A Divine Appointment With A 72-year-old Woman

Blown away by God’s love and pursuit of a 72-year-old woman.

Just had a Jesus and the woman at the well experience; how Jesus made sure He passed through Samaria so He could reach that one woman, who in turn, told her whole town about Him, and many were saved.

My experience with this 72-year-old woman also reminded me of the parable Jesus taught about how the shepherd leaves the 99 in search of the one. I played back everything that brought me to that room where she and I were alone, and was so touched by God’s love and pursuit of her.

I needed an oil change for a long time, and kinda forgot about it until hubby reminded me this morning. So, after I dropped him off at work, I drove to Roberto’s shop. He was too busy so I went for option two: a Jewish mechanic in another city a good 25 minutes away, but then remembered it’s the Sabbath so he’s closed.

As I’m driving, I look to the left and see a shop I’ve never-ever seen before, “Mac Auto,” across the street from Roberto’s. It didn’t look half as packed as his so I give my dad a holler, and he says to go for it, that’ll it likely be around $30 to $35 bucks.

I go, and it’s actually $15 and change! The guy, Pablo, said I didn’t need the more expensive ones for my ’03 Toyota (I know, a mechanic who didn’t try to up-sale me. So the Lord!).

Anyhow, Pablo says it’ll be an hour-and-a-half wait. So I give my sister a ring, who lives nearby, and ask if she can scoop me up. She says sure, that she’ll come after prayer.

So Pablo points out the waiting room, and in I go. Seconds after, a woman comes in. As I read my Bible on my phone, we sit in silence. I don’t have that compelling prodding of the Holy Spirit to speak to her, so I pray a prayer in my mind, asking something I usually ask, but also for something I never ask; something like this:

Lord, if you desire me to minister to her, open the door of conversation, give me the words, but let me grow a love for her.

See, since I didn’t get that prodding, I wanted to tell her whatever Christ wanted me to tell her and that it would be from love, not obligation. If I had opened my mouth right then and there, it would have been from obligation to preach the gospel, a duty, rather than a service of love.

So after about ten minutes of silence, Pablo comes and closes the door, which causes the woman to ask, “Why did he shut the door?”

I, knowing God is up to something, go with it. “Well, there is A/C in here.” I stood and turned down the wall-unit. “Thank God it’s not as hot out today.”

“Well the heat is better than up North. I couldn’t take it up there.”

We begin talking about where she’s from and then something amazing happens: she tells me things that cause compassion to instantly rise in my heart. She continues, and more compassion floods in. She is from the Rosa Parks era. She said she was worse than Rosa Parks, and never sat on the back of the bus. She mentioned a few more things that just caused me to grow a love for her—the love Christ has for her.

And so my opportunity came. I told her about the Holy Spirit, a little about how He changed me, the necessity of Christian fellowship, of Christian family (she had been raised in the church, and enjoyed a very close fellowship of sacrificial love and what she called a “melting pot” of believers in her old neighborhood). But after moving here, she went to the church buildings and experienced a lot of politics and emotional abuse from false prophets and money-hungry goons.

Interestingly enough, hubby and I no longer attend a service at a building, but just gather at a home where there’s food, prayer, worship, study, fellowship and accountability. We are like a family. I was able to share this with her and she even allowed me to pray over her. From all that she’s been through, and the way she reacted to a rowdy customer, I knew she was a tough woman. But after the prayer, she had tears in her eyes, and I saw a softening in her heart.

And this is the God I serve. Jesus Christ is exactly who He said He is: the Good Shepherd who came to seek and to save the lost, to heal the sick, and to set the captive free. She needed emotional healing, and I believe this may have been the start of that process.

To think, she is 72-years-old, no longer in deep community with the church, and here Jesus pursues her and reminds her of His love for her, the importance of Christian fellowship, and who knows what else. But He didn’t look at her age and go, “Eh, there’s younger folks out there who have more time. I’ll focus on them.” He doesn’t discriminate based on outward appearance. He searches the heart, and draws all people to Himself. Not all will come when they hear Him call, but some will, and even if it’s just one, He will make time for that precious soul.

This is me, mind-blown at Christ’s love for a 72-year-old woman.

Katy Perry: Please Come Home

Dear Kate Hudson,

As I write this, tears blur my vision and fall from my eyes. I don’t know the number of hairs on your head, I’ve never even seen you in person, yet here I am, crying for you. I can’t imagine how Your Creator, the very One who fashioned you in your mother’s womb, who gave you your beautiful big blue eyes, and that incredible voice, the One who wrote every day of your life before a single one of them came to be—I can’t imagine how He must weep for you.

Do you remember the shortest verse in the Bible? “Jesus wept.”

The only way I can rationalize your turning away from so Great a Love is that you must not have truly known Him. How could it be possible to forsake the most perfect, good, amazing Being in the Universe? The Perfect Man who left His heavenly home to live on this dark earth for thirty-three long years and then be brutally beaten and die, suffering hell—eternal separation from God—for all mankind. For you.

How must He feel when He sees what has happened to your heart? How lost you must be, how blind to the fact that Satan laughs because he sees your destruction. He lifts people up only to drag them down. For he hates humans with a perfect hatred. After all, God made us in His very image, and through Christ He offers us all ever Satan wanted—the throne.

Christians are a royal priesthood. Sons and daughters of the Supreme King. He offers us a crown, and the ability to rule alongside Him. This is what Satan wanted, to be exalted, but instead, he was cast down, thrown from heaven, and his end is eternal destruction because of his rebellion.

Do you not see? You may have fame and riches here on earth, but would you truly cast yourself into eternal fire for things that can be taken from you at any second, whenever the Giver and Taker of life decides your time is up?

You must not understand what you’re doing. Satan is the father of all lies. He can be very convincing. But I pray you see the Truth. I pray you understand how God’s wrath abides on the disobedient. How Satan’s demons trembled at the presence of Christ, and how He rules over all. There is no escaping God’s judgement. Do you wish to face Him as Father, or as Sword-bearer?

I’m pleading with you on Christ’s behalf, be reconciled to your Creator. You can forsake death and destruction and be embraced by a Love worth living for.

You may never read this, but know that I am praying for you. But more importantly, know that Jesus truly does love you. And there is no one who will ever come an inch close to loving you as deeply as He does.

I pray you come back home.

80% of the church is having premarital sex???

80% of the church between the ages of 18-29 are having premarital sex. WHAT? This should rip our hearts from our chests and make us ashamed and broken before the Lord, our good and perfect Father.

How can we commit our past sins—the ones that Jesus was beaten and crucified for? Have we no love for He who loved us to the point of pouring out His very blood in our rightful place? How can we take these temples—our bodies—and use them as weapons of unrighteousness? Do you not know when you sin, your actions are aimed at the very heart that was pierced for you and pierces it again?

He died to give you power over sin, to practice self-control, which is a fruit of His Holy Spirit that should be living inside of you if you truly did give your heart to Him. Church, we should be angry over this, beating our chests and weeping with shame for the disgrace we’ve caused our Father and Master.

And let us not, I repeat, let us not be deceived into thinking we can so offer up our bodies to the temple of sexual immorality and still expect to receive heaven—which is being with Jesus for all eternity.

If even you couldn’t bear the thought of standing before the Holy, Perfect Son of God for all eternity knowing you chose to sin against Him and have sex outside of the sanctity of marriage, what makes you think He will be able to bear it? “You must be holy,” He commands, “as I am holy.” To believe otherwise is to believe a lie for the sake of fulfilling our own sinful desires in a feeble attempt to trick ourselves into thinking since we appear holy on the outside, God will let us in on the day we face Him for judgement.

Be broken! Repent! Only then shall your souls be truly saved. I speak this from love. I tell you the truth, unlike the world who is under the influence of Satan himself.

If anyone says they’re a Christian, but practices sexually immorality, they are a liar, and the Truth is not in them. But thank God, through Jesus Christ our Lord, as long as we have breath we can forsake these sins and give our lives to Him. When we truly see how horribly offensive these crimes are to His Holy Spirit and we grieve over them, crying out to Him for mercy and forgiveness, then will He renew our Spirits and give us a heart that seeks to please Him, a heart with new desires. Run from your sin. Your very soul depends on it!

I Know Why I’m Living: Do You?

What do I breathe for?

Loving God.

What am I living for?

Receiving God’s love and returning it to Him and others.

What is worth dying for?

Standing for Christ.

Who am I?

A dearly loved daughter of the Creator of the Universe.

What do I need to do?

Love Him and others.

Why?

Because He loved me first.

“Then the Lord God formed the man out of the dust from the ground and breathed the breath of life into his nostrils, and the man became a living being.” (Genesis 2:7)

Jesus said to him, “Love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind. This is the greatest and most important command. The second is like it: Love your neighbor as yourself. (Matthew 22:37-39)

My old self has been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me. So I live in this earthly body by trusting in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. (Galatians 2:20)

Even before he made the world, God loved us and chose us in Christ to be holy and without fault in his eyes. God decided in advance to adopt us into his own family by bringing us to himself through Jesus Christ. This is what he wanted to do, and it gave him great pleasure. (Ephesians 1:4, 5)

For while we were still weak, at the right time Christ died for the ungodly. For one will scarcely die for a righteous person—though perhaps for a good person one would dare even to die— but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. (Romans 5:6-8)

You are loved beyond comprehension. It is my deepest prayer that you would discover this Love.

The Love of Jesus Christ.

Kiss a Frog, Miss the Prince

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=qdOwW-qmwJs

Natasha discusses four types of “frogs” women get into relationships with before introducing them to the Perfect Prince and the Rescued Frog. With funny anecdotes and great advice, women discover how to discern frogs from true princes, and are encouraged to wait on God to write their real-life fairy tale.

You can get it from Amazon for .99 cents. Here’s the link if you’re interested:

http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B00FDWY2G8/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?qid=1379978121&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX110_SY165

“I Read Erotic Novels, But I Read My Bible Too”

Does one think because they are not doing the act, and only thinking it, that God’s cool with it?

I think we just don’t know God well enough. Or we simply forget He knows our every thought and the motives in our heart, every secret thing we hide deep inside.

We think it’s okay to read a romance novel filled with (or maybe “only two”), pornographic scenes. Maybe we silence our consciences since it’s just words and not as graphic as a television screen.

But did not Jesus equate lust with adultery?

God is the epitome of holy. He turns away in disgust at our sinful thoughts. Yet He does forgive those who are truly repentant. And He forgets.

But one must not think it’s okay to continue reading, watching, or just fantasizing about certain things, namely, sexual things (unless we’re married and thinking about our spouse, but if you are married you won’t even have to fantasize).

God sees, He hears, He knows.

We should be afraid of Him. But, it should be our love for Him that causes us to obey, just as Jesus taught.

In other words: if you’re okay with the stuff you’re watching, reading, listening to, or doing, then you don’t love Him with all your heart. You may love Him with some of your heart, but that’s like saying on your wedding day, “I’ll mostly stay through sickness and health, and all the other stuff, but not entirely.”

I wouldn’t have married Jonathan if I knew there were other women he loved besides me. I want his 100% devoted love, not some or most of it. And God is no different in that respect. He expects, with good reason, all of you.

I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. (Romans 12:1)

What are you thinking, reading, watching, listening to, or doing that you know isn’t God-honoring? If you call yourself a Christ-follower, that title entails a denial of self, a “crucifying” of one’s sinful desires, and a pursuit of Jesus.

Do you love Him with all of your heart?

If you’re a Christian you should strive for holiness, just as your Heavenly Father is holy.

He gave everything for us. He deserves nothing less in return.

Have any thoughts on this post? Feel free to share them in a comment.

Tired of having sex with your boyfriend?

Dear beautiful woman reading this post right now, please imagine with me for a moment:

Imagine a brand new man, one you’ve never seen before. Now this new man is acquainted with you due to some mutual friends or you’re at a place of mutual interest and notice one another. Some time passes, and this man sees you again in that mutual setting. He approaches you, and rather than asking you on a date, he asks if you’d like to join him and his friends to go and do some activity together. You agree, and you all have a nice time together. The guy invites you some more times to hang in a group setting, and you begin to build a friendship. You have a sense that he’s attracted to you, and you know you’re attracted to him, but he hasn’t made a pass at you or anything. Then, one day, you receive a phone call from him. He tells you he’s been praying about it, and would like to know if you will allow him the honor of getting to know you better. You’re totally down, so he begins inviting you places. It’s always in public, and he’s always very respectful. He doesn’t every invite you to his place, or asks you if he can come to yours. He’s just asking you questions about yourself, your goals, your dreams, your family life. He is genuinely interested in getting to know your heart. One day, he tells you he’s really impressed with who you are, and deems you a woman he would like to someday marry. So he asks you if he can have the honor of courting you. You say yes, and after some months go by, he asks for your father’s number. You give it to him, and you find out that he has asked your dad if he will give his blessing in marriage. Your dad respects this man, so he says yes. Soon after, this man proposes to you, and after the plans are made, he walks you down the aisle, and on your wedding night, is the first time you share a bed together and become one.

All right, back to reality. Let me ask you, and be honest, (it’s not like anyone can hear your thoughts anyway), if there was a guy out there who would do this exact thing I’ve just had you imagine, would you desire him? I’m gonna play it safe and say chances are you’re saying, “I most definitely would!” But now you may be thinking, but there aren’t guys out there like this. What guy dates a girl for more than a few months and doesn’t have sex with her? What guy waits prays about pursuing a girl, and then is interested in getting to know her heart, refraining from having sexual activity with her until their wedding day? This isn’t Twilight for crying out loud!

O, but there is a guy out there that is better than Edward. There is a man that will fall in love with your heart without experiencing your body and then wait for you until marriage. But in order to obtain this man, you must first give your heart to The Perfect Man.

“Natasha, who is this perfect man?”

I am so glad you asked.

Two thousand years ago, there was a man born in Bethlehem near Jerusalem. He had a very interesting birth, one written about close to seven hundred years before it happened:

“Therefore the Lord Himself will give you a sign: Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a Son, and shall call His name Immanuel [God with us].”-Isaiah 7:14

This man grew and lived a perfect life. He taught the people teachings that remain with us today: treat others as you desire to be treated, walk away from a fight, serve others, it’s more blessed to give than to receive. He was the most unique man that ever lived, and the most controversial. He worked miracles, healing many of various illnesses and handicaps. His words have gone down in history, and until this very day, they have opened the door to transforming the lives of millions:

“I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.”-John 14:6

“I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in Me, though he may die, he shall live. And whoever lives and believes in Me shall never die.”-John 11:25-26

“I and My Father are one.”-John 10:30

When you allow this perfect man to come into your life, when you give him your heart, all your brokenness and disappointments, your guilt your doubts, your desires, He will give you a new heart. He will quiet your fears with His incredible love and show you just how beautiful you really are. He will make you pure again. He will make you whole.
Let Him love you. Let Him heal you. Then He will satisfy your deepest longings and provide the things you need. And when your heart is fully His, He will bring you a man that also loves Him fully, and together you will grow more in love.
You don’t have to stay in the relationship you’re in. You know deep down it’s not what it can or should be. So trust in the King. Ask Him for strength to let go of your boyfriend that you may get to know Jesus and His plans for you, and eventually meet the man He has for you. You won’t regret it.

Much love to you,

Natasha

Writer, what will your legacy be?

As I was brushing my teeth, it dawned on me: through blogging, I am leading a legacy. One day my future children will be able to go back and read every single thing I’ve written online. So it got me thinking, what legacy are you leaving behind? What are your blogs about? Are they self-centered, other-centered, thing-centered, or God-centered? Or are you just all over the place? Why do you choose to write? What compels you, what inspires you, what keeps you going? Because writing isn’t for the faint of heart. It can be grueling. But if you have a divine purpose for doing it, it’s incredible.
It’s one thing to do something because you have a passion for it. It’s an entirely other thing to have a passion for God and know He’s called you and desires to use you to impact and change the lives of others for eternity. That’s passion to an almost incomprehensible degree.
My mind can barely wrap itself around the fact that God has gifted me for His divine will and purposes. Who am I, this mere dust-matter who is microscopic through the lens of this insanely vast universe, that God would mold me with a gift and then inspire me to use it to bring others to a clearer revelation of Himself, to send some divine message that will penetrate their hearts or piqué their interest in seeking Him out?
Who am I that the Master Storyteller has granted me the high honor of experiencing some of the awesome creativity that goes into the art of storytelling?
That’s the clincher: I am nothing but a sinner. It is only by His great love that I can experience anything good at all. It is only by His incredible love that I live, that I know He exists, that I write.
The Creator of the universe is my All-Consuming Fire, the light by which I am able to see and comprehend anything I think I comprehend. It is by His grace alone that I desire to write, that there is a flame in my heart called life, that motivates and compels me by His love.
So here I am, writing a legacy that I pray leaves an eternal mark in the hearts of my readers. I write for Him. I write for them.
What do you write for?