“For such a time as this . . .”

 

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“…and who knoweth whether thou art come to the kingdom for such a time as this?”

Esther 4:14b

 

Today was a difficult day. 

It should have been a day of celebration—and I suppose in a way, it was.  But not in the way I envisioned it would be.

Two years ago today I started working part-time as an Administrative Aide at a local church (which is just a fancy way of saying I’m a Church Secretary).  Never in my life have I felt more led by God to accept a job, and I greatly enjoy the work I do each day.  It’s an awesome feeling when you know you’re exactly where the Lord wants you.  I love the job I do, and I feel a great deal of satisfaction knowing the time I spend working each day makes the church family’s life a little easier.  Even though it’s only part-time position, I believe this job is more fulfilling than any other employment I’ve ever had.

When I started working there two years ago—assisting the the pastor of the church–never in my wildest dreams would I have believed that this wonderful young man, who I’ve come to know as a dear friend, would now be gone.  Of course, illness can strike at any time and at any age but when it affects someone in the prime of their life, it’s heartbreaking.  Even though he was a young man with four dear children still at home, a week ago God made the decision to take him home to Heaven—much earlier than any of us who loved and knew him would have liked.

Today we held a Celebration of Life service for him.

It’s been a difficult week for the entire church, and I’ve grieved the loss right along with his wife and children, parents, and the church family.  Even though we know our loss is Heaven’s gain and that Pastor is so much happier where he is—in the arms of his Lord and Savior—it doesn’t mean he won’t be missed.

Unfortunately, I was only able to work with this sweet, gentle man for a year and a half before he became ill.  For the past six months he was in and out of hospitals, physically losing ground each time.  Instead of working at his side, I suddenly found myself working alone, making decisions without him, and feeling the loneliness you only feel in a dark and empty church.

Several members of the congregation have told me they think God sent me to their church because He knew this was going to happen.  I don’t really want to hear that as it makes my job there seem to be a great deal more significant than I feel it is.

But part of me wonders if they’re right.  Did God bring me here, to this spot at this exact time, because He knew I would be needed?

It’s a pretty humbling experience to think He trusts me enough to send me to do His work someplace.  I’m certainly no one special.

I’m well aware though that not everyone would be able to handle the quiet and loneliness.  Not everyone would be able to function without having others to talk with on a day-to-day basis.  Fortunately, I’ve always been a loner and a self-starter, so being alone doesn’t bother me all that much.  I’ve managed to keep busy; there’s always something to do.

And during the past six months when Pastor hasn’t been there, but instead has been in the hospital, God and I have had a lot of in-depth conversations.  I’ve argued with Him, feeling much like David must have in the book of Psalms.  I’ve begged Him, much as Job did in the book of Job.  And I’ve finally accepted His calling me to be in this place, during this time—much as Esther did in the book of Esther.  For such a time as this . . .

It’s never easy to lose a loved one—especially one who (at least in my estimation) had so much work yet to do for the Lord.  But I know—without a shadow of doubt—that God never makes mistakes, and His timing is always perfect.  Why He chose me to be here, in this circumstance, during this particular time, I may never know.  I just have to trust in His wisdom and timing.

I also know that my dear Pastor friend would not want me to end this post without asking you a very important question:  Do you know his friend Jesus as your Lord and Savior?  Have you surrendered your life to Him?

It may sound like such a difficult thing to do—but in reality it is extremely simple.  If you haven’t done so yet, please take a moment to ask Jesus into your heart.  It’s the most important and best decision you’ll ever make.  Surrender your heart and your life to Him, and I guarantee, you’ll never be sorry.

It was certainly the best decision I ever made, and I will continue to follow His leading the rest of my life.  He’s never let me down.

God bless you always,

Ruth Kyser

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A childlike faith . . .

A childlike faith . . .

“Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven.”  — Matthew 18:3

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It’s so simple, really . . . this faith we’re asked to accept.

It don’t know why so many of us struggle with it so much.

Look at a child–my grandchildren, for instance.  My two youngest granddaughters are at the age where they still accept most of what their parents and grandparents tell them–without question.  They trust the adults in their lives and look on them as comforters, and safe havens of love.

That is exactly how our Heavenly Father wants us to look on Him.

So, accept His care and guidance without doubt, without worry.  Because as much as our earthly parents love/loved us, His love is so much more.

Be a child . . . and find that childlike faith once again.

 

In Christian love,

Ruth Kyser

 

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Eventually….

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My husband and I recently went on a little road trip and as we drove through a small town, I noticed a sign in front of a business stating they were ‘eventually relocating’ to another building/location.

That phrase stuck in my head because when it comes right down to it, that is true for all of us.

This place is not my home.

We are only here on this earth for a short time—however many days God sees fit to give us. My days may almost be up, or I may live to be 100. Only God knows for certain.

What I do know is, eventually I will be relocating – to my heavenly home. And I’m not terribly upset at that thought.

Don’t get me wrong. I love my time here on earth with my family and friends. I appreciate the beauty of this world that God has given us. We are truly blessed.

On the other hand, there is so much evil in this world. At times I can’t understand why God hasn’t thrown His hands up in the air and just said “ENOUGH ALREADY” and destroyed us all.

Fortunately, He is a merciful God, slow to anger. And we should be very thankful that is the case.

Eventually though, I know I will be leaving this earthly home of mine and trading it in for another, better, even more beautiful place.

“Eventually Relocating”

I can hardly wait!

“Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.”
John 14: 1-3

The peaceful side…

“And Jesus went up into a mountain, and there he sat with his disciples.” 

John 6: 3

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My husband and I recently returned from a short vacation to the Smokie Mountains in Tennessee.  I hadn’t been there in years and had forgotten the absolutely magnificent beauty of the place.  It is a rugged country, filled with morning mists, hidden coves, and abundant wildlife.  It is one my most favorite places in the world.

Being there gave me time to rest my mind, reflect on my purpose in life, and made me feel closer to God than I had in years.  Perhaps it was the high altitude–or perhaps it was the peace and quiet.  Sitting on a bench in the early morning and listening to the birds singing in the trees and the sounds only made as the mountains awake, made me rethink my priorities.

Sometime we get so wrapped up in our material world we forget how wonderful this earth is we live on.  God has given us so many beautiful places–spots on the map that he created just for our enjoyment.   There is nothing man can create that can even come close in comparison.

So today I want to encourage you to take some time to go outside and enjoy a little quiet time with God and his beautiful creation.  There you will find His peace, “that passeth all understanding”.

“I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.”  Psalm 121:1

I am not a public speaker….

When I have to stand in front of a people and give a talk of any sort (and it doesn’t matter if it is a small group or a large one), I’m one of those people who struggles to get the words right.  My knees shake and my hands turn sweaty, and I instantly wonder if I’ve lost my mind by thinking I can actually complete the mission in front of me.

Talk (2)But somehow, I always do.

I just spoke yesterday in front of a ladies church group about my passion for writing stories that tell about God’s love for us, and encouraged them to use their God-given gifts for His glory.  It wasn’t a great speech by any means; but the words were those that God gave me to speak to those ladies at that particular point in time.  It was a time of great blessing for me, and they welcomed me with gracious smiles and open hearts.

A verse from I Peter 4 came to mind when preparing my talk.

Verse 15 says:

But sanctify the Lord God in your hearts; and be ready always to give an answer to every man that asketh you a reason for the hope that is in you with meekness and fear;

We should always be ready to tell the reason for our faith and our hope.  Quite a task we’ve been given, isn’t it?  I’ve got the ‘meekness and fear’ part down pat, but I need to work on the ‘always’ being ready part.

We many not realize it, but we share our faith and beliefs everyday whether we speak a word or not.  You many not think about it much, but I do.  When we are out in public, everything we do and the way we act is being watched by those in the world around us.  Are we a reflection of what a Christian should look and act like?   I fear I fall short many times.  It’s a constant growing experience for me and one I struggle with daily.

I don’t know how many more ‘talks’ I’ll have to give in my lifetime, but I pray when I do, I remember God has given me a tremendous opportunity to share His love with the world, and He’s expecting only the best from me when I do it.

He’s expecting the same from you.

God’s blessings on you!

Ruth Kyser

“but the greatest of these is love…..”

I’ve been spending a lot of time in the letters of Paul lately–especially in First Corinthians, Chapter 13.file0002116284281

“Though I speak with the languages of men and of angels, and have not love, I am becoming as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.

And though I have the gifts of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that could remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.

And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not love, it profiteth me nothing…”

And then he speaks to the Romans in Chapter 12, verses 6-8

“Having then gifts differing according to the grace that is given us, whether prophecy, let us prophesy according to the proportion of faith;

Or ministry, let us wait on our ministering; or he that teacheth, on teaching;

Or he that exhorteth, on exhortation; he that giveth, let him do it with simplicity; he that ruleth, with diligence; he that sheweth mercy, with cheerfulness;”

 

I’ve been reading through these verses recently, getting ready for two speaking engagements I have coming up in late October and early November.

Having said that, I am NOT gifted with public speaking abilities.  However, when given the opportunity to share my books and what God has done for me through my spiritual gifts, I find it hard to turn away the chance to tell others.

I firmly believe God gives us all a particular gift — something that only we can do for Him, in that special way — to be used for His Glory.

Maybe yours is a musical ability, or the gift of hospitality.  Perhaps you have the ability to sew, crochet, or knit–or can draw or paint.

Not all of us are capable of being teachers or preachers, but I have a great deal of admiration for those who can.

Regardless of whatever your gift is, I encourage you to find it and use it to the glory of God.  He’s the one who gave it to you in the first place.

And He expects us to use it ‘in love’ to further His Kingdom.

God bless you on your journey!

 

Ruth Kyser

 

 

 

Cleaning house….

We’ve spent the last few days getting ready for new flooring in our kitchen, and new carpeting in our dining room.  Of course, at the time we decided to do this, we never realized how much work it was going to entail.

First was the need to empty the antique china cabinet and pack away all the various knick-knacks I’ve managed to accumulate over the years.  Then we had to find spots for all the furniture so we could remove the old carpeting.

Once you move furniture, you suddenly notice all the little marks on the walls.  So, that required a trip to the basement to find the leftover paint to do some touch-up work on the walls.file0001984548061

And the dirt!  How can one house get so dirty?  All these years, I’ve felt we were clean people!  Where did all this dust and grime come from?

So, bucket of soapy water and scrub brush in hand, I had to clean all those little nooks and crannies that seem to draw dirt like a magnet.

DSCN8870Who knew how greasy and filthy it would be under a stove and refrigerator?  Disgusting!

 

All this cleaning made me think about my spiritual walk with Christ.  As a Christian, have I allowed Jesus to take charge of ALL aspects of my life and ‘clean’ my heart from those things that draw me away from Him?

God wants to come into our hearts and lives and be in every part of them.  We can’t pick which part to allow Him in and which part to keep Him out.  Only when we give Him our whole heart can we know the cleansing power of His love.

Isaiah 1:18 says, “Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.”

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Isn’t it wonderful to know that no matter how filthy and disgusting we are, God still loves us–loved us enough to send His Son to die on the cross for our sins?