dog.”

So how do you follow that one? You don’t! I was speechless. All I could say was, “Thank you so much for thinking about her.” He leaves and I still have this focus in my mind that this is not the dog that I envisioned. Just then the Holy Spirit whispered, “It was not for you my child but for ME to grant the request of that child.” … “If you can remember she asked ME for a puppy NOT you.”

Now I am in tears, I glance over to where Grace has this tiny puppy in her arms. He’s looking so lovingly into her eyes as she pets his head and says, “Tank You Deesas, he is booteful.” And she blows Him kisses. His name? Rockie!

Over the next few days this young puppy gains so much appreciation from me. He follows her everywhere. She has his leash and he just toddles around wherever she leads. What I begin to notice is the conversation between the two of them. Grace talks constantly with Rockie and he just looks up at her as if he understands. She shows him all the good places that he is allowed to go and also shows him the bad places he is not to go. All the while just toddling around beside her.

Then this morning, in one of those most indisposed places ‘boom’! Revelation! Have we forgotten how we are supposed to always listen to our Master? Just like Rockie was listening to Grace. Intently listening to each and every word He speaks. Never questioning His authority just simply following His commands and obeying His Word. Allowing Him to show us the good and also warn us of the bad. Always staying close to Him as Rockie stays close to Grace. Turning down the audio so we can hear His whisper.

Now those of you who are advanced passed this stage of revelation praise God! I chose a long time ago to allow the Lord to use anything He had to get my attention and also speak His messages. This time he used a tiny little girl and her tiny little dog….. What a powerful message that was for me!
Father God, thank You once again for Holy Spirit revelation. Lord at times we are so concerned with the cares of this life that we often forget the ‘simple’ things and we do You an injustice by not listening to Your every word! Please Father forgive our busyness and release upon us that ‘child-like’ spirit of understanding and submission. In Jesus Name…..Amen

May you see Him in the simple things and may the simple things excite you enough to expect to hear Him where ever you are!

Love and Hugs,
CeCe


Late-Night Lesson:

Thank God for Every Midnight Call
So I close by saying this to you who are taking up the service of the winter. Thank God for every call that reaches you. Thank Him for the opportunity of toil. The hour may come for you when it is midnight, just as it came to the host in our parable. The hour may come when heart and flesh are weary, and hope is dim, and courage is decayed—and in that very hour, for aught I know, the hand may be heard knocking at the door. But if these claims awake you to your weakness, and make you feel anew your need of God; if they send you out from your own self-sufficiency to lean upon His grace and on His love; why then, my brother, all your happy holiday, and all your remembrances of the purple heather, will not be such a blessing to your heart as the burden and the service of today. "Commit your way to the Lord .... and he shall bring it to pass." Come now, and cast your burden on the Lord. Take up your service, whether in church or city, no matter how impoverished you feel. There is One whose store is always overflowing, and He is willing to give you of His best; and men will be blest in you and call you blessed, just because they make you lean on God.


Have A Totally Blessed and Awesome Day!

My Motivation To Write ... "The Wind Carries His Whisper"

My Motivation To Write ‘The Wind Carries His Whisper’ …

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Many people have come into my life throughout these past 4 years. Many have asked me several times exactly what motivated me to write this book. There have been so many questions and even some speculations about my motives.


I wanted to take this time to finally discuss my passion not just for the blessing to be called an 'author', but also to be called a 'Scribe' of the Lord's.


I have always possessed the passion to write. However, is wasn't until the early summer of 2005 that I was actually able to visualize that passion as not only from my own inner being but also a heart's desire of mine and also of the Lord.


Many times along this road of brokenness I have come across a book or maybe an article or just maybe a selection of words on a page; and those words were either going to be death or life for my inner being. I know that many of us as we travel along our journey called 'life' have needed some encouragement.


I always find it easy to minister to those of mature age. However, my whole outlook towards encouragement took a major turn in another direction when the 'inspiration' for this book was brought into my life by nothing less than the miracle of 'birth'.


In May of 2005, in the heat of the southern summer, little Melody Grace was born and my life and the lives of all those that she was to meet have been changed, altered, rearranged and we have never been the same!


In the early part of her second year with us we discovered some social issues. It seemed as though she was withdrawing into herself. She no longer would verbalize her needs and she was pulling away from all outside contact. I knew some about what I began to perceive we were facing, but I could not get the 'back-home' country doctors to do any type of testing on this precious child!


I began to notice her likes and dislikes. I also began to notice that she adored music. Not just any kind, but worship music. Even though she would not verbalize her delight; whenever that music was on she would just light up and crawl over to the stereo and dance. She was 14 months old and was not walking nor talking, however, that never stopped her from reaching the source of that music.


Over a period of 31 days the Lord began to give me divine insight into how to reach this tiny girl with His love and His heart. That desire has always been on the top of my heart and I began to just sit and listen to the Holy Spirit. Each day brought a new devotion and a new way of learning for Grace and for me.


I had been a student of the Lord's for a long while before Grace entered my life. What I learned through these expressions was I had somewhat ceased to be amazed at the awe of what the Lord was doing. Not only in my own life, but also in the lives of those that He sent across my path to minister to.


My heart had not grown cold towards Him but I had become somewhat religious in my perception of His Majesty and majestic ways. God has never been just a 'so so' thing in my life. He was my life and the reason I was alive.


What I discovered was that my passion for the things of the Lord had become lack. I felt that I had seen and experienced everything that could utterly amaze me so I was in that place of complacency and my 'child-like' faith and love for His miracles had grown cold.


My first lesson came even before I was to begin writing the book. I was to define a miracle in my own terms. What I perceived as a miracle was transformed completely under His glorious majesty and revelation.


The World's Greatest Miracle happened 2000 years ago on Calvary when God so unselfishly gave His Son Jesus to die on the cross for our sins! Jesus is a miracle, and so was the birth of this little baby.


What Grace brought back into my life was the 'child-like' wonder of the ways of God and His wonderful love and compassion for all that need Him. At that very moment it seemed as though a light when off in my head. Come to me as a little child, not like a child but 'as' a child. See Me with the 'child-like' wonder that amazes each and every little-one.


I was lacking that child-like faith, wonder and amazement in my life that causes 'us' His children to just stand in awe of even His simplest of miracles. Not 'childish' but child-like. I finally received the revelation and during those times in the front yard with Grace under that beautiful southern sky God revealed Himself to me is such a beautiful, easy way that I was more than able to teach Grace all about Him, and learn ever more myself.


What I’ve learned from writing these inspirations is that most time when we wish to hear God we are listening for a ‘loud’ voice when all we really have to do is be receptive of His faintest whisper.


God speaks through all that He has created. Not only through the thundering harshness of a turbulent storm , but also through the gentle flutter of the hummingbird's wings. We have to be open to hear whatever He speaks in the manner He chooses for us in the way that gets His point across.


God is simple, we make Him complex. Nothing that He has created is beyond His miracles. I found those miracles so amazing. Everything took on new meaning. The sky, the birds, the grass and trees. The wind, the sun, the birds flying in the breeze. Even the wind took on new meaning!


To see His face, to feel His touch, to stand in awe of His glory through all He has created was the beginning of my own restoration of that part of me that was lost sometime before the 'birth' of this tiny little girl. A new beginning, a new outlook and also a new 'in' look reflected in the eyes and the life of that little girl. His glory from heaven here on earth to change the world's view of how simple and wonderful our Father truly is.


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