by Cathy Baker | Faith |
by Cathy Baker
Growing up, one of my favorite things to do at MaMa’s (my dad’s mother) house was to sneak into her walk-in pantry, reach up as far as my tippy toes would take me and snatch a cherry lollipop from the Lollipops For Good Little Boys and Girls box nailed on the wall. Lime pops were always tossed back, of course.
MaMa, to hear my dad and uncles tell it, was a strict disciplinarian when they were growing up. No wonder! Four boys and a husband who worked 12 hour days could make for a bit of tension. As a grandmother, however, while feisty and a bit headstrong, her love was evident up until her dying day in 2010. MaMa often mentioned how she could see “Bob” (her son, my dad) in me. I believe it’s one of the reasons her face lit up every time I visited, especially in her latter years.
Now, as a grandmother, I understand her delight. When I look at my grandchildren, I see their fathers, my sons.
Colossians 3:3 says, “For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.”
As Christ followers, we are called His children (John 1:12) Because Jesus chose to be nailed to a cross on our behalf, God no longer sees our imperfections; He sees the righteousness of Jesus, His Son, instead. (2 Cor. 5:21) When God sees you and me, he sees his Son.
You and I can’t do anything to make God love us more, nor can we do anything to make God love us less. Thank You Jesus!
Thankfully, my ability to emerge from MaMa’s pantry with cherry laced lips was never dependent on whether I deserved it or not. Her For Good Little Boys and Girls lollipop box was nailed to the wall simply because she loved her grandchildren.
And it’s for this very reason it hangs on my kitchen wall today.
You are significant and utterly cherished. Not because you are ‘good,’ but because you are Mine. ~Jennifer Dukes Lee, Love Idol
by Cathy Baker | Faith |
by Cathy Baker
Tea and encouragement. I prayed God would weave them together for a greater purpose. I’d hosted tea parties in my home but sensed God shaping my desire into something even more personal.
One day, while browsing an antique shop in Myrtle Beach, SC, I spotted the answer to my prayer sitting on a shelf, painted in delicate blue/yellow stripes and shaped like a petite one-cup tea-pot. With it, all the other details flowed into place.
When we returned from the beach, I wasted no time assembling a “Barnie Basket,” Barnie, aka Barnabas,”Son of Encouragement,” from Acts 4:36.
Each week, I’d pray for God to give me the name of a woman in our church in need of encouragement. On Sunday mornings, I would ask her to meet me at my car after the service. There, I would hand off the basket and point to the enclosed note card for all the details.
In the note, I shared how God had laid her on my heart and that inside the basket was an opportunity for one-on-one tea time with her heavenly Father.
In the basket, I placed:
- One answer-to-prayer teapot
- One teacup, along with an individually-wrapped teabag
- A journal and pen (the recipient was encouraged to journal about her time with the Lord and to read the entries made by previous recipients.)
- Homemade cookies, packaged biscotti, or tea cookies
- Mini-scripture notes written specifically for the recipient
She need only place the teacup, teapot, and journal in the basket to return to me the following Sunday morning.
That was almost twenty years ago.
Five years ago, a dear friend of mine was diagnosed with breast cancer. I desperately wanted to lift her spirits as she would soon face a double mastectomy. Then I remembered that this friend was one of the first recipients of the Barnie Basket all those years ago. I searched my shelves for the journal that had traveled home with so many friends and turned to the page of her entry. In it, she shared in detail how she trusted God above all else — no matter what. I carefully removed the page from the journal and framed it for her, presenting it to her a few days before her surgery. It was a special moment, indeed.
We never know, do we? But God does.
Tea Maker
Steeped in His Word
Infused with His love
Sweetened by His Spirit
Stirred from above.
-Patsy Clairmont
by Cathy Baker | Faith |
by Cathy Baker
Do you sometimes go to a particular spot to pray?
I have a friend, Dee Dee, who lives in the NC hills. Actually, a hollow. When introducing me to her several years ago, Beth used the words prayer warrior. Now I know why.
Many a day, Dee Dee has headed outdoors to her prayer bush on my behalf or that of my family. At times she places a ribbon on the bush as a reminder of a particular request. I’m hoping she’ll blog in more detail about her special place of prayer in the near future.
While a bush itself holds nothing special when it comes to prayer, I took two things into consideration when picking mine out:
- I searched for an evergreen as a reminder that Jesus always lives to intercede for me. (Therefore he is able to save completely those who come to God through him, because he always lives to intercede for them. Hebrews 7:25). And unlike deciduous shrubs, evergreens remain the same regardless of the season. (Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever. Hebrews 13:8)
- Fragrance was a must. Let my prayer be counted as incense before you, and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice! Psalm 141:2
The winner? A four-year old Fragrant Tea Olive. It just so happens to be one of my favorite shrubs (which explains why I’ve planted 6+ in our yard.) It’s not the prettiest shrub in my yard, but then again, neither are my prayers. They’re simple, not eloquent or poetic, just as my Father desires.
So, how about you? I’d love to hear one of your favorite places to pray and/or what shrub you would choose from your yard to use as your prayer bush.
Our lives are a Christ-like fragrance rising up to God. But this
fragrance is perceived differently by those who are being saved and by
those who are perishing. 2 Corinthians 2:15
by Cathy Baker | Faith |
by Cathy Baker
I wonder if she peeks over my shoulder on days like this.
Days when I comb my granddaughter’s hair like she once combed mine. Soft and slow, watching each strand snap back into place.
Days when my granddaughter takes off running for the daffodil patch in hopes of finding one to pluck from its hiding spot.
Days when I sit with my baby grandson on one knee and a “big girl” granddaughter on the other, both vying for my attention — one with a coo and the other with a pat on the shoulder.
Days when tears make way over my crooked smile as I stare at pictures of another sweet granddaughter far away, yet so close to my heart.
I know of no biblical evidence to support my wondering ways. Yet to place any mortal-minded limitations to what God might do in the heavenlies is foolish.
The Word does say that we cannot perceive what God has prepared for those He loves. So does this mean I believe God somehow allows my grandmother to occasionally peek through the portals of heaven?
I can’t say for sure, but on days like this, I can’t help but smile at the possibility.
“No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him.” 1 Corinthians 2:9
by Cathy Baker | Faith |
by Cathy Baker
I love one-liners, especially when they’re girded with truth. As our community Bible study group closes out the Gideon study I’m reminded of the testimonies we’ve received. Spiritual eyes opened, forgiveness forged, and callings confirmed. May the fragrance of Christ continue to invade our lives and captivate those around us.
15 one-liners from our study:
- Today’s difficulties are often a result of yesterday’s disobedience.
- Ordinary is often the disguise of the divine.
- Knowing God’s purpose requires first being aware of God’s presence.
- Opened eyes precede your calling being realized.
- Today’s tasks are preparation for tomorrow’s calling.
- If God said it then, He still means it now.
- Who you are is more important than what you have been called to do.
- Pride forgets. Humility remembers.
- Many of life’s external difficulties find their roots in the internal reality of pride.
- Don’t try to retain what God is asking you to release.
- Your faith can be stronger than a fleece.
- A vessel’s value is not determined by its composition but by its contents.
- Finishing well could mean not finishing.
- Modernized idolatry is still idolatry.
- Commitments trumps convenience.
Which of these means the most to you right now?
Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget none of His benefits. Psalm 103:2
