Creativity at its Finest February 6, 2010

13  For You formed my inward parts;

You wove me in my mother’s womb.

14     I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

      Wonderful are Your works,

And my soul knows it very well.

 15     My frame was not hidden from You,

When I was made in secret,

And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth;

 16     Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;

And in Your book were all written

The days that were ordained for me,

When as yet there was not one of them.

 17     How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!

How vast is the sum of them!

 18     If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand.

When I awake, I am still with You.

Psalm 139:13-18 (NIV)

November 2003 is a month my family will never forget.  At 6 ½ months pregnant my sister-in-law went into labor on November 9.  Ten days later, the smallest baby boy I had ever seen was born 14 weeks early weighing a mere 2 lbs 3 ounces.  He was slightly larger than a beany baby and his skin was still see-thru and his body covered with a long thin hair.  He was so tiny that he couldn’t wear clothes, only a diaper, and it would be a month before his parents would hold him for the first time.  During those first few months I drove I-40 as many times as I could to see my precious nephew.  Watching his skin develop to the point he could wear clothes, seeing his eyes develop enough that they didn’t have to be covered in his incubator, and witnessing his lungs and heart develop to the point that he didn’t have a million machines monitoring his every vital sign was an amazing experience that brought new meaning to this passage.  I literally witnessed the weaving together of an unformed body.

Today, my brother and sister-in law have three children, the third of which they just adopted this week.  After two high-risk pregnancies God moved my brother and sister-in-law to adopt.  And after much prayer God led them to the country of Ethiopia for this new addition to their family.  This adoption is just one way God is revealing His creativity to our family as this precious new nephew of mine, Ty is an amazingly stark contrast on the outside to his older brother, Brooks and his big sister, Lanie.  We are so excited to welcome Ty into our family and are praising God for his creativity in not only the way He knits us together, but in the way He writes our days in His book before we are born. 

Even though I haven’t met this precious new addition to my family, I love him already. I think about him all the time.  I open my email expectantly every day for new pictures and updates.  My heart is so full of love for Ty.  When I compare my position in life to God’s position in my life, I am overwhelmed.  Just as I think of Ty, God thinks of me…only even more!  God’s thoughts toward you and me are so precious and so numerous that they can’t be counted! 

Just as this precious abandoned little boy is no longer alone, you and I are never alone.  We are never forgotten about, and we never be abandoned.  God has created us with His own hands, and He knows you intimately.  You are fearfully and wonderfully made.

Truths we learn from this passage:

V13: God formed my very being

V14: God’s works are wonderful…that means I’m wonderful!!!

V15: God skillfully put my body together

V16: God wrote down every day of my life before I was ever born

V17&18: God thinks precious thoughts about me that outnumber the grains of sand

V18: God is with me at all times.

Reread the passage and the characteristics we learn about God and then reflect on the following questions: If I know these things are true about God what do I know about me?  How does this affect my day-to-day living?   How does this change the way I think about myself?  Are there any behaviors or thought patterns I need to change as a result of these truths?

 

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                     Faith Klein Herrgesell

A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes January 24, 2010

“A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you’re fast asleep
In dreams you lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep
Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling thru
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
the dream that you wish will come true”

- Cinderella

As little girls we all loved the story of Cinderella.  We see an ordinary girl transformed into a princess. Whether we admit it or not on some level all of us guys and girls alike wanted something that the story of Cinderella offered…maybe it was her beauty, maybe it was her fairy god-mother, and maybe it was a pursuer…someone to look high and low for his one true love, maybe it was a very attractive spouse, and maybe just maybe it was a happily ever after escape from the reality of our dysfunctional lives. 

Cinderella was passionate about believing in dreams and as I studied the Word this week, I was encouraged that God also wants us to pursue our dreams.  However, He doesn’t want us to pursue just any dreams, He wants us to pursue the dreams that He has given us. 

When you think of the word “dreams” in relation to the Word of God…are there any verses that automatically jump into your head? 

Maybe you thought of Psalm 37:4  “Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart.”

We are going to to look at not only this verse, but also the surrounding verses.  It was in these verses this week that God gave me the encouragement I needed to continue to pursue my dreams.  He revealed four action steps we can take daily as we live our lives and pursue our dreams.  As you read the following verses, the action steps are bolded (added by me).

  ^{3     Trust in the Lord and do good; dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.}

^{4     Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart.}

^{5     Commit your way to the Lord; trust in him and he will do this:}

^{6     He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn, the justice of your cause like the noonday sun.}

^{7     Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him;}

^{The Holy Bible : New International Version. electronic ed. Grand Rapids : Zondervan, 1996, c1984, S. Ps 37:3-7 (emphasis added)}

Before we get into the actions steps, let me first start out by asking, what is your dream?  Maybe you know it immediately and maybe you’ll have to pray about what it is, either way, knowing your dream is the obvious first step in pursuing your dream.

Now that you have acknowledged your dream, let’s look at these four action steps.

1. Trust the Lord.  Is this as difficult for you as it is for me?  Trust is easy to say, but it is much more difficult to live out.  Currently God has given me specific ways to live out my trust in His ability to fulfill my dreams.  How is God daily asking you to live our your trust in Him?

2.  Delight yourself in the Lord.  A huge part of delighting yourself in the Lord is spending time with Him.  When we spend time with Him we begin to understand who He is.  As we know Him better we will natually be more delighted in Him.  Are you consistently getting to know the Lord better?  Are you delighted in Him?

3.  Commit your way to the Lord.  This step seems pretty self-explanitory, but God challenged me this week to not only commit what I am doing to the Lord, but also to actually DO SOMETHING!  We can’t commit our ways to the Lord if we aren’t doing anything to move in the direction of our dreams.  So seek the Lord for direction how you can practically take one step toward your dream this week.

4. Be still before the Lord.  Sometimes this is the most difficult part.  But it is during this stillness that God can truly speak to our hearts.  He can reassure us that our dreams are still in line with His dreams for us.  He can also quietly encourage us to take the next step or let us know that the timing isn’t quite right yet for His next move.  It is in this quietness before the Lord that we can experience the intimacy of a private honest conversation with our Maker. 

This week as your consider the dreams in your heart, lay them before the Lord.  Allow Him the opportunity to  encourage you to pursue them, revise them, or to take them away all together.  If He does take them away or revise them He will replace them with a dream that beyond all we ask or imagine, and the great thing is HE has the power to make all our dreams come true!  (Ephesians 3:20-21)

Please let me know what dreams you are pursuing and how God is challenging you in your pursuit and how He is fulfilling them in a way only He could do!  I can’t wait to hear from you!

Praise the Lord for Dreams Coming True!

Faith Klein Herrgesell

Now Booking the DISCOVER CONFERENCE for women! January 19, 2010

 

 

Speaking in Faith is proud to present the DISCOVER CONFERENCE for Women.  Faith Klein Herrgesell and Carl Herrgesell will be joining forces to make a bigger impact for Christ.  With Carl’s amazing musical talent and Faith’s gift of speaking, this dynamic duo is a must have at your next women’s conference or retreat.  This one day event will inspire the women of your community to rethink their priorities and their purpose to be more effective for the kingdom as they DISCOVER their identity, significance and purpose in Jesus Christ.  For more information please contact the Speaking in Faith offices at faith@faithklein.com or by calling 888.535.7757.  We look forward to encouraging the women of your community soon! 

God bless!

The Speaking in Faith Team

Haiti Disaster Relief January 18, 2010

As I ate my warm dinner last night and crawled into my warm bed, I was more thankful for these simple provisions than I have been in a while.  With the disaster in Haiti, I have been reminded of just how fortunate I am.  I truly am blessed beyond what I deserve. 

When I see the pictures on the news and online my heart breaks.  I have wondered what I can do.  Understanding that the recovery of this earthquake will take years, I know I am praying about how I can be a part of the restoring process in the days, weeks, months and years to come.  But today there is one thing I can do.  I can donate.  Yesterday in church our pastor reminded us that everything we have starts out as money and everything that we will send to Haiti starts out with money.  So as you pray about how you can be a part of the restoration of Haiti, I pray you will consider being a catalyst and donating your money to help a country that has so little.

There are so many places you can donate, but if you are looking for a place where you know your money will

actually end up in Haiti, please check out my friends at HOPE FORCE INTERNATIONAL.  They are a non-profit who specifically responds to disasters.  Because they specialize in disaster relief they can get the money you donate to place where it can make the most impact.  I am priviledged to call the wonderful team at Hope Force personal friends of mine.  Please check out their website and see if this is the right place for you to help in the disaster relief.

Can’t wait to see what a difference we can make!

Love ya’ll! 

Faith Klein Herrgesell

What other organizations do you know where people can donate?

Happy New Year!!! January 1, 2010

Hey, Friends!  Happy New Year!  I hope everyone had a great & safe New Year’s Eve.  I am so excited to see what God has in store for 2010…please stay tuned for fun new posts and a special announcement from Speaking in Faith!!!  And don’t forget to register for email notifications of new blogs if you haven’t already done so.  Happy New Year!!!

Faith Klein Herrgesell

Guest Blogger: Kaylan Christopher, Writer & Editor December 24, 2009

Trust & Obey

Growing up the daughter of a small-town Baptist preacher, I soaked and marinated in that life for 18 years. I knew all the hymns by heart, became a professional at incorporating the right Christianese terms into conversation (when needed), mastered church traditionalism by age 7, and even became a closet fan of the Gaithers. I experienced and relished in everything that comes along with the proverbial PK territory.

Sure, I look back now and roll my eyes when I think of all the cheese that oozed out of the church I grew up in, but make no mistake, at home, my parents were Jesus lovers/followers to the core. When it came down to it, they believed and lived the transforming gospel of grace—and they still do. If it weren’t for them, I may still be trapped in a “less God, more religion, please” mindset.

Since my childhood, my dad has repeated one age-old phrase from a timeless hymn over and over to me—”trust and obey”—so much so that it still makes me a little queasy every time I hear it. That is, until about a year ago when I started a spiritual trek up what seemed like a treacherous, impossible mountain of trying to understand why God hadn’t seemingly “come through” in certain areas of my life and trying to be obedient to a sacrifice He called me to.

For over a year, I’ve wrestled with God. I don’t mean a controlled verbal debate. I mean I’ve been acting like a spoiled 5-year-old child who isn’t getting her way. In the beginning, he patiently tried to teach me to wait in faith, asking me to specifically follow his instructions, but I would always walk away from our conversations kicking and screaming, yelling, “I want it now! Why not now? Why don’t you just bless me now! You’re not a good daddy if you don’t give me what I want.”

You see, since I was five years old, I’ve had my life mapped out—centered around a dream that first developed when I began playing with Barbie and her Ken. In my plan, I would graduate college, put a successful career in my pocket, marry the man of my dreams by 26, have my first child by 28, and own a home by 30.

Milestones have come and gone. Currently, I’m a 29-year-old woman (soon to be 30) with no husband and therefore no kids, a career in ministry (which wasn’t in my plan, but one that I DO actually love), and overpriced apartment rent. In my mind, God hasn’t come through on his part of our plan. And, as a result, I’ve lived the last few years as an frustrated woman, shaking my fist at the Almighty and questioning his goodness.

Nearly a year ago, God finally submitted his rebuttal, “When did I ever agree to this plan?” And then he asked me to lay my precious, lifelong plan on the altar and stick a knife in it (so to speak)—a similar command he gave to Abraham.

I’ve read Genesis 22 over and over again—slow, fast, in various translations. My favorite is in the New Living Translation:

Some time later, God tested Abraham’s faith. “Abraham!” God called.

“Yes,” he replied. “Here I am.”

“Take your son, your only son—yes, Isaac, whom you love so much—and go to the land of Moriah. Go and sacrifice him as a burnt offering on one of the mountains, which I will show you.”

The next morning Abraham got up early. He saddled his donkey and took two of his servants with him, along with his son, Isaac. Then he chopped wood for a fire for a burnt offering and set out for the place God had told him about.

On the third day of their journey, Abraham looked up and saw the place in the distance. “Stay here with the donkey,” Abraham told the servants. “The boy and I will travel a little farther. We will worship there, and then we will come right back.”

So Abraham placed the wood for the burnt offering on Isaac’s shoulders, while he himself carried the fire and the knife. As the two of them walked on together, Isaac turned to Abraham and said, “Father?”

“Yes, my son?” Abraham replied.

“We have the fire and the wood,” the boy said, “but where is the sheep for the burnt offering?”

“God will provide a sheep for the burnt offering, my son,” Abraham answered. And they both walked on together.

When they arrived at the place where God had told him to go, Abraham built an altar and arranged the wood on it. Then he tied his son, Isaac, and laid him on the altar on top of the wood. And Abraham picked up the knife to kill his son as a sacrifice.

At that moment the angel of the Lord called to him from heaven, “Abraham! Abraham!”

“Yes,” Abraham replied. “Here I am!”

“Don’t lay a hand on the boy!” the angel said. “Do not hurt him in any way, for now I know that you truly fear God. You have not withheld from me even your son, your only son.”

Then Abraham looked up and saw a ram caught by its horns in a thicket. So he took the ram and sacrificed it as a burnt offering in place of his son. Abraham named the place Yahweh-Yireh (which means “the Lord will provide”). To this day, people still use that name as a proverb: “On the mountain of the Lord it will be provided.”

Then the angel of the Lord called again to Abraham from heaven. “This is what the Lord says: Because you have obeyed me and have not withheld even your son, your only son, I swear by my own name that I will certainly bless you. I will multiply your descendants beyond number, like the stars in the sky and the sand on the seashore. Your descendants will conquer the cities of their enemies. And through your descendants all the nations of the earth will be blessed—all because you have obeyed me.”

Can you imagine what Abraham thought when God asked him to sacrifice Isaac—his “son whom he loved so much?” Why wouldn’t God have asked him to sacrifice something easy like a ram, a sheep, or even some nomadic luxuries in life?

I can relate. I begged God over and over to take something else instead of my dream. I even went so far as to offer up myself as a lifelong foreign missionary, never to enjoy Tex-Mex, cable television, or shoe shopping again, just so I could keep it—the dream I loved so much.

It took me nearly a year to make it up the mountain and I knew he wanted it all—every piece of it. So, I slowly sauntered up the side of the mountain for a long while, hesitating all along the way, clutching it tight in my arms, and wondering if I shouldn’t just turn around and sprint back to the bottom.

Kaylan Christopher

http://kaylanchristopher.blogspot.com

Along the way, I laid down some heavy items—insecurities, issues that weren’t yet resolved, things from my past—and I worshipped. In my pain, I worshipped. In my joy, I worshipped. Every time I got discouraged, he reminded me to “trust and obey.” God was more concerned with my obedience than my sacrifice (see 1 Samuel 15:22).

At the top, I hesitantly laid it all before him, then flinched, waiting for him to lick it up with fire or provide a substitute. He didn’t do either. I learned that sometimes God sacrifices our happiness and plans simply for His glory and our holiness.

One precious mentor even told me on the journey, “Kaylan, if you’ll just lay it down, then it will free up your hands for the next thing God has.”

Along the way, I removed an idol from our relationship which freed up space in my hands for God to give me several blessings: an authentic awareness that he’s enough and he’s for me; victory over the enemy despite his attempts to spiritually pummel every day; belief in the fact that God is genuinely good, faithful, and trustworthy in this life; and a new understanding of “trust and obey.”

Guest Blogger: Ashley De La Torra December 23, 2009

I’ll do it my way…

Much like my beautiful friend Faith, I have had some super fun blessings this 2009.  It seems to be the year of marriage, as my 2 best friends and I have all had weddings.  Usually I am inspired to write when something bad happens, or I am extremely frustrated, or I have been severely humbled by a hilarious incident.  However, now I find myself in one of the happiest times of my life…and wondering what exactly to write about.

My husband and I met while I was living in Mexico.  Before boarding the plane in Wichita, KS, to move to Mexico, I told my mom, “Don’t worry, I won’t fall in love with a Mexican.”  At the time, I sincerely believed it.  I was 28 years old and after waiting for “Mr. Right” to cross my path, I decided that Mr. Right forgot to drop by…and that was okay.  I was content, for the first time ever, in my “singledom.”  Yep, I’d received all those nice little magazine cut-outs from well-wishing friends and family about single women who loved the lives they were living for Christ.  I’d been asked “So when are you finally going to settle down?” as if I were purposefully running from being a married woman.  I had heard the comments to my parents about being “old” grandparents.  (Aren’t grandparents SUPPOSED to be old?!)  So when I let go of my American bubble and stepped on a plane to Mexico, I felt trepidation at the new adventure, but freedom from the Midwestern culture of “marry young and have children.”  I was ready to teach, love, and live in Mexico…forever.

Living in a foreign country was an excellent wake-up call in dozens of areas of my life.  In Isaiah 55:8-9 God says “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord, “As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts higher than your thoughts.”  Thank goodness!  Venturing out of my “American comfort zone”, I was forced to see the world through different eyes.  I stepped out every day not knowing what was in store, talk about relying on our precious Lord Jesus!  I never knew what would be in my path, from a crowded bus ride where I was literally holding on for dear life (I had to ride on the bottom step, holding on to the railing with the bus door wide open first of all for air circulation and second of all because there were too many people crowded on) to immigration telling me I had to go back to the US (not true, you just have to talk to the right people…hhhmmmm, maybe Mexico’s government is more like our own then we thought!).  I, like most Americans, like to have control over my situation (or at least like the illusion of control that we create) however in Mexico I really comprehended the fact that God is the ONLY one in control. 

I had thoughts and ideas that had been ingrained in me since childhood and God pointed them out to me one by one, as if saying “my child, these are not from me.”  I was challenged to dig in the Word, which I have to say was easier in Mexico since I didn’t own a television, didn’t have too many friends in the beginning, and didn’t have much money to do anything or go anywhere.  Its funny how sometimes God has to strip away all of the distractions so we will FINALLY listen to His calling.  I had to assess my beliefs, my values, and ask where they came from. 

In Mexico, God taught me to fall into His arms.  I couldn’t control anything, and it was in those moments of complete surrender that God introduced me to my husband.  Every day was a decision to trust in the plans God had for me.  I could go on and on about how at every turn and bend in the road God has given surprises and blessings.  But what I most want to communicate through this little entry (thank you Faithy for letting me share with your peeps) is that God’s thoughts are so far beyond what we will ever comprehend in this life.  He molds us and shapes us in ways that we may never understand until we are with Him in eternity.  OR, we may get to experience those blessings here on earth.  If you would have told me that I was to fall in love with a Mexican, who with all of his “machismo” background is the most patient, gentle, loving and caring man I could ever dream of…well, I would have laughed.  He is the man with whom I will live my life, the perfect partner that God made for me.  Who would ever move to Cancun Mexico and meet a man…at church?  A man who would move to little Wichita Kansas, thousands of miles from any warm, sandy beaches, because he desired to follow God’s calling.  I pray every day that God will open my eyes to His ways, open my heart to His thoughts, and let me love on those around me as He loves me.

I pray during this holiday season that you allow God’s thoughts and ways to penetrate your heart and soul.  Stay in the Word, pray, pray, pray…and know that the best is yet to come.  How breath-taking to be in love with the Creator of the universe!  Abrazos…

Guest Blogger: Arica Colley! December 20, 2009

Wait. Don’t we all love that word? It’s a word that God has spoken into my life numerous times – and still is speaking. Once upon a time, it really bothered me. I wanted a yes or a no, clear direction. But I have learned it is in the wait that I grow. I learn more about who God is and how to completely rely on him.
 
One particular story of waiting continues to give me hope and perspective. Have you read the story of Anna? A short three verses in Luke tell her story, but what a story they tell! To set the stage for Anna’s story, Joseph and Mary have taken Jesus, at eight days old, to the temple as was the custom of the day, to be dedicated, named, and circumcised. They have two powerful encounters at the temple – the first with Simeon, the second with Anna.
 
Luke 2:36-38
There was also a prophetess, Anna, the daughter of Phanuel, of the tribe of Asher. She was very old; she had lived with her husband seven years after her marriage, and then was a widow until she was eight-four. She never left the temple but worshiped night and day, fasting and praying. Coming up to them [Joseph, Mary, and Jesus] at that very moment, she gave thanks to God and spoke about the child to all who were looking forward to the redemption of Jerusalem.
 
Anna waited on God. Literally. She spent her days in his temple, worshiping him, waiting for him to appear. He was all she had, and he had been silent for 400 years. Her husband was gone. Imagine what her life looked like. As a girl, she must have longed and prepared for marriage. That’s what girls did then. (Funny, that’s what girls do now. Not much has really changed in 2,000 years, has it?) She had seven years with her husband. Then he’s gone. It’s her and God. Let’s use a little creative license and say she got married at 15. She was widowed at 22. She spent 62 years in the temple, waiting on God. 62 years. Waiting, hoping, longing, trusting, believing. Can you imagine? We get impatient after 62 minutes, much less 62 years.
 
Anna’s wait was not passive and was not in vain. Anna spent her days worshiping and praying. She spent her time in the temple, hoping for God, who was silent, to speak. And oh, how God spoke! When she awoke that morning, did she know it would be a different day? Did she know in the moment sweet baby Jesus arrived, when the person of God was literally carried into the temple? All she had waited for, she now held in her arms, telling the people “This is the One we have waited for!”
                       
Waiting is not meant to be passive. We are meant to be active in our wait – hoping, longing, learning, worshiping, praying, pressing into Jesus. Just as Anna, we do not wait in vain. She saw him come as a precious baby. We will all see him come as a Mighty King. He is worth the wait. Oh, he is worth the wait!

Arica Colley

http://aricacolley.blogspot.com

Guest Blogger: Dale Phillips, CareActor, Inc. December 17, 2009

‘While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in clothes & placed him in a manger.’ (Luke 2:6-7)

The Bible is one grand story filled with stories all meant to impact our life story. None of the stories is any more familiar to us than the one we have come to think of as the ‘Christmas story’. At this season of the year, I challenge each of us to revisit this story.

Step into it and seek to be led by the Author to experience it as if for the very first time. In the spring of this year during a read-through of the New Testament, I was granted the thrill of seeing, smelling, and hearing this Christmas story new and afresh.  I noted in my journal, ‘We find God working in an unexpected way, in an unexpected place using and involving unexpected people. We find terror, speedy and immediate response, discovery, declaration, meditation, exaltation & extreme mystery. What a living, lively, dynamic, messy, wondrous working of our God in this story of the birthing of Jesus.’

Somewhere along the way I’m afraid many of us have embraced the idea that the Christian life is to become ever more neatly packaged, clean & tidy with no loose ends, everything fitting into nice predictable patterns. But let’s again step into the story of the first Christmas (& so many of the other stories from The Story) and see the reality that a life lived in relationship with our Maker and our fellow travelers is most often filled with the unexpected, unpredictable, with what is messy, mysterious, joy-filled and wondrous! As I noted in my journal that day in May, ‘Lord when I step into and feel along with this story, I experience and see that which is not unlike what I’m experiencing and seeing  as I process what You seem to be up to in my life at this moment of time.’

I’m not sure what 2010 will hold but as we seek to join the Christ of CHRISTmas in the living out of our life stories, we must be open and ready to encounter the unexpected, unpredictable, messy, mysterious, joy-filled and wondrous!

Now let’s go ahead and open up our Bibles to Matthew 1:18-2:18; Luke 1:26-2:20.

By the Spirit of God, may we be captured new and afresh with the ‘Once upon a time’ of the CHRISTmas story!

Dale Phillips

CareActor, Inc.

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Starbucks & Subscriptions December 16, 2009

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Merry Christmas and God bless! 

The Speaking in Faith Team