Smak Dab in the Right Place

It was Friday nite and with a group of 7, no pun intended, well maybe so, we all went smak dabbin. That's a cool pottery place in town. Actually, it is a cool lil shop close to where I live. I pass by it all the time wondering what on earth they are up to in there. It has always piqued my curiosity, although not strongly enough to venture in on my own to investigate the goings on there. I have always liked clay. I like making things with my hands. I work well with my hands, but they are not always treated to such tactile delights as moulding or sculpting, mostly I am a hair moulder sculptor, but it's not quite the same. I made a dish once in primary school. I can remember being so proud of it. Some how this lil shop evoked fond memories of that small red and white dish that I had made so long ago, along with all the feelings attached to it. So perhaps I was on a quest to recapture a past pleasant moment of time in which I could relive a childhood playtime. I was surprised to find that it was not my pretty little red and white pot memories that were stirred. Instead I found myself being fascinated by the original story of how God created us. I could see my Father sitting at the potters wheel, throwing on the clay, the wheel whirling around and around. HE was up to something, something really creative. Something mind boggling and never before attempted. He we moulding man. Moulding me. Gen.2:7 And the Lord God formed a man's body from the dust of the ground and breathed into it the breath of life. Inside me I could feel the turning, the spinning, as I watched the pottery wheel go round and round, and on the outside the pressing down the pulling up, the pressure of His hands upon my life, stretching me, shaping me, moulding me, forming me, sometimes painfully hard, sometimes gently and softly.  I felt at home here in this place, maybe because it felt so familiar, and then I began to realise why I liked this clay thing, it gave to me a way to be like my Dad. I was doing as He did. His creativity was coming forth because I was like Him. I am my Father's daughter. It felt so good to claim my right to move as HE moves. His pleasure had become my pleasure. I had forgotten what I had been made of and how. I too am an earthenware vessel skillfully and wonderfully made to hold the Spirit of God. I am God made, Spirit filled, and now able to be skillful and creative myself. Wow wee. My Dad, HE is a potter. HE is the Master Potter, and I am one of His potts. I like this. I like His work. We were made for His good pleasure. No wonder the attraction. I am not sure what everyone else experienced that night, but it was a night filled with delight, with laughter, and a sense of accomplishment and joy. I think we all left with a deeper connection to who we were meant to be, and what we were capable of if we hadn't already gotten that one figured out. It was a good experience and I am sure many sparks flew round about in all our minds and will be for quite some time yet to come. For me I didn't really care about the how to's as much as the let me at it. I was hesitant at first, too many ideas, but when I settled it in my mind that here was this awesome opportunity to make an idea come to life then I was sold on it. I felt just like a kid in a candy store. I had  hands, some earth, some water, all the right fixins, smak dab in the middle of a new adventure. I plan on putting a candle in my masterpiece so that I can watch the light shine out of it. I can hardly wait to see. I wonder if maybe our DAD had some of the same kind of intentions when HE made us.

Inquiring minds want to know?

Today I asked the Lord what can I share with my friends. What is it You want to say to them? This is what I heard. You may take it as your own if you wish. After all, we are all here for such a time as this, seeking, longing, and desiring HIS heart beat.

    " Oh My beautiful bride. Look at Me! How could I ever love you more then I love you right now? This moment in time is always before Me. I hold it as a jewel in My hand, and I will hold it for all of eternity. It is above value to Me. You do not yet know time as I know time to be. I step in and out, back and forth in time, in moments, weeks, years, and in multiples of times. Each moment of your life I hold in My heart, and I cherish the movements of your heart towards Me. How is it that you think I did what I did? I accomplished the cross through time, second by second, moment by moment. I was able to bear it all because My mind was set on having you. I set My face as flint to obey the Father that we may be one. This was His dream. You see, His heart has always been set to have a family and to throw the grandest wedding ever. His love for you is as deep as it is for Me. His love is enough. I am enough. I have done all that needs to be done. I will finish the work I started in you. You will win the race. I am faithful and I am determined to have My way with you. My love for you is deeper than any sea, it runs as deep as death itself, even as deep, high and wide as the cross. My passion for you is unrelenting. I burn with jealousy for you. My heart is as an unquenchable fire that pounds within My chest as I wait thinking of you. It is hard to wait to have you My dove. What is it that is in you heart? What have you set your mind upon? I want to see! Open up to Me My fair one! I will give you the grace to give all to Me, even when you think this is impossible. I will strengthen your resolve. I will make you wholehearted. You will overcome. Nothing will stand in the way of our love. Nothing has the power to come between us. Trust Me, you are Mine. I will bring you up leaning on Me. You will come up bearing banners like an army wearing victory as a crown upon your head, shining as the sun. You were made for this. I will not be disappointed. I am full of joy over you! I am overflowing with pleasure, now My tongue has become the pen of a ready writer. You are My pleasure. You have always been the joy set before Me. This is why I came. This is why I laid everything aside. I did it for love! I did it for you! I did it because I knew you would love Me back. I am overwhelmed by you, turn your eyes away from Me, My sister, My bride. My desire is to spend eternity with you. This is what I think about. I am thinking about you. "

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It's all in a Name

Tonight while driving on my way to visit a friend, minding my business, eyes on the road, a question popped into my head out of the blue. It was, "God, do You like to be called God?" There was no answer, just silence. That word "God" seems more a title then a name to me, at least that is what I had come to lean towards. Then the obvious next question that came to me was, well, "what do You wish to be called?" My mind shot off into the abyss of endless names. The Lord, He has so many names, wonderful names, names that swallow the hearer up in His great attributes, and every name worthy. Then out of nowhere, once again, a question, "do you like to be called Daddy", and immediately I heard "YES", a resounding soul rattling "YES!", "this is what My Son called ME!" My heart began to melt within my chest. Who is this God?  God who wishes to be called by such an intimate name of endearment? What a chord those words struck deep inside my heart." DADDY, DADDY", so wonderful, so safe, so true. The word and name Daddy evoked such pleasure, and in amongst the sounds of the words, I think I saw my Daddy smiling at me, and enjoying how much I was loving the feel of His name. My mouth filled with such a sweet taste from that name that I had to say it over and over and over for some time, it was like honey to me. Wow it was good. I lost track of time, I arrived at my destination long before I realised. Time flys when you are having fun. So...... There you go folks, it's just another name I guess. No, not really, it could be, but it's not.  "DADDY",  it is pleasing, and good, full of His good pleasure. He is waiting for our call to Him, waiting for us to see, that as Jesus did, we also can do. That's speakin truth, with Daddy loving every minute of it. I really think that this evening on my small journey that my Daddy poured His name out to me as a drink of cool water on a warm summers night, and it was refreshing.  And after declaring this truth to myself the rest of the evening fell so easily into place. It was so good to know that I can so please the One I love, and that He never grows tired of hearing me call out His name. Try it out. I can guarantee that the Daddy name is a winner for sure.