The Purple Cat (#jammed daily devo, day 170.)

June #jammed: Under the Blanket of Grace.

Day 170: In the back pocket.

“In this way…” Acts 27:44June 19

Reaching over to buckle my seat belt, an oblong object dug into my leg through my pocket.

“Who’s purple cat is this?”

There’s always a toy in my pocket, and crap in my car. Fast food toys, pencils, broken crayons, books, papers, stickers on the seats and the windows as my youngest decorates her space …

No one in their right mind before they have kids every imagines a day when it will be acceptable to allow kids to eat in the car …let along bring -and leave- ‘stuff’ in it.

Today’s verse reminds us that our way is not always THE way. 

It’s a part of the story of a shipwreck where everyone lives, but the ship goes down. The ship went down, because the captain navigated his way instead of listening to Paul, who spoke God’s way. I wonder how many regretted the captain’s decision, as they floated to shore on pieces of the ship. Fragments of the whole.

“The rest were to get there on planks or on other pieces of the ship. In this way everyone reached land safely.” Acts 27:44

The fragmental evidence I find in my pockets and littered in my car are fallout from a ship that has wrecked, ran around, been through multiple replacement props, sunk once or twice, and had to use the emergency flares.

This ship …my ship …has always been a hot mess. Yet, God somehow rights it over and over again. I may have a purple cat jabbing me in the knee and my car might be trashed, but it doesn’t bother me. I’m OK with it. I’ll take it. It blesses me. All of it. Because, through my entire mess of way, He never left me once. In fact, He died so He’d never have to leave me. And I’m glad. Because without Him, I would have drowned long before that purple cat got lodged in my pocket.

His way or the highway, I say. Even though I speed up the off-ramp from time to time in a panic or a weak moment, Jesus is the light of my life. I want to listen to Paul. I don’t want to wreck my ship. I treasure it’s messy pieces. I want to stay His course until I navigate all the way home to Him.

“In this way…”

#jammed click to tweet jun:jul:aug

Father, Praise You for my mess of a ship! Thank You for salvaging it over and over again. I confess that I don’t always feel like a precious vessel. Please remind me when I’m too hard on myself, that You are not. Following Your stars always. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Get the conversation started by commenting below, and let’s encourage one another as we face life in 2017 armed with grace! 

#greatgrace17

Happy Navigating,

Megs

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The Pockets (#jammed daily devo, day 275)

October #jammed: Free Grace.

Day 275: Deep within the resistance.

I would not come to you if I were hungry,
    for the world and all it contains are Mine.” Psalm 50:12

Stickers adorn the inside of my dryer on account of what stays inside the pockets that areday 275 spun clean and dry. Gum, pens, money, tissues, jelly beans, lego bricks …our dryer can testify by lint trap all that has been released from our pockets by it’s twisting heat.

Today’s verse reminds us that even the unseen and forgotten stuff in our pockets belongs to the Lord. All of the earth and everything in it. Every person, every dust ball, every shed piece of fur and growing blade of grass. All lies within His omnipotently creative and compassionate reach.

The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it.
    The world and all its people belong to him.- Psalm 24:1

We need not worry about our God. He’s in control, and He tells us not to worry. The stuff we jam into the pockets of our souls is common knowledge to Him. Our Father is well aware of what no else knows. There’s no way and no need to hide from Him. Our Redeemer recovers the fractured pieces we lose and hide, and gives new life to us each day.

There’s no part of us He wishes to cast aside, because He is perfect Love. Christ came so that of us would be lost. Not one. On the cross, Jesus took every piece of our pocket lint and traded it for grace, peace, forgiveness and life.

When we walk with Jesus, we can live our lives open and free, in the peace of God’s perfect love.

#jammed click to tweet jun:jul:augFather, Praise You for pocket lint! Thank You for reminding us that the small things that bother us matter to You. So much so, that You sent Jesus to redeems us from what ails us. Forgive us for suppressing things instead of bringing them to You, trusting that Your love is strong enough to conquer every sin and fear that we carry. Bless our hearts to become more like Yours every day. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

 Get the conversation started by commenting below, and let’s encourage one another as we face life in 2017 armed with grace! 

#greatgrace17

Happy Pocket Linting,

Megs

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The Purple Cat (#jammed daily devo, day 170.)

June #jammed: Under the Blanket of Grace.

Day 170: In the back pocket.

“In this way…” Acts 27:44June 19

Reaching over to buckle my seat belt, an oblong object dug into my leg through my pocket.

“Who’s purple cat is this?”

There’s always a toy in my pocket, and crap in my car. Fast food toys, pencils, broken crayons, books, papers, stickers on the seats and the windows as my youngest decorates her space …

No one in their right mind before they have kids every imagines a day when it will be acceptable to allow kids to eat in the car …let along bring -and leave- ‘stuff’ in it.

Today’s verse reminds us that our way is not always THE way. 

It’s a part of the story of a shipwreck where everyone lives, but the ship goes down. The ship went down, because the captain navigated his way instead of listening to Paul, who spoke God’s way. I wonder how many regretted the captain’s decision, as they floated to shore on pieces of the ship. Fragments of the whole.

“The rest were to get there on planks or on other pieces of the ship. In this way everyone reached land safely.” Acts 27:44

The fragmental evidence I find in my pockets and littered in my car are fallout from a ship that has wrecked, ran around, been through multiple replacement props, sunk once or twice, and had to use the emergency flares.

This ship …my ship …has always been a hot mess. Yet, God somehow rights it over and over again. I may have a purple cat jabbing me in the knee and my car might be trashed, but it doesn’t bother me. I’m OK with it. I’ll take it. It blesses me. All of it. Because, through my entire mess of way, He never left me once. In fact, He died so He’d never have to leave me. And I’m glad. Because without Him, I would have drowned long before that purple cat got lodged in my pocket.

His way or the highway, I say. Even though I speed up the off-ramp from time to time in a panic or a weak moment, Jesus is the light of my life. I want to listen to Paul. I don’t want to wreck my ship. I treasure it’s messy pieces. I want to stay His course until I navigate all the way home to Him.

“In this way…”

#jammed click to tweet jun:jul:aug

Father, Praise You for my mess of a ship! Thank You for salvaging it over and over again. I confess that I don’t always feel like a precious vessel. Please remind me when I’m too hard on myself, that You are not. Following Your stars always. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

Get the conversation started by commenting below, and let’s encourage one another as we face life in 2017 armed with grace! 

#greatgrace17

Happy Navigating,

Megs

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