<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:25:54.294-08:00</updated><category term='discipleship'/><category term='response'/><category term='grace'/><category term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Response To Grace Ministries</title><subtitle type='html'>Response to Grace Ministries works to develop and make available relevant Bible study materials which help people better understand and apply the life-changing message in God's Word.  

Our resources can be found at www.responsetograce.org</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-7533383590683032364</id><published>2011-06-21T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T12:59:30.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepared for Peace</title><content type='html'>Do you believe that God is intentional in all He does? Not just about directing you in ministry, or the big decisions in life. Do you believe He is involved in even the slightest details? I do and here is my latest proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the beginning of November, I felt a calling to devote time to the memorization of Scripture. I love to study and my writing for Response to Grace Ministries keeps my nose in the Word on a regular basis. But I had never really committed to memorizing God’s Word and hiding it in my heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As God started dealing with my heart regarding this matter, I discussed it with my dear friend and accountability partner, Susan.  She revealed that God has been speaking to her about the very thing and we committed together to memorize two verses a month throughout the year 2011. In addition, after prayer, Susan felt as if we should memorize verses with a specific theme and/or content. I agreed and began praying for direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through prayer, God directed me to the first verse He desired for me to learn. Psalm 118:1-2 [NIV]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you, O LORD, my strength.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer.&lt;br /&gt;My God is my rock in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As December got underway, I wrote my verse on a small index card and started memorizing. I was excited with my new adventure and even decorated a small box to hold all my verses in with the following verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have treasured Your word in my heart so that I may not sin against You.&lt;/em&gt;  Psalm 119:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no earthly idea how important the contents of that small box would become in the coming months and year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Christmas was just days away, my husband was informed his job would be ending on December 31st. The business contract his company had with the State of Illinois was not being renewed. While there existed a slight chance the company would be given a small extension into the New Year, we knew he would soon be out of a job. I held tight to the verse God has supplied for me and reassured my husband that God would provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my husband diligently searched for a new job, I chose my second verse for January and wrote it on my index card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my hiding place. You will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 32:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, God provided my husband with a new job by the middle of February. During this month, God led me to other verses regarding His ability to rescue and save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel 5:26-27&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 30:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March began and my family and I settled into our new routine. With gratitude, I wrote my all time favorite verse on my index card on March 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“For I know the plans I have for you” declares the Lord. “Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.”&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the middle of March, it became clear that my job would be eliminated at the end of the school year. With budget cuts my school district faced, there was no alternative position for me. I would soon be unemployed. I continued to lean on God and allowed Him to direct me as I choose verse after verse to sustain me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before March came to an end, I discovered this soon-to-be forty-year old was expecting another child.  I cannot begin to describe to you the feelings I experienced. But more than any other, God supplied this unworthy girl with peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot report an ability to quickly quote verbatim each of the verses I have on the index cards in my little box. But I have successfully hidden their message in my heart. My mind is at rest and I experience sweet peace. There are twelve verses stashed there now and each reminds me that He alone is my provider. His plans for me are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am so thankful that He took the time to prepare me for the journey. His subtle prompting to memorize His word did more to prepare me and give me peace than any other act besides daily time spent in His presence. If we only listen and obey, He is so intentional about providing us exactly what we need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-7533383590683032364?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7533383590683032364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/06/prepared-for-peace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/7533383590683032364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/7533383590683032364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/06/prepared-for-peace.html' title='Prepared for Peace'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-538814243297103577</id><published>2011-04-02T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:51:38.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passivity, Procrastination, and Peril</title><content type='html'>Have you ever watched a difficult situation play out and known it could have been prevented? I have. I am currently experiencing one such situation. As I type, I am waiting for my children to awaken so I can tell them our second litter of kittens did not make it through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just over a year ago, our children requested kittens. My husband and I relented and allowed our daughter to get two kittens from a friend at school. We requested the kittens be males. We planned to do the responsible thing and have the cats fixed to prevent lots of kittens at neighboring houses as soon as they were old enough. (I preferred male cats to female cats because the vet fee for the males to be fixed is much more affordable- I am always looking for the cheapest route)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the kittens arrived, we were assured the kittens were males. I took a good look at those kittens and I just couldn’t determine if they were truly males or not. I searched the internet for information on sex identification in cats. A second, third, and really numerous examinations of those kittens left me concerned. I voiced my belief that the kittens might be female but didn’t expend the effort or the money to load them up in the car and take them to the vet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring passed and summer arrived. I still couldn’t find any signs of maleness on those kittens. Every once in a while I would make the statement “I think those cats are female!” and my husband would chuckle. In no time at all a year had passed and spring was upon us once again. By now I knew those cats were females and I started talking about getting them to the veterinarians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I talked, I didn’t act soon enough. Those young cats became young mothers with rounded bellies. I was not pleased at the thought of finding homes for soon arriving kittens and I still had to look forward to a hefty bill from the vet in a few weeks. I would have those cats fixed to prevent a second round of mothering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first cat had just one kitten which was stillborn earlier in the week. The second cat had three beautiful kittens, but they did not live past the first day. I know my children will be heartbroken. I am saddened for them, but I am angry at myself. The pain they are experiencing today could have been prevented if I had not been passive about the situation. It could have been prevented if I had not procrastinated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain my family is experiencing this week is small when compared to other tragedies that are possible in this life. My mind recalls a teen mother that I know who is struggling with guilt, shame, and rejection by her family. I know of women and men who have allowed lust to lead them down a road they never dreamt they would travel. I know parents who watch as their children turn and walk away from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of our difficulty and pain are brought on by decisions we make along the path of life. God calls us to holiness. This separation unto God is for our benefit. It protects us from the sin that eventually leads to pain and heartache.  Holiness doesn’t result from passivity. If you intend to live a life that is pleasing to God, you must live it intentionally. When you recognize an area of weakness or a propensity toward sin, you must act immediately. The devil never fights fair. His goal is your spiritual death and he will do everything he can to win the battle. A pursuit of holiness places you in step with your Commander In Chief. You are most protected when you fight the battle next to His side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, God calls us to stand as a guard at the watchtower. When you see those you love heading in the wrong direction, please do not procrastinate. The devil wars for their soul as well. Reach out to them in love. Pray in earnest and the Spirit will guide your actions and your speech. Encourage them to pursue holiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, passivity and procrastination lead to peril. Holiness is a heart set on God in everything you do. Pursue holiness with renewed vigor. It is well worth the effort. The benefits are eternal. Live intentionally for Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are to be holy to me because I, the LORD, am holy, and I have set you apart from the nations to be my own.&lt;/em&gt;  Leviticus 20:26 [NIV]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-538814243297103577?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/538814243297103577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/04/passivity-procrastination-and-peril.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/538814243297103577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/538814243297103577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/04/passivity-procrastination-and-peril.html' title='Passivity, Procrastination, and Peril'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-2184743337894684427</id><published>2011-03-16T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:53:08.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, God!  I think.</title><content type='html'>Someone once told me there is no such thing as a coincidence. Coincidences are really just God at work where we least expect it. Here is my coincidence story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time change had gotten the best of me. I was tired and in need of a solid night's sleep. I had to arrive at work early the next morning for an important meeting. I crawled into bed later than I had hoped and immediately fell into a deep sleep. Unfortunately, I was awakened in the middle of the night to the sound of our chocolate lab whining. This was a rare occurrence so I knew I had to get up and attend to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked through the laundry room to let the dog out the back door, my foot stepped into a puddle of something wet. I searched for the light to see what calamity awaited. The light revealed a large puddle of dog vomit. Nasty. Not only was my foot soaked, but the puddle had spread far enough to reach my daughter's favorite pair of boots. Double nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I so needed to be asleep, I grudgingly found the materials needed to clean up the mess. I washed the boots, cleaned the floor, and put the soiled towels into the washer. I knew I was up much longer than I had anticipated. Desperate to see how much sleep I had lost, I grabbed my cell phone to check the time as I crawled into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to find my cell phone completely dead. In the rush of the day, I had failed to notice my battery charge was almost depleted. My last task before returning to bed was to turn my phone back on and plug it in to charge. As I did this, I remembered the phone is my morning alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this all a coincidence or had God intervened on my behalf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drifted off toward sleep, here's what I concluded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the dog not gotten sick, she wouldn't have whinned to go outside.&lt;br /&gt;Had the dog not needed to go outside, I wouldn't have awakened in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Had I not been awake so long cleaning, I wouldn't have thought to check the time on my cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;Had I not checked the time, I wouldn't have realized my cell phone was dead.&lt;br /&gt;Had I not turned my phone on and charged it, my alarm wouldn't have gone off in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Had my alarm not gone off, I would have missed my meeting at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before sleep overtook me, I remember whispering "Thanks, God. I think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When have you seen the hand of God at work in a similar way? Did you think it was just a coincidence? Or did you take the time to consider that He was arranging the details to work in your favor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you convinced God is at work in your life-even in small and seemingly impossible ways? In the light of morning, I was convinced! Are you willing to give Him credit for the coincidences in your life? If you are a child of God, there is no such thing as a coincidence. It is simply the hand of God at work in ways or places you didn't expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be aware. Feel loved. Give Him credit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-2184743337894684427?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/2184743337894684427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/03/thanks-god-i-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/2184743337894684427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/2184743337894684427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/03/thanks-god-i-think.html' title='Thanks, God!  I think.'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-1586099743773617681</id><published>2011-03-11T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T19:14:49.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proximity Matters</title><content type='html'>My son always lags behind. My daughter always darts ahead. It is just in their design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son has never been quick about anything. He is tentative, cautious, and never too adventurous. When he was younger and I held his hand, we always walked at a slow pace. There was just no hurrying him along. Even now, he is always several steps behind our family-no matter where we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my son is hesitant to try new things, my daughter is a risk taker. She is carefree, brave, and bold. She embraces life with enthusiasm and would prefer a fast pace. She wants to experience it all. Over the years, there have been many times I have felt the need to rein her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mother, I want them close to me. Not in front or behind, but beside me. When they are by my side, I can provide protection. I can lead and guide them and prevent them from stumbling. I can do this best when they are next to me. Proximity matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Scripture, salvation is often portrayed as a pathway. Consider the following verses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me your ways, O LORD, teach me your paths; guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are God, my Savior… -Psalm 25:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it. –Matthew 7:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom will save you from the ways of wicked men…who leave the straight paths to walk in dark ways. -Proverbs 2:12, 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have committed to walking with Christ. I understand the path is narrow. Experience has taught me that it is less traveled. I am determined to walk with Christ until He calls me home. But, I am learning that proximity matters. As I reflect on my journey thus far, I can see times when I have lagged behind or darted ahead. Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• God convicts me and requests a deeper consecration from me. I drag my feet and lag behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I become impatient with God or I don’t fully comprehend His plan. I forge ahead on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I plod along in self pity, just barely keeping up as He leads me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• In excitement, I throw all caution to the wind and rush in without prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I hold to an offense, unable to forgive, and I dig in my heels and refuse to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these times, although I am still on the right path, my proximity matters. God wants me close to Him. Not in front or behind, but right beside Him. It is there I find protection and guidance. When I walk beside Him, I am less likely to stumble. But if I do when I fall I simply fall into Him. He is that close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? What is your tendency? Are you more likely to lag behind or dart ahead? Maybe you’re like me and it all depends on your circumstances. Today, take a moment for reflection. Think about the areas of your life and determine where you are in proximity to Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-1586099743773617681?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1586099743773617681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/03/proximity-matters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/1586099743773617681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/1586099743773617681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/03/proximity-matters.html' title='Proximity Matters'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-3235019376654371374</id><published>2011-02-23T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T17:29:49.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Express Care</title><content type='html'>I sat and waited for my husband and daughter to return from the Express Care Clinic. Our daughter was injured in a sporting event. We have learned that athletic ability does not necessarily prevent injury. After a thorough examination and x-rays, our young athlete arrived home 3 hours later with her hand efficiently bandaged and a list of instructions. Apply ice three times a day. Medication for pain as needed. A brace was to be worn continuously. And limited physical activity for a week. Our daughter wasn't very happy. In fact she was past disappointed. She was angry. She doesn't like sitting on the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I immediately thought of a recent conversation I had with a fellow believer. The acquaintance spoke of a personal hurt she had experienced. While I didn't ask for details, it was clear she had been offended by someone in ministry at her local church. Her emotions had moved past disappointment and on to something that looked more like anger. As I listened to her words, it became clear that she had been unable to move past the offense. Her hurt and anger had resulted in an intentional pulling away from her church, her Pastor, and even our God. She had chosen to place herself on the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were hurt in this game of life? No matter how skilled you are at dealing with people, injuries and offenses are inevitable. When you find you've been offended, how do you react? Do you turn to the Great Physician for immediate care? Are you willing to follow the instuctions He provides to remedy your situation? Do you follow His advice until the pain is gone and complete healing has occured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few scriptures to consider regarding offenses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is impossible that no offenses should come.&lt;/em&gt; -Luke 17:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Repay no one evil for evil. Have regard for good things in the sight of all men.&lt;/em&gt; -Romans 12:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not grumble against one another, brothern, lest you be condemned.&lt;/em&gt; -James 5:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let all bitterness, wrath, anger, clamor, and evil speaking be put away from you, with all malice. And be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God in Christ forgave you.&lt;/em&gt;  -Ephesians 4:31-32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And above all things have fervent love for one another, for love will cover a multitude of sins.&lt;/em&gt; -1 Peter 4:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgive and you will be forgiven.&lt;/em&gt; -Luke 6:37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Despite the challenges that come from living beside carnal people, God is able to empower us to forgive. If we submit to his Spirit, we are able to love with His love. It is pride and self that remind our hearts of offenses. But God requires us to extend mercy. He desires us to remain in the game, working to our full potential as a team player. An inability to forgive and let go will undoubtedly leave us ineffective and on the bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;When I am honest with myself I must admit that I struggle in this area. I can easily reflect and see times when I have withdrawn from your people and your purpose due to hurts I have encountered. Please help me to continually lean on You so I can extend mercy and Your love to those around me who disappoint me. Help me to love past my hurts and become the person you created me to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-3235019376654371374?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3235019376654371374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/02/express-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/3235019376654371374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/3235019376654371374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/02/express-care.html' title='Express Care'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-1007067226190024852</id><published>2011-02-16T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T17:02:58.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Pleasing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I found myself searching the aisles for that perfect gift. Valentine's Day was quickly approaching and I had several people I wanted to buy for. I have two beautiful nieces and I wanted to show them I was thinking of them. I also wanted to give something to both of my children; small gifts to honor the holiday and show my love in a tangible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I wasn't impressed with the holiday offerings at my local store. I desired to give something more than a trite card and a few pieces of candy. I wanted my gift to please the recipient. I wanted to see joy on their face when they opened the package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some time to think about what makes a gift really stand out. Most of the gifts which have touched me most through the years have fallen into one the following categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The gift had sentimental value.&lt;br /&gt;~The gift was chosen with thought and care.&lt;br /&gt;~The gift required a sacrifice. In most cases, it was one of time, not money.&lt;br /&gt;~The gift brought me pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;~Often, the gift was for no other reason than to express love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continued my search, God reminded me of this verse in James 1:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the day feeling pleased with myself. I was able to find the right gifts for each person on my list. Oh, sweet success! (I was later rewarded with hugs and kisses.) I felt even more pleased because of the reminder God gave me of His gift of love. I felt loved in extravagant ways. Both by my Heavenly Father and by the family He has blessed me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day came and went. And then, this morning I opened my Bible to study. My study partner and I are working our way bit by bit through the book of Ephesians. This was our verse of interest today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you were once in darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Live as children of light and find out what pleases the Lord.&lt;/em&gt;   Ephesians 5:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all my effort to pick out Valentine gifts that were perfect for my family, my eyes and heart slowly settled in on the last part of this verse. Find out what pleases the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Valentine's Day approached, I had searched and planned ways to show my love to my family. But had I done the same for God? I had thought of Him. I even cherished the gentle reminder of His love He provided for me. I had relaxed in the extravagant love I felt that day. But had I taken the time to return His love in a tangible way? I'm sure my heart whispered back to Him when He quickened my mind to the verse in James. But had I responded in more than a mere whisper, a thought that was fleeting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has given me the greatest gift of all. In both simple and extravagant ways, He continues to give to me every day. Even that day, He took time to remind me. He reached down into my world with the gentle reminder in James and wrapped me in His arms- even while I rushed through life looking for gifts for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although God doesn't demand of me, He does desire something from me. In return for all He's done, He desires my love, my devotion, my commitment, and my faithfulness. All of these-gifts He desires. So I sat in my thoughts this morning and pondered my questions once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~When was the last time I gave God a gift that had real sentimental value?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~When was the last time I presented Him with something that took careful thought and planning? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~When did I last give a gift that was truly sacrifical? That which required time or energy-not merely my money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~When was the last time I gave simply because I wanted to demonstrate my love, my thanks, my need for Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~How often do I take time to present meaningful gifts that please Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Have you searched to know what pleases the Lord? Have you listened as He spoke His desires to your heart? Have you been willing to give Him a gift that brings Him pleasure? Will you today? Will you tomorrow? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-1007067226190024852?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1007067226190024852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/02/something-pleasing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/1007067226190024852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/1007067226190024852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/02/something-pleasing.html' title='Something Pleasing'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-1259547012557178509</id><published>2011-02-11T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T15:14:13.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-thinking the Daily Post</title><content type='html'>I’m addicted to social media. Well, maybe not addicted, but I do engage in several. I love to encourage people and I have discovered social media to be one arena in which to work. I enjoy the discussions and uplifting blogs available on internet sites. I write almost weekly here at blogspot and I created a fan page for my ministry, Response to Grace, on facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without fail, I get on facebook at the crack of dawn each morning to write a daily post meant to encourage those who follow. While posting my daily blurb, I cannot help but notice the posts by others usually written late the night before. Some are funny. Others are depressing. Some contain a little more information than I care to know. A few are downright inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, some of the posts I read are full of negativity and discontent. People post complaints about their spouse, children, in-laws, coworkers, and anyone else that seems to upset them. They post what is wrong with their job, their relationships, and everything inbetween. They seem to share whatever is wrong in their lives, but fail to see the blessings that are present. Reading too many such posts can leave a person discouraged and downhearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A daily post can reveal a lot about the inner man. What a person writes is most likely what their heart and mind is dwelling on. Naturally, I don’t expect everyone to be posting daily Bible verses to encourage others. But in the same manner, I don’t expect to find self-professed Christians posting content which is depressing or combative.  Isn’t the Christian life a journey to allow God to make us more like Him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t help but think on these instructions by the apostle Paul and wonder how it could apply to our internet usage and daily posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.&lt;/em&gt;   Ephesians 4:29 [NIV]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this verse, unwholesome is the Greek word ‘sapros’, which means bad, rotten, or decayed. Can I take the liberty to re-write this verse in accordance with today’s topic? What if it the verse read like the following-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not share posts that are rotten and decayed, but only write words that are helpful in encouraging others and supporting them according to their needs, in order that your posts will benefit those who read them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author of James reminds us that if we claim to be religious, but cannot keep a tight rein on our tongue, we deceive ourselves. Do you think God expects us to be watchful of our pen, or rather our keyboard, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christians, our every action should glorify God. What we say, what we do, and even what we post. People will notice if you practice what you preach; and your practice extends to what you share on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be pleasing in His sight, don’t you? Where social media is concerned, let’s commit to purity. If needed, ask God to renew your mind and then take Paul's advice in Philippians 4.8 and think on things that are noble and good. Refrain from posts that could be considered unwholesome. Let’s be imitators of Christ in all things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-1259547012557178509?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1259547012557178509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/02/re-thinking-daily-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/1259547012557178509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/1259547012557178509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/02/re-thinking-daily-post.html' title='Re-thinking the Daily Post'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-7231990829663928744</id><published>2011-02-03T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T17:08:31.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Glimpse of Hope</title><content type='html'>The storm was all it was predicted to be. Layers of ice hit my small town followed by large amounts of snow. Schools were closed for days as people waited for roads to be cleared and electricity to be restored. All I could see outside my backdoor was a large drift of snow and the hint of our shrubs poking through the top. It seemed desolate; until a bright patch of red caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bright male Cardinal came and perched on top of the snow bank. What a beauty he was! His small body was crimson against a backdrop of colorless land. He spoke of life midst the frozen conditions. I was surprised I hadn’t noticed him before. I guess he had easily blended in before the landscape has become so stark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is during some of life’s bleakest times that we fully recognize the beauty God reveals. During our darkest trials, we are driven to God’s presence. There we find a sharp contrast between our broken world and His. In His presence we experience the deepest love, the purest peace, and rare beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe your current surroundings? Are there areas that seem frozen and lifeless? Are you in the midst of adversity? Let the bleak conditions drive you into God’s presence. Let them stir a passion in your heart to know Him more deeply and to worship Him more authentically. Do not run from a season of storms. Let them linger long enough to feel His mercy fall from heaven in the end. It is truly a beautiful experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessed is the man who endures trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life which God has promised to those who love Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;James 1:12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-7231990829663928744?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7231990829663928744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/02/glimpse-of-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/7231990829663928744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/7231990829663928744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/02/glimpse-of-hope.html' title='A Glimpse of Hope'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-7641220981688561736</id><published>2011-02-01T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T08:43:05.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Choice</title><content type='html'>“I want everything shut down at 12 p.m. so you can get some sleep." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and her three friends heard the instructions and agreed. While allowing them to stay up much later than normal, we still wanted them to get to bed at a decent time. Too little sleep results in a cranky teenage daughter. This is an occurrence we often try to avoid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being a night owl myself, I ventured toward bed and left my husband to enforce bedtime for the girls. Things proceeded as planned. Much later from my half-conscious state, I heard the troops shuffle down to the basement. My husband climbed in beside me and I drifted back toward sweet dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my dreams were interrupted at 2:30 a.m. when I awoke to whispers and giggling. Unfortunately for the girls, the noise awakened my husband too. One not-too-happy Papa Bear got out of his warm bed to go enforce the bedtime. After stern words, he returned to bed and we lay in silence to see if the girls would disobey again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my ears strained to hear, I silently urged my daughter to make the right choice. I knew a consequence was already forthcoming. The fact that the girls were still awake at 2:30 would result in some serious questioning. The hour set for bedtime had been clear. To their error, they had not obeyed fully. If our daughter failed to make the right choice again, I knew the punishments would begin to pile up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually, I am faced with countless decisions. Each and every choice I make effects my surroundings on the road of life ahead. I know God has provided fool proof instructions in His Word. As I read these Truths, I must decide if I will fully obey. Many times, I have stood firm on the precepts in His Word. Other times, I have turned away and chosen a path that looked more inviting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of disobedience, my choices lead to a place of pain and I find myself experiencing the consequences of sin. Even then, I am thankful I can turn to God for forgiveness and help. In His love and mercy, He will speak new direction into my life. He will point to the path that clearly leads home. And once again, I get to make a choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times has the great cloud of witnesses watched me from above and urged me to make the right choice. What I need to continually remind myself is this one truth: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God only gives solutions to be implemented, not suggestions to be considered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message found in His Word is the solution. The instruction He provides through my pastor and Godly counsel is part of the same solution. His way is the only path that leads to life. Any plan I devise on my own is faulty. Remembering His directions are always in my best interest makes the right choice much easier to make.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-7641220981688561736?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7641220981688561736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/02/right-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/7641220981688561736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/7641220981688561736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/02/right-choice.html' title='The Right Choice'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-5957299225952410911</id><published>2011-01-18T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T13:46:47.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Shoes</title><content type='html'>My daughter loves a good challenge. She excels at anything physical. She was born to be an athlete. As she has grown, her adventures in t-ball and kiddie soccer have evolved into more serious sports. And this family takes sports seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our young athlete has recently taken an interest in track. She is a good sprinter, but also loves the challenge of long distance running. Her father has taken measures to help her in whatever way he can. She has learned the techniques of breathing, attended several clinics, and purchased the all important running shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoes alone testify that we take the sport seriously. (Might I add we made a special trip to a specialty store to find them.) While many participants will arrive at the track meet in their normal tennis shoes, our daughter will be wearing special running shoes. The benefits are clear. Her new cleats will allow her feet to grip the pavement and give her an extra advantage. Less chance of slipping, more force behind every stride, and obviously, the needed extra to be at her best. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am not entirely convinced of the &lt;em&gt;necessity&lt;/em&gt; of her running shoes, I couldn't help draw a spiritual correlation between her preparations and my own. You see, I am also running a race. I have dabbled in the sport for a while now. My parents ran this race and introduced it to me at a very young age. More recently, as I matured a bit, my commitment evolved and I began in earnest to train. Like the apostle Paul, I am determined to make the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After purchasing special shoes for my daughter, I found myself wondering if I have access to spiritual running shoes. What can I 'lace up' that would help me grip the pavement and keep me from sliding from the track? What spiritual actions (or disciplines) might result in more power in every stride and ensure I endure 'til the very end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not every runner running this race will have taken measures to ensure they are at their very best. Many might not be willing to make the sacrifice. You see, running shoes can be a little costly. Despite the sacrifice involved, I am determined to take any means available to ensure I run my best. What measures have you taken to make sure you are running the best race possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out your running shoes and break them in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-5957299225952410911?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5957299225952410911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/running-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5957299225952410911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5957299225952410911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/running-shoes.html' title='Running Shoes'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-7674814147516567897</id><published>2011-01-17T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T13:13:07.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Dishes</title><content type='html'>I had really looked forward to serving. I was scheduled to waitress at a local seafood restaurant with several volunteers. All of our tips and 10% of the day’s sales would benefit a local women’s shelter directed by a dear friend. We had spread the word far and wide and were expecting large numbers of people to show in support. I couldn’t wait to interact with everyone. Despite the challenge, I envisioned a day of fun and reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, things didn’t proceed as I expected. Before the first customers ever arrived, the owner of the restaurant, a big burly fellow, happened upon me leaning against a bar stool. “If you have time to lean, you have time to clean!” he proclaimed. His observation resulted in my being led to the kitchen to do dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I found waiting in the kitchen wasn’t just one small sink. The kitchen had several sinks piled high with greasy pots and pans. In addition, bowls with discarded shrimp pieces, alligator, and chicken fat needed cleaned as well. This was not at all what I had envisioned. No happy customers. No tips to contribute to the cause; just a lot of dirty dishes and a wire scrub pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn’t the first time my idea of ministry and God’s ideas for me differed. He had altered my plans many times before. During those times, I become fully aware that His thoughts are not my own. What I have learned is that He presents me with a simple choice- “Listen and obey” or “Go your own way”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have graciously refused to help with the dishes. Surely they would have to understand. First, it was not what I had agreed to do that day. Furthermore, I was not really dressed in clothes for scrubbing grease. If I simply refused, I could return to the waitress station and start collecting tips. As I stared at the pile of pans, the two cooks watched to witness my reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seconds felt like minutes. I felt the Lord prompt my spirit first with verses from Colossians and a second from Philippians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3: 17, 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Philippians 2: 14-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God, without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like stars…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;This day, I chose to listen and obey, and I turned with a smile to take the scrub brush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a surprise to discover what had presented as a pile of dirty dishes turned out to be one of the most rewarding days in ministry I have ever had. Not only did I get to scrub countless items clean, I was able to labor beside two faithful men who touched my heart. After witnessing my willingness, the two male cooks had me help by flaying shrimp, frying onion rings and chicken tenders, and preparing plates. Being a witness for Christ had never been so fun. On that day, in the kitchen was where God had needed me most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is God calling you to serve today? Is it all you dreamed it would be or is looking more like a pile of dirty dishes. Whichever the case, do not hesitate. Jump on in with a smile. God leads you to the area He needs you most, and the place God needs you the most is the only place you want to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-7674814147516567897?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7674814147516567897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/dirty-dishes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/7674814147516567897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/7674814147516567897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/dirty-dishes.html' title='Dirty Dishes'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-8713633674869204637</id><published>2011-01-12T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T12:16:56.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Stuck</title><content type='html'>The national weather has recently altered the travel plans of thousands. Last week, people were stuck in airports on the East Coast. Flights from Atlanta, New York, and Philedephia were grounded due to a huge ice storm that left the coast reeling. Passengers grumbled and complained but were ultimately forced to wait the storm out. Days ago, drivers were piling up on a freeway in California as they waited for plows to remove snow that obstructed their path. In blizzard like conditions, people rushed to find nearby shelter and many were reported to have spent the night in their cars. People wanting to be somewhere else, but finding they were simply stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as I sit and type, I have been holed up in the warmth of my home for three days. Several inches of snow and bitter winds have cancelled surrounding schools and shut down most of the small communities around me. Although my husband has plowed our driveway several times, the winds quickly replace the snow he has cleared, leaving my driveway impassible. Like the other travelers mentioned previously, I find that I, too, am simply stuck. The main difference being I do not mind. I am content where I am at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding yourself in a place of confinement can produce much stress. Knowing where you want to be, and being unable to move yourself to that point, can result in anger, frustration, and even depression. Humans like to be in control. When control is removed from our hands, some immediately feel helpless and vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a spiritual sense, we desire control as well. We like our independence and the ability to plan for ourselves. Often, we set goals and devise plans to take us from where we are to where we think we need to be. We construct such plans for ourselves, our families, and even our church. We calculate our path, adjust our speed, and carefully monitor our progress so we will reach our desired destination on time. Ufortunately, we often proceed with our plans without consulting the Master Planner. When this occurs we might just find ourselves on a long highway piled with snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, sometimes the storms of life roll in. If we have stuck close by His side, we will never be stuck in an isolated place. When we follow in His steps, we move only when He advances. We wait patiently when He slows and stop if He pauses. We will not experience undo anxiety or stress when we are sheltered in His Presence. We have all we need, we are loved, and we feel peace. Much like my respite from the cold these last few days. What others might view as being stuck is nothing more than a time holed up in a warm place with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about those times we have not remained by His side and find ourselves truly stuck and unable to move? How should we react? How do we find our way back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we realize we are losing control, our human instinct tells us to fight to gain it back. When we perceive that we have become stuck we fly into action to remedy the situation. Without pause, we will often reevaluate, recalculate and try a new method. We frantically search for answers while God is waiting for us to discard our plans and turn to His. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solution is to cry out to the Lord and to wait on Him to make Himself known. Tune your ear once again to His voice and listen to what He will speak into your situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He will hear your cry.&lt;br /&gt;He will come and find you.&lt;br /&gt;He will rescue you from your distress.&lt;br /&gt;He will shelter you until all danger has passed.&lt;br /&gt;Then, He will fulfill His purpose for you.&lt;br /&gt;For great is His love and faithfulness, it reaches to the heavens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from Psalm 57.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-8713633674869204637?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8713633674869204637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/simply-stuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/8713633674869204637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/8713633674869204637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/simply-stuck.html' title='Simply Stuck'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-2013057719060605978</id><published>2011-01-12T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T08:39:47.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Choice</title><content type='html'>"I want everything shut down at 12 p.m. so you can get some sleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and her three friends heard the instructions and agreed. While allowing them to stay up much later than normal, we still wanted them to get to bed at a decent time. Too little sleep results in a cranky pre-teen daugher and this is an occurrence we often try to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being a night owl myself, I ventured toward bed at a much earlier time and left my husband to enforce bedtime for the girls. Things proceeded as planned. Much later from my half-conscious state, I heard the troops shuffle down to the basement. My husband climbed in beside me and I drifted back toward my sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my dreams were interrupted at 2:30 a.m. when I awoke to whispers and giggling. Unfortunately for the girls, the noise awakened my husband too. One not-too-happy Papa Bear got out of his warm bed to go enforce the bedtime. After stern words, he returned to bed and we lay in silence to see if the girls would disobey again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my ears strained to hear, I silently urged my daughter to make the right choice. I knew a consequence was already forthcoming. The fact that the girls were still awake at 2:30 would result in some serious questioning. The hour set for bedtime had been clear. To their error, they had not obeyed fully. If our daughter failed to make the right choice again, I knew the punishments would begin to pile up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually, I am faced with countless decisions. Each and every choice I make effects my surroundings on the road of life just ahead. I know God has provided fool proof instructions in His Word. As I read these Truths, I must decide if I will fully obey. Many times, I have stood firm on the precepts in His Word. Other times, I have turned away and chosen a path that looked more inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of disobedience, my choices lead to a place of pain and I find myself experiencing the consequences of sin. Even then, I can thankfully turn to God for forgiveness and help. In His love and mercy, He will speak new direction into my life. He will point to the path that clearly leads home. And once again, I get to make a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times has the great cloud of witnesses watched me from above and urged me to make the right choice. What I need to continually remind myself is this one truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God only gives solutions to be implemented, not suggestions to be considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message found in His Word is the solution. The instruction He provides through my pastor and Godly counsel is part of the same solution. His way is the only path that will lead to life. Any plan I devise on my own is faulty. If I remember His directions are always in my best interest, the right choice is much easier to make.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-2013057719060605978?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/2013057719060605978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/right-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/2013057719060605978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/2013057719060605978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/right-choice.html' title='The Right Choice'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-6879196738262376192</id><published>2011-01-08T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T04:30:14.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Questions</title><content type='html'>I love spending time with my niece. Her inquisitive nature keeps me on my toes. She is like a little sponge soaking up every bit of information. Her questions are both funny and endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans were created to be emotional and intellectual creatures. We were created in the image of God. In fact, God wired us to ask questions only He can answer. Questions such as What is Turth? Why am I here? and What is my purpose? These questions start us on a search that hopefully leads to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These initial questions are only the beginning. As long as we live and breath, we will continue to ask questions. God planned it that way. However, we will not recieve an immediate answer to every questioned asked. There are some answers that remain hidden until eternity. Many people get hung up fretting over answers that have not arrived. When we are unable to trust God with our uncertainties, our sinful nature can cause us to dwell on all the wrong questions. Questions like "Why me?" and "When will the answer come?" divert our attention from the plan God has for our present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find yourself in a situation that you cannot explain or understand, it is helpful to ask the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;How can I bring You glory in this situation?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is it You are trying to teach me now?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who will be influenced by my actions during this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Asking the right questions can make a huge difference. Rather than getting slowed down by questions which leave us spinning our spiritual tires, good questions will propel us forward. God wants us to continue asking and He wants our questions to bring us closer to Him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What questions have been circling in your mind? Are they questions that tend to stunt your spiritual growth? Do you need to adjust your thoughts and perspective? Ask God to help you focus on questions that will result in growth and produce fruit in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-6879196738262376192?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6879196738262376192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/right-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/6879196738262376192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/6879196738262376192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/right-questions.html' title='The Right Questions'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-3917288096826202099</id><published>2011-01-08T12:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T15:20:41.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Infallible Road Map</title><content type='html'>It was time for a vacation with extended family. This trip involved eleven people, two over sized and over stuffed vehicles, and two new GPS systems- one for each vehicle. My husband had consulted the map and knew exactly where we needed to go. It was a route we had traveled numerous times. However, our smaller vehicle had been passed over for a larger one and my husband wasn't one of the drivers. We all piled in and the chosen drivers started the engines. The GPS systems were fired up and programmed to take us on the shortest route available. Modern technology, what a blessing. What could go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I settled in for the long drive, but soon noticed my husband was beginning to fidget. As I took inventory of our surroundings, I immediately realized our small caravan had not taken the route my husband and I were so accustomed to. Not a problem, right? The GPS system had simply chosen an alternate course. A shorter route. A better choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long for my husband to voice his concerns. "Aren't you planning to get on the interstate?", he asked. This, and several other inquiries, produced the same result. The drivers, after consulting with each other by cell phone, decided to stick with the route provided by the GPS. They were confident it provided the best plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband set back in his seat and determined to hold his tongue. He was not in the driver's seat so he abided by the decision of those driving. Thankfully, he had all he could take 45 minutes later when we were traveling at a very slow speed down a one lane dirt road between two corn fields. No joke. The smooth ride and fast pace of the interstate had not yet been reached. In addition, not one town or restroom could be seen on the distant horizon. This held the potential for being the longest and most miserable road trip ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the promise of securing the best route available, the GPS had failed us miserably. Additionally, because the chosen drivers had not consulted a traditional road map before embarking, they failed to recognize the advice given by the GPS was faulty. Their lack of preparation, and dependence on a device prone to error, added unnecessary time and frustration to our trip. Fortunately, because he had consulted the map, my husband was able to take the wheel and lead the caravan to the interstate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this day of modern Christianity, there are many different avenues for strengthening one's faith. The internet provides worship services and sermons at the click of a mouse. Bible study and home fellowship groups are the newest phenomenon. Devotionals and blogs providing encouragement and direction abound to help you in your faith walk. With profound advice available, writers like Warren, Osteen, Maxwell, and Blackaby are producing best sellers left and right. Unfortunately, while looking for the easiest and most direct route to mature faith, many people turn to these options and neglect the original road map, the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Bible is infallible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;infallible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) incapable of erring&lt;br /&gt;2.) incapable of failing&lt;br /&gt;3.) incapable of error in declaring doctrine on faith or morals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible is the best source for spiritual direction. It is an infallible road map and cannot lead you astray. Any other source comes from mere man, and man- no matter how spiritual- is capable of error. While other sources of study and/or encouragement can supplement the information obtained from the Word of God, they should never replace it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you prone to using a spiritual GPS system of some kind or do you have a first-hand knowledge of the route you should take? In your assessment, here are some simple questions you might want to consider. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you rely on the words of others for your direction or do you consult the Bible for yourself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Are you satisfied with the spiritual nourishment you receive during Sunday's service or do you sit down with your Bible to regularly feast on its truths? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Would you immediately recognize the danger if someone or something began to lead you down a route that ventured from Biblical truth? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one has a personal knowledge of the truths presented in the Bible, he or she is not easily deceived or led astray. The only way to know and effectively hide the Word of God in your heart is to read it and experience it for yourself. Why not set aside an additional amount of time today to simply soak up the message God's word has for you. It is alive and active. If you allow God to, He will use His Word to speak a specific word into your life today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your word, O LORD, is eternal; it stands firm in the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I love your law! I meditate on it all day long.&lt;br /&gt;Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.&lt;br /&gt;The statutes You have laid down are righteous; they are fully trustworthy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~from Psalm 119&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-3917288096826202099?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3917288096826202099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/infallible-road-map.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/3917288096826202099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/3917288096826202099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/infallible-road-map.html' title='The Infallible Road Map'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-5574010483738958002</id><published>2011-01-02T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T06:06:25.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Slippery Slide</title><content type='html'>As the Puritan water truck came up the driveway, I wondered if it would make it up. I live at the top of a hill and the driveway is a continuous incline to the top. On this particular day, snow and ice covered the drive and made the conditions hazardous. With care, the truck made it to the top and I stepped out on the porch to meet the driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we stood and exchanged greetings, a scary thing happened. The large water truck began to slide down the driveway. Helpless and unsure what to do, the driver watched in horror as his truck picked up speed and continued down the drive. The seconds seemed to drag for hours as we waited to see the outcome of this potential disaster. We both let out a sigh of relief when the truck slid completely off the drive and came to a stop in the snow drift in my front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although a disaster was averted, the truck driver still had a huge problem on his hands. And really, the driver was not at fault. He had done everything that was expected of him. After assessing the risk, the driver had proceeded up my drive with great caution. He had parked the truck and put on his emergency break. Unfortunately, all his care didn't prevent his truck from sliding in the slippery conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually speaking, can you recall a time you found yourself in a precarious position because you cautiously proceeded into an area that really should have been avoided altogether? In error, we have enough confidence in our flesh to believe if we venture into dangerous areas with great care we will be able to remain in control. How foolish! Even if we proceed cautiously and apply the break when we think we have reached a stable place, we are still in danger of sliding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the Puritan truck was pulled from my yard and safely on the road again, I assured the driver that skipping my drive completely was acceptable the next time it looked hazardous. I also had a long talk with God. I thanked Him for the ability to feel conviction when He prompts me to stay clear of an area He finds too risky for me. I also asked for wisdom and a desire to simply trust and obey. He knows me better than I know myself. He knows what I can handle and also what I need to avoid so I don't find myself struggling on a slope of compromise. I don't want to live my life on a slippery slide. I want my feet planted on solid ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from Him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; He is my fortress, I will never be shaken.  Psalm 62:1-2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-5574010483738958002?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5574010483738958002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/slippery-slide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5574010483738958002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5574010483738958002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2011/01/slippery-slide.html' title='A Slippery Slide'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-2109032118887829391</id><published>2010-12-25T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T06:34:20.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Plan</title><content type='html'>Most everyone views the start of another year as a chance at a new beginning. Vows are made to break old habits, start healthy traditions, restore broken relationships, and begin anew. We look toward the future with expectancy and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spirit of the New Year bleeds over into the Christian world as well. Pastors cast new visions for thier congregations. One year Bible reading plans are printed and distributed. People inspire to be more faithful and get more involved. We dream big and quote verses to stir excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one such verse from Ephesians.  &lt;em&gt;Now unto him that is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us.&lt;/em&gt; (Ephesians 3:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we plan to strengthen our disciplines and better our situations, we subconsciously hope God is gearing up for big things too. We wonder if this will be the year God comes through for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year will God bring revival? Supply a better job? Heal a dear friend from cancer? Save a lost loved one? Will He, this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look at the context surrounding our key verse from Ephesians reveals a simple, yet profound, fact about God's plans. While man prioritizes outward things, God prioritizes an inward work. We focus on our surroundings and circumstances, but God's first desire is to do an internal work in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we can understand the &lt;strong&gt;what&lt;/strong&gt; God desires to do in Ephesians 3:20, we must first look at the preceeding verses to determine the &lt;strong&gt;where&lt;/strong&gt; God wants to minister. The where in verse 16 is 'the inner man'. Verse 17 talks about 'in your hearts'. Our key verse of Ephesians 3:20 clearly ends with 'in us'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean God will not move physical mountains for us? Absolutely not. But it does reveal that the promise made in Ephesians 3:20 is more closely related to the workings of the Holy Spirit in our spiritual lives, not just miracles for our life conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This upcoming year, why not turn the focus toward your inner man? Instead of hoping God will work in your life circumstances, why not give Him full rein to do an internal work in you? More than anything else, God wants to minister HIMSELF to you. If you turn all of you over to His Spirit within you, He'll do an inner work that exceeds anything you could ask or think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-2109032118887829391?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/2109032118887829391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year-new-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/2109032118887829391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/2109032118887829391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-year-new-plan.html' title='New Year, New Plan'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-6395465676597010108</id><published>2010-12-24T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T07:29:58.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleansed</title><content type='html'>I was recently perplexed as I witnessed an over-the-road trucker stuffing his groceries into his tractor-trailer. A struggle with his carts, as he pushed one and pulled the other, got my attention in the first place. But what amazed me was he dragged each cart past his shiny red sleeper extended cab and opened a door to the trailer. Even more perplexing was the fact he was currently hauling a trailer that transports pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in the Central United States, these large trailers, termed 'pig trucks' by my children, frequently travel the highway which weaves through our small town. Over the years, when my son has seen such a truck approaching, he'd shout out a resounding warning "Pig Truck!" and quickly hold his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senses have experienced several pig trucks up close and personal. The memories made me shudder in disgust as I watched the man pile groceries and other necessities into the filth of his trailer. What was he thinking? All his food would surely be contaminated. I couldn't explain the logic behind his actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continued to watch in amazement, I was reminded how God had executed a similar action. In order to redeem us, God chose to live among us. Jesus saw our sin with human eyes, and rubbed shoulders with our filth. Yet, Christ gave Himself as a spotless lamb untainted by our world. What mind would have ever thought of such a plan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God's plan didn't stop there. He chose to place His Spirit, a gift sacred and holy, into fallen man. Before He enters to do His inner work, the heart and life of each man is filled with filth. Each could be judged and the following sentence declared-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfit. Dirty. Unworthy. Condemned. Fit for destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, God's plan overthrows the condemning sentence. In Him, we can be created anew. He can declare us-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleansed. Beautiful. Righteous. Forgiven. Chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this illogical story to be true. I have experienced it myself. Yet, I still find it hard to fully comprehend. Oh, the mystery of God's plan! What wondrous grace and mercy it displays. Although I cannot reason it out, I long for the day it is finally complete and I will bow before His throne. I will be cleansed, wearing a robe of salvation which is white as snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah, sinful nation, a people loaded with guilt, a brood of evildoers, children given to corruption! They have forsaken the LORD; they have spurned the Holy One of Israel and turned their backs on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come now, let us reason together," says the LORD. "though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 1:4,18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-6395465676597010108?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6395465676597010108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/12/cleansed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/6395465676597010108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/6395465676597010108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/12/cleansed.html' title='Cleansed'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-6585695203629992359</id><published>2010-12-22T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T19:43:54.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewed Reverence</title><content type='html'>I walked through the Old City of Jerusalem toward the Western Wall in amazement. I still could not believe God had blessed me with the gift of traveling to His city and walking among His people. What a beautiful people they were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Western Wall, I observed the people as they lifted prayers toward heaven. Each person stood in reverence swaying as they conversed with God. I discovered later that a devout Jew will remain in constant movement while in the Presence of Jehovah. A simple, but effective way, to remind himself that idleness and complacency are not what He desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my interest piqued, I continued to watch and observe and found there are many ways the Jewish people demonstrate an uncomparable respect for the Only True God. A practicing Jew will not speak the name of God. Rather than saying the name aloud, Jewish people refer to Yahweh with the Hebrew term, Hashem, which literally means The Name. This substitue is used because they believe His name is too precious to causually roll from common and unworthy lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In writings by a Jew, you will not find the various names of God (including Hashem, YHVH, Elohim, and El Shaddai) written in their complete forms. For example, God is written as G-d. If God's name is recorded onto a piece of paper, there is the possibility that The Name will be disrespected, such as being erased, defaced by being crossed out or scribbled upon, torn, thrown in the trash, or ravaged in some other way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize these outward demonstrations cannot effectively reflect the intent of the heart. Even while adhering to these customs, a Jew's thoughts and heart may be far from God. But as I witnessed these practices, I couldn't help but examine my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to travel to an ancient wall to feel near the presence of Almighty God. This holy God came to earth as man and gave His life for mine. His Spirit now resides within me. He is with me continually, even when I am unaware. I love to praise His name aloud. When faced with a problem, my first reaction is to speak His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, constant companionship can cause me to treat this relationship as if it is commonplace. Oh, what an error! This relationship is the greatest gift I will ever receive. While God has called me His friend, I must never forget who He is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is Almighty God. The only True God.&lt;br /&gt;He has always been. He will always be.&lt;br /&gt;He is Truth and Justice. &lt;br /&gt;He has made all my eyes can see and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;He is  more than I can wrap my mind around.&lt;br /&gt;He is Holy. He is mine because He gave Himself freely.&lt;br /&gt;His position and person demands my reverence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He commanded them, saying, "Thus you shall act in the fear of the Lord, faithfully and with a loyal heart."&lt;/em&gt;  2 Chronicles 19:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, and the knowledge of the Holy One is understanding.&lt;/em&gt; Proverbs 9:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-6585695203629992359?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6585695203629992359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-walked-through-old-city-of-jerusalem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/6585695203629992359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/6585695203629992359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-walked-through-old-city-of-jerusalem.html' title='Renewed Reverence'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-7255216800256764369</id><published>2010-12-14T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T15:55:41.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose Your Words Wisely</title><content type='html'>I went to a shower recently were a bridesmaid carefully recorded every statement the bride utterred as she opened her gifts. After the bride finished, the bridesmaid read her comments aloud for all to hear. The guests sat and giggled in appreciation as they listened to her numerous statements of surprise and gratitude. She must have said "Oh, I love it" a hundred times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but wonder what might be recorded if someone did the same to me. I concluded my words might not be too offensive on a day things were going my way. It is easier to smile and speak kindness on easy days. But would I be embarrassed by my words on a day full of tests and tribulation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often forget the power my words possess. I have the ability to speak words that inspire and increase faith in those around me. I have the ability to speak blessings and life while encouraging a brother or sister to stay the course. I have the ability to build up my family, my friends, and all those around me. But with this power also comes the ability to tear down, discourage, and even hurt those who fallen within earshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the power of my words extends beyond direct comments to a person. Even when talking about the challenges in life or a specific situation, my words produce an effect. While I might not speak direct slander, the words from my mouth can be destructive. Do I search out the positive in each and every situation and comment accordingly? Do I see and speak with a godly perspective? Or do my words reveal opinions and thougths viewed through a wordly lens? How conscious am I about speaking blessings rather than complaints and strife? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My statements alone will reveal the innermost condition of my heart. If I choose to honor this power I have been granted, I will submit my thoughts and my tongue to His control. God's desire is for our actions and our statements to glorify Him. Friend, ask Him to give you a clean heart, renew in you a right spirit, and help you choose your words wisely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in God's likeness. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursings. My brothers, this should not be."  James 3:9-10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-7255216800256764369?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7255216800256764369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/12/choose-your-words-wisely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/7255216800256764369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/7255216800256764369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/12/choose-your-words-wisely.html' title='Choose Your Words Wisely'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-5540029615080820443</id><published>2010-10-02T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T12:05:38.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ineffective Grace?</title><content type='html'>I love it when I study and God highlights something in His word. Something I have never noticed before. Something that stops me in my tracks and makes me really think about my own faith walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For I am the least of the apostles, unworthy to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God. But by God's grace I am what I am, and His grace towards me was not ineffective." 1 Corinthians 15:9-10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have encountered many things in life that have been ineffective.  The strips I bought from my dentist to brighten my teeth didn't seem to do the job.  The plan I developed to keep my house tidy with just 10 minutes a day didn't produced the desired effect either. But ineffective grace?  Can there be such a thing? I couldn't help but ponder Paul's words. What was he trying to convey to me? What warning for my own life is nestled into his writing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trusty Webster dictionary has the following entry for ineffective:&lt;br /&gt;ineffective: adj, 1) Not causing an intended effect  2) Incapable of performing efficiently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know and am convinced that God is capable of any and all things. His grace is perfect and when applied to a life it is efficiently effective. So, can God's grace be ineffective as Paul suggests? God is faithful to do His part and He cannot mess up. However, I am not perfect. Is there a way I can alter the intended effect God desires grace to produce in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed Paul wrote about ineffective grace in the context of his past mistakes and feelings of unworthiness. Yet, Paul testifies that he has overcome his past.  He is what he is because God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to think of my own past. While I am convinced of my salvation, I am not always sure of my worthiness. There are many things in my past which bring me shame. As the Spirit ministered to my heart I realized, at times, I have allowed grace to be ineffective in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's grace is sufficient to wash me white as snow. Christ's righteousness becomes my own and puts me in right standing before God. With His blood applied to my life, I am worthy. If I believe this to be Truth, why do I so readily doubt? Often, I fail to apply God's grace to every aspect of my life and every area of my heart. When I fail to apply grace fully, I hinder God's grace and it is unable to have the full intended effect in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I pass up an opportunity to minister to another sister because I feel unworthy, I have rendered grace ineffective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I allow the Devil to speak lies to me regarding my past, burdening my heart once again, I have rendered grace ineffective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I open old wounds and refuse to allow God to completely heal my hurts, I render His grace ineffective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list could go on and on. While God's grace is sufficient, it's effectiveness is dependent on how much or little I apply. What about you? Is there an area in your life that you have hindered God's work? Have you sprinkled your life with grace, but failed to be completely washed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a minute today to examine the effectiveness of God's grace in your life. Have you allowed Him to make you completely into the person He desires you to be? Don't let His grace be ineffective in your life. Let Him wash you anew each morning in His grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, &lt;br /&gt;Help me to become all You intend for me to be. Help me to grow beyond my past and my doubts and to allow Your Grace to be fully effective in every area of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-5540029615080820443?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5540029615080820443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/10/ineffective-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5540029615080820443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5540029615080820443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/10/ineffective-grace.html' title='Ineffective Grace?'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-9043525966664383766</id><published>2010-08-01T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T19:15:04.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconditional Blessing</title><content type='html'>Not long ago, my daughter asked to have two friends sleep over. I readily consented with the only instruction that she clean her room before they arrived. She promised she would and skipped off to make the necessary phone calls. As the date neared, I noticed that her room was not yet clean and reminded her of my request. She again promised it was on her to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hours before her friends arrived, I was disappointed to find her room still in disarray. Although I considered canceling her plans, I decided to extend mercy. Not only was my daughter looking forward to the night, but her two friends were as well. I did not have the heart to call and tell the friends they could not come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening, one mother called to check on her daughter and tell her goodnight. Before hanging up, the mother asked if my daughter would like to come over to their house the following evening to swim. I explained that it depended on the condition of her room. I explained the situation and that I had decided not to continue pestering her to comply. I would simply wait to see how long it took for the job to be completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my daughter missed out on several opportunities because of her lack of discipline. It took several days, but she discovered her failure to comply with my request had resulted in an inability to participate in several outings with her friends. Her disobedience had a direct correlation to freedoms and experiences I allowed her to enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life often resembles my daughter's messy room. I can't seem to keep everything tidy and in order. I fail to make Godly decisions, I create turmoil in my relationships, and I simply fail to glorify and properly portray my heavenly Father. However, He has given me plenty of instruction. His instruction, whether written or spoken through a human vessel, reveals how to deal with and effectively remedy any mess. But, like my daughter, I do not obey as well as I could. Even then, I often lack the discipline to get the work done in a timely fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad to think some Christians believe God deals with people in the same manner I used with my daughter. Fortunately, God cannot be compared to you and me. And in our human understanding, His ways are sometimes hard to comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many believe that blessings in Christ are based on obedience and discipline. Earthly fathers often withhold blessings when a child has disappointed or angered them. My heavenly Father is faithful even when I am not. He supplies mercy in great abundance. He does not wait for me to get my life in order before He extends grace, love and blessings. For that I am so very grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But You, O LORD, are a God full of compassion, and gracious, longsuffering and abundant in mercy and truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 86:15&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-9043525966664383766?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/9043525966664383766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/08/obedience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/9043525966664383766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/9043525966664383766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/08/obedience.html' title='Unconditional Blessing'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-5676496201318581394</id><published>2010-07-23T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T07:38:21.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe and Sound</title><content type='html'>Several days ago, I met a good friend at a local restaurant. As I pulled into the parking lot, I noticed storm clouds in the distance.  I checked to make sure both our car windows were up and went on in to find her.  We enjoyed a long chat.  She shared what God was doing in her life.  I talked about some of the happenings in my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat and visited, the storm rolled in. The sky outside the window grew increasingly dark. The winds picked up and the rains beat down. Once, the lights inside the restaurant flickered off and we sat in darkness for a few seconds. However, the storm outside did not interrupt our conversation at all.  We remained secure and dry in the safety of the restaurant. After our hour had expired and the storm had passed, I left my friend feeling encouraged and refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drove home, I was shocked at the amount of damage caused by the storm.  Roads were blocked from uprooted trees and power lines had fallen.  Houses were missing sections of roof and vehicles sat crunched under broken limbs. I had to take a lengthy detour just to get to my house. From the looks of the damage, it was clear tornado-like winds had accompanied the storm through our small town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled at how oblivious my friend and I had been to the dangers around us. We had watched the storm from a safe place. It had not produced undo stress or worry. We felt protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with God is also a safe place.  Like most, I have watched numerous storms roll into my life. Not just refreshing rain showers, but violent storms capable of causing lasting damage. Yet, when I rest in the safety my heavenly Father provides, He shelters me from the dangers and stress of life. He provides a safe and secure place to wait out the storm. I experience peace in the protection He provides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father also blesses me with Godly friendships that provide a similar safety. I am so grateful for the relationships He has planted in my life. Friends to provide encouragement and support. Girlfriends that will challenge me, correct me, and speak Truth as they counsel me. People who love me through my mistakes and provide a safe place for me to be real and expose my brokenness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you turn when you see dark clouds approaching?  Do you know that Jesus awaits with open arms to pull you into safety? Cry out to Him and He will hear your call. He desires to provide your every need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you already secure in a relationship with Christ? If so, there is no need to search for any other means of protection. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; is all you need. Rest in Him until the storm clouds pass you by. His arms provide safety and warmth, peace and protection, and above all, love and eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How lovely is Your dwelling place, LORD of Hosts.&lt;br /&gt;Even a sparrow finds a home, and a swallow, a nest for herself where she places her young-&lt;br /&gt;near Your altars, LORD of Hosts, my King and my God.&lt;br /&gt;How happy are those who reside in Your house, who praise you continually.   Selah.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 84:1,3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-5676496201318581394?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5676496201318581394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/07/safe-and-sound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5676496201318581394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5676496201318581394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/07/safe-and-sound.html' title='Safe and Sound'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-8808292337538482139</id><published>2010-07-07T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:51:04.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Highlights</title><content type='html'>In reading through the Bible this year, I recently started through the long lists of OT kings that led the divided nation of Israel. At the same time, my study partner, Susan, and I were studying the kings.  Susan and I agreed the names can be confusing and hard to pronounce. The dates of their reigns seem to overlap and we couldn't seem to keep them all straight. But, in spite of my confusion, God was able to teach me a valuable lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan was quick to point out the following things.  Many times in Scripture God gives us a detailed description of a life. With these many kings, that didn't seem to be the case. What she did notice was that God gave the same information for the many kings listed. He thought it important to share with us the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What God was purposeful in sharing was the following things:&lt;br /&gt;- The dates and major details of their reigns.&lt;br /&gt;- The major battles each faced, listing defeats and victories.&lt;br /&gt;- Their use (or misuse) of the power He gave them.&lt;br /&gt;- Thier faithfulness or lack thereof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat and discussed these facts, we realized that it was this same information that mattered most in our lives. While I am busy living life from day to day, I gander the heavenly scribes are making notes on the important highlights of my life. In between the dates of my birth and death, I'm sure they are recording the major battles I have faced. I pray I have experienced more victories than defeats. Sometimes it is hard to step back and let Him fight for me.  I'm now convinced they are recording how I use the power He has given me. I long to show myself a worthy parent, friend and leader. He has placed many in my path of influence and I need to be continually aware of the power that brings.  And, finally, I hope to remain faithful, no matter what life seems to throw my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than any earthly crown, I want to earn a crown of righteousness on that great judgement day. When God looks back over the highlights of my life, I hope His heart is filled with pride and His face breaks into a smile.  I wait to hear Him say "Well done, thou good and faithful servant."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-8808292337538482139?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8808292337538482139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/07/facebook-highlights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/8808292337538482139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/8808292337538482139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/07/facebook-highlights.html' title='The Highlights'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-8396852022602620437</id><published>2010-06-11T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T14:50:22.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloom Where You Are Planted, Then Bloom Again</title><content type='html'>Several weeks ago, the backyard was covered in a spray of color. My spring flowers had been well-watered from the gentle rains and stood tall and proud of their beauty. They attracted many hummingbirds and the fragrance they gave forth was well worth the effort of caring for them. But as time slipped by, the flowers began to lose their vibrant colors. Before long, all that remained was an ugly evidence that the blooms were long past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the fragrance was no longer detectable and the flowers had become an eyesore, I retreated to the garage to find my clippers. With clippers in hand, I sat and carefully cut the stem of each and every wilted flower in hopes of spurring the plants to bloom once again. Even if the plants did not, I was satisfied that the plants appeared much healthier with the dead parts removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several days passed and I noticed the plants had produced another round of small buds. Obviously, removing the dead flowers and stems had allowed the plants to focus on producing new growth. In several days, I am expecting my yard to once again be filled with beautiful, fragrant flowers and the benefits that accompany them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look forward to enjoying new flowers, I can't help but wonder what area of my own life needs pruning. While I am happy to bloom where I am planted, I often resist when the Master Gardener takes out his pruners to remove what was once beautiful and fragrant, but has lost its luster. Although the pruning is uncomfortable for a time, the result is a life that is able to bloom again, bring glory to the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am the true vine, and My Father is the vineyard keeper. Every branch in Me that does not produce fruit He removes, and He prunes every branch that pruduces fruit so that it will produce more fruit."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;John 15: 1-2, HCSB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-8396852022602620437?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8396852022602620437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/06/bloom-where-you-are-planted-then-bloom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/8396852022602620437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/8396852022602620437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/06/bloom-where-you-are-planted-then-bloom.html' title='Bloom Where You Are Planted, Then Bloom Again'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-5116388536128771026</id><published>2010-06-06T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T11:37:45.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>While I'm Waiting</title><content type='html'>I can be a very impatient person.  I know what I want and I am not one to sit around and wait for things to happen.  I like to make things happen.  I like to be in control.  I get anxious when I am forced to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, waiting seems to be a part of my life everyday.  I wait for my children.  I wait for my husband.  I even find myself waiting for people I do not even know.  However, these times seem trivial when compared to some of the eternal things I find myself waiting for.  You see, I often find myself waiting on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am waiting on healing for a mentor and friend.  I am waiting on deliverance from temptations that I cannot escape on my own.  I am waiting on answers to prayers first prayed years ago.  And the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look to the Scriptures to find encouragement.  Early in the book of Genesis, I find I am not the only one who had to learn to patiently wait on God.  Let me share a few examples-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abraham waited 25 years before his promised son was conceived.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Joseph waited 13 years for deliverance from slavery and imprisonment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moses wonder why God has sparred his life for 80 years before God spoke to him from the burning bush to give him direction and purpose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Hebrew people left Egypt after 430 years of waiting for God's mighty hand of deliverance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The Scriptures are full of believers who faithfully waited on God's purpose and plan.  His plan was perfect every time.  I pray that I can learn to do the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I cannot clearly see the path I must take, I still desire to walk obediently.  I pray for a heart that will draw close to Him and offer sincere worship while I wait.  Although I cannot know or begin to understand the details of His plan, I can rest assured in His purpose.  Besides drawing encouragement from the examples in Scripture, I can also find countless verses that offer me hope and peace while I'm waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don't try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way.&lt;/span&gt;"   &lt;br /&gt;James 1:2-4  The Message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know what I am doing.  I have it all planned out-plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for&lt;/span&gt;."  &lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11  The Message&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-5116388536128771026?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5116388536128771026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/06/while-im-waiting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5116388536128771026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5116388536128771026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/06/while-im-waiting.html' title='While I&apos;m Waiting'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-3789395179691971006</id><published>2010-05-26T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T08:05:14.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because</title><content type='html'>The other day I was caught by surprise.  It was one of those small things in life that brightened my entire day.  I was busy with my daily chores when my son came around the corner with a big smile on his face.  He walked right up to me and gave me a huge hug.  After returning the hug, I stepped back and looked in his sweet face.  I waited for the request I knew was sure to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my son was younger, he loved to climb up on my lap.  We would spend time snuggled up-talking, reading, and simply enjoying the time we had together.  Although he blossomed in the attention he received from me, the affection was not one sided.  My son got so much pleasure in showering me with love.  My old journal has evidence of those days tucked within its pages.  A dried flower he brought to me.  A simple drawing he made of us.  Special things he did to show me he loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, as my son grew toward independence, things began to slowly change.  His kisses all but disappeared.  The tokens of affection I received were far less.  His attention toward me became more self-serving.  He needed me to drive him here and there.  He needed me to wash his favorite shirt.  Although his need of me was very obvious, his love for me was not.  The hugs and kisses I did receive usually accompanied a request of some kind.  I found myself longing for the days when his affection was given freely and without motive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but wonder if my heavenly Father feels the same.  How often do I take time to curl up on His lap just because of my desire to spend time with Him and shower Him with love?  When I am honest, I must admit that I most often go to Him with needs and requests.  While He knows I love Him, I wonder if He longs for days past when I was more giving with my affections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?  Has your relationship with Christ lost its original passion and turned into something more self-serving?  When was the last time you came to Him for no other reason but to spend time with Him and shower Him with love?  While God doesn't begrudge our needs and petitions, He delights in a heart that comes to Him in purest worship and adoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a renewed commitment to take time to daily curl up on His lap.  He deserves more from me than a quickly spoken word of love coupled with yet another request.  He alone is worthy of my greatest affection and praise.  In addition, the affection is never one-sided. I find that in His lap I blossom the most.  I always leave fuller than when I came.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-3789395179691971006?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3789395179691971006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/3789395179691971006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/3789395179691971006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-because.html' title='Just Because'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-5179091040593281438</id><published>2010-05-19T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:00:51.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison Ivy</title><content type='html'>Several mornings past, I woke up with a small irritation.  I had a patch of skin that was dry and itchy.  I smoothed on some of my favorite lotion and went on with my day.  However, the lotion didn't seem to work and my area of irritation began to spread.  By the end of the following day, it was clear to me that my problem was more serious than dry skin alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to my dismay, the small patch of dry skin grew into a much larger patch of red blisters that itched like crazy.  This was no small irritation.   It was poison ivy- a battle I had encountered before.  I was bewildered.  How did I manage to contract poison ivy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick inventory of the last few days provided my answer.  I remembered stepping off the walking trail at my local park to admire a flower I had not immediately recognized.  Because I have known the evils of poison ivy in the past, I had been careful.  I hadn't reached down to touch the flower.  I knew better than that.  I had only stepped close to take a peek.  Apparently, because of my sensitivity, I should have remained on the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I dug through my cabinet to find an appropriate remedy, I was reminded of my spiritual propensity to wander.  Matthew 7:14 reads "narrow is the road that leads to life".  I have committed to walk this road with Christ, yet I admit I have wandered from the path in attempt to look more closely at something that attracted my attention.  More often than not, the times I wandered produced irritation and poison in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what area(s) are you most sensitive to the poisons of the world?  When are you most prone to wander?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest reflection helped me identify other stretches in the journey that have been most peaceful.   During those times, I have purposefully walked past many distractions.  I was able to do so because my eyes were fixed upon the road ahead and on the One who led the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, knowledge of the Word helps me to better prepare for the journey.  Everything I'll ever need to walk along the narrow path is provided for me.  While I read and apply the instructions God has shared with me, I also come to know my travel companion in a more real and intimate way.  When I walk in awe of the One who has beckoned me come, I am not easily distracted by the things the world can offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can a young man keep his way pure? By living according to your word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I seek you with all my heart; do not let me stray from your commands.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 119:9-10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-5179091040593281438?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5179091040593281438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/05/poison-ivy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5179091040593281438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/5179091040593281438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/05/poison-ivy.html' title='Poison Ivy'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-3681850014377965064</id><published>2010-04-30T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:51:29.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Silence</title><content type='html'>As I was traveling the other day, I found myself in that place on the journey where the radio station I was listening to was starting to fade. Rather than push scan and search for another station, I simply pushed the 'off' button and drove a while in the silence. This is an unusual occurence for me. I much prefer to make the drive singing along to contemporary christian music or listening to a good program on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drove along in the silence, I became aware of noises my car was making. I could clearly hear a low humming. As I strained to hear the hum, I also noticed a faint ticking sound. I listened intently and began to worder if the sounds were normal. Was this the way my car always sounded? Should I be concerned? I had to admit that I didn't have a clue because I had not taken time to listen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continued on in the near silence, wondering if I would even make it to my destination, I couldn't help but think of my own life. As a mother that works full time, I am constantly on the go. I have a calendar that is bustling with family, work, and ministry-minded activities. These responsibilities, in addition to my studying and writing for Response to Grace Ministries, keep my days filled to the brim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I enjoy being busy and tend to thrive in this environment, I realized I very rarely take the time to put everything aside and sit in the silence. Sometimes the silence is unsettling. When I sit in the silence, I am forced to take notice of the things that are easily hidden in the noise of life. A hurt that I haven't allowed God to heal. An offense that I have refused to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I am fearful of what I might learn about my innerself, I take courage in the fact that God is also there with me in the silence. In 1 Kings chapter 19, I am reminded how Elijah looked for Yahweh in the wind, but He was not there. Yahweh was not present in the earthquake or the fire. Instead, Yahweh presented Himself to Elijah and spoke to him in a gentle whisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides coming face to face with things of self that need attention, it is in the silence I come face to face with a Redeemer that is able to speak healing and wholeness into my life. If I am not willing to stay awhile in the silence, I will never experience the full extent of healing that is available to me there. While I am tempted to turn back and hide myself in the bustle of life, I know that the hard work that accompanies the silence will produce a harvest in my life. It is when I truly relinguish these hidden struggles to God, that I experience His power and know that He is God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be still, and know that I am God"&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 46:10a, NIV&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-3681850014377965064?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3681850014377965064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/3681850014377965064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/3681850014377965064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-silence.html' title='In the Silence'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-2046577229740155408</id><published>2010-03-09T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:39:09.091-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipleship'/><title type='text'>Reconstruction Project</title><content type='html'>What has your response to grace looked like lately? Are you continually letting Christ make you more like Him? Are you finding the journey toward Christ-like character is a challenging one? I'm committed to growing in Christ, but I've found the work is not always easy. At times, it can be down right painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one such day. Today, God was gracious enough to reveal to me my prideful spirit. I can't say I enjoyed it, but I did ask for it. Literally. Because my desire is to be like Christ, I have given Him full rein to move me from the place I currently reside to the place He desires and needs for me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, God and I are working on a reconstruction project. Reconstruction is a specialty with God. He can take the barely-standing structure that humans call life and remodel it from the inside out. I discovered when I invited God to partner with me in change, He participated fully.  When I told Him I wanted to be more like Him, He took me at my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remodeling can be quite an undertaking. Believe me when I say looking at the deep places inside- my deepest longings, my fears, why I do the things I do- has uncovered an ugly mess. But He hasn't yet decided that I am not worth all the effort. And, I am not fearful that He will. He can see how beautiful the end project could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, after the extremely hard work he had me do today, I am convinced even more that He loves me. He sees what I can be in Him and His dreams for me are far above and beyond what I can ever begin to imagine. This is why He is so good to reveal to me the real me. So I can continue to work towards what I am destined to become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I work day to day to complete the plans He has laid out for me, He is working on a construction project all His own. When my hard work is finally finished and my time on earth is done, I am moving into a mansion on a street made of gold that He completed just for me.  I can hardly wait to get there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will give Him permission to do a little remodeling in your life.  The end product and the relationship you build as you work together are beyond compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you" declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."  Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-2046577229740155408?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/2046577229740155408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/03/reconstruction-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/2046577229740155408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/2046577229740155408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2010/03/reconstruction-project.html' title='Reconstruction Project'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-297908396847375792</id><published>2009-11-10T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T18:11:51.977-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='response'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Response to Grace</title><content type='html'>Humans are people of conditioning and we are conditioned to respond.  We respond to a change of temperature in a room.  We respond when we hear an infant cry.  We respond when someone hurts or offends us or when someone gives us an unexpected gift.  Many times we respond openly and unashamedly.  Other times, we try to hide our response because of fear or embarassment.  However, no matter how hard we try, it is very difficult to withhold the actual response itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point in life, every person has an opportunity to respond to God's grace.  Many people respond to God's invitation to grace as if it is an extravagant gift.  Others turn away in offense because they are unwilling to admit thier need for mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although everyone must respond initially, the best response to grace is one that is never ending.  A healthy and maturing relationship with Christ is demonstrated by infinite responses-God continues to offer His grace and we continue to respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A continued response to grace is most often demonstrated by visible changes in a life.  When we truly accept God's grace and are filled with the power of the Holy Ghost, the old man within us begins to die.  The habits, thoughts, and desires of the old self will no longer be able to live in agreement with the identity of the new nature.  They will have to find another place to dwell.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shedding our 'old clothes' and putting on garments of righteousness is just one continued response to grace.  A greater love for God, His Word, and His Ways is another.  When we accept this magnificient and unimagineable gift, we will want to better know the One who gives to us so generously.  Our committment to experience Him on deeper levels demonstrates a continued response to grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you accepted God's abundant grace?  Has He forgiven your sins, erased your failures, and pardoned your unfaithfulness?  In addition, has He blessed you more than you ever thought possible?  I know that I will never be able to thank Him for all He has done for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has your response to His grace looked like thus far?  Was your response a momentous but one-time occurrence that hasn't required much thought since?  Or are you continuing to daily respond to the grace He offers?  Take a minute and reflect on your responses.  What evidence have they produced in your life?  Responding to God's grace is a lifelong process. Continue to respond so He can continue to conform you to His image!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The LORD longs to be gracious to you; he rises to show you compassion.  Isaiah 30:18&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-297908396847375792?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/297908396847375792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2009/11/response-to-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/297908396847375792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/297908396847375792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2009/11/response-to-grace.html' title='Response to Grace'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5470653903799080413.post-528400279344313974</id><published>2009-07-28T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T13:27:12.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pala Praise</title><content type='html'>I have always enjoyed corporate worship. I love to lift my voice with others in praise to a Magnificent God. I love when God responds to our praise by descending on a congregation in such a sweet and even tangible way. To bask in His Presence is like no other feeling in this world. Where else can one experience such unimagineable love and sweet peace? Unfortunately, I do not experience this sweet escape everytime I enter the doors of my local church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been many times when I've entered into corporate worship and my mind is far from Him. In those times, the worship my voice sends up doesn't result in a sweet experience with Him. Afterward, I walk away unchanged and empty-handed. I have discovered that an extraordinary encounter with God almost always begins with my sacrifice of extraordinary praise. According to John Kohlenberger's &lt;em&gt;A Concise Dictionary of Hebrew&lt;/em&gt;, pala is a word that means "to separate, distinguish, to be wonderful; wondrous things." In scripture, pala is used primarily of God to denote the fact that He does things that are beyond the bounds of human powers or expectations. However, it can also be used to describe the actions and attitudes of man. If I long to encounter God in a life-changing way, I have to be willing to demonstrate pala praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be willing to separate myself solely unto Him; pushing all the cares of life from my focus until He is all I see. When I am able to accomplish this, the praise coming from my heart is a truly wondrous thing. But how is it that these moments of purest worship seem to be scattered in between so many times of mediocrity? It is because other things become the object of my infatuation. I obsess over earthly things and forget that I belong to a kingdom that is not of this world. During those times, Jesus subtly slips from my adoration to an obligation. When this happens, my worship becomes more of a struggle and less of an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Redeemer has already proven Himself to be Wondrous. The earth abounds with wonderful things He has created. I am a living example of His love and mercy; two unexplainable and wonderful things. Although He continues to bestow blessings on me, it is He alone who is worthy of wonderful and distinguished things! He deserves more of me than I have yet to give him. Who am I to dare approach this King with words that are spoken absentmindedly and without pure intent? Lord help me to always come before You with a pure heart, full of gratitude, and with a willingness to give you pala praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LORD GOD Almighty, who is like you? You are mighty, O LORD, and your faithfulness surrounds you.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 89:8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5470653903799080413-528400279344313974?l=responsetograceministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/feeds/528400279344313974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-tracie-fritcher-johnson-manage.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/528400279344313974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5470653903799080413/posts/default/528400279344313974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://responsetograceministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-tracie-fritcher-johnson-manage.html' title='Pala Praise'/><author><name>tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983709890205421363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhGvB6KtpU4/TAw9CUf_6bI/AAAAAAAAABA/4dW6x8_4oTA/S220/genimage3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
