So, if you want to know what all this is about, go here.

Just to lay it all out there, I’m posting my “2-Week Menu to getting spiritually ripped;” ummm, my husband’s terminology, not my own.

Bible Study: Continue what is already set in place daily and add on a Hosea study and stopping to be in the Word at least three times a day in some way, shape, or form. (Kids are reading Mark.)

Prayer: Continue what is already set in place and add on three regular stops during the day to pray intentionally. (We’re doing this as a family.)

Fasting: Skipping all “extra” meals…sticking to the basic three and praying during the midday hungers; not eating out and setting that money aside to be given away somehow. No t.v. or social media (fb, twitter, instagram). (For the kids no ipad or computer or wii games and no legos…Pray for them, y’all!)

Good Works: Need to make baked goods for neighbors, serve my family without complaining (both inside and out), be available for any other service He reveals to me.

Generosity: (The kids are saving the money they would buy pop and Sunday snacks with to send a gift to our Compassion child, Jenifer.) In conjunction with the Fasting, we’ll be setting aside money to give somewhere (waiting for His leading…could be our Compassion child’s gift); planning on buying nothing but necessities. Also, a works and generosity combo…work on getting together a Sole Hope Party.

Fellowship: Have people over. Open the door! Open my time. Open my life.


So, Sunday:
The day began with excitement and anticipation as all new workouts do. I felt the surge of energy starting me off. The kids were even compliant to the t.v. fast. I lifted my hands and toes as far up as they could go during praise and worship…reaching heaven with words and trying ever still to reach Him with all of me. It was down right beautiful!

I came home after one service because I didn’t teach, checked the lunch on the stove, and rested for a bit. We had mentioned having people over for lunch; so I had prepared. We had people over til 9:30ish…ummmm, mercy! By the end of the day the kitchen was still cleaned up (I have no idea how), my head was aching, my eyes felt like bricks were laying on them, my spirit was exhausted from fighting off the flesh and standing victorious in His Truth – by the end of the day it was good. (Oh, and did I mention – no I didn’t – that before I found out how many people were coming and when, I texted a dear friend and said, “PRAY for my sinful self, cause I could just say no to all of this and sleep away the day!”) Yep, me who wants to have an open door policy, me who wants to reach out and love on people, yep, me who wants desperately to serve…I wanted to take God’s will and fit it into my time slot and comfort zone. Did you know that that doesn’t work? Mmmmhmmm!

Still feeling pretty good today. Day two of Hosea finished up this morning, prayer time, no t.v., fb, twitter, and IG; no “extra” eating, no purchases. The kids asked occasionally to watch something but didn’t complain when I reminded them what we were doing. (It’s Day 2 people and while I love my children and I think they can make it through these two weeks with flying colors, I know not to base tomorrow on today. But I’m rootin’ for them!) I actually was the one that had to remind myself that we weren’t doing that since today’s school got done at a good time and it was rainy out. A good time to be intentional! One of the boys got to write Jenifer (our Compassion sister) and a couple began their Mark reading. They are memorizing 1 Timothy 4:7-8. They all had to stop on purpose and pray one to two times today. Pretty wonderful to watch them do this; praying for them all the while that God will draw them each closer to Himself the next two weeks. That they will see how exciting God is, and that God will fan the flame of their fires for Him!

This day seemed to be “tucked in tidy” – a bit opposite of most of our days. I’ll take it cause tomorrow’s a new day and well…I’m just thankful there are new mercies awaitin’! Beginning Hosea this morning was powerful and wonderful and raw and real and painful and beautiful. (Pretty much sums up the Christian life!)

I’m sitting in a recliner in the basement, typing this, and trying not to succumb to my body’s desire to fall asleep right here, right now. The Hubby is working on a website, the kids are in bed, the dogs are lying around, the t.v. stands black, the news stays bleak; yet, His Word stands eternal, His promises stand Tried and True, His grace stands amazing, His love remains.

I’ll end with my anthem for today. It came to mind as I was reading Hosea this morning and remembering how and when God came for me and how quickly I leave Him.

Come Thou Fount

Come thou fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace
Streams of mercy never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
I’ll praise the Mount I’m fixed upon it
Mount of Thy redeeming love
Here I raise my Ebenezer
Hither by Thy help I come
And I hope by Thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home
Jesus, sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the fold of God
He, to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood
Ode to grace, how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be
And let Thy goodness like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to Thee
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here’s my heart, Lord, take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above
Here’s my heart, Lord, take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above

by Pastor and Hymnist Robert Robinson