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Fishing for Men

 

 

Fishing takes a great deal of patience.

You must understand the place where you are fishing and who you are trying to catch.

Different men will bite at different messages.

Messages of love, grace and forgiveness are like worms, crickets and minnows.

The job isn’t done once the fish is caught.

The size of a person’s faith is not comparable to the size of their body. Be careful who you let go.

What Jesus went through for us was messy. For some the very mention of his blood is disturbing. Still, the shedding of His blood was necessary. People who enjoy the blessings of God but dislike talking about the blood are like those who order fish at a restaurant and enjoy it, but are disgusted at the sight of how their meal ended up on their plate.

Many people don’t even like fish. They don’t like the smell or the taste. Teachings about dying to yourself and offering your life to Christ are also not liked by many, but those who consume them will grow strong.

God’s word is needed to slice into the soul and clean out the stuff that is in the heart that makes us rancid over time if it remains.

Bad teachings are like a bad cleaning knife. They damage the men that God brings to us and make it harder to do His will.

If you receive God’s loving scriptures but never really allow him to draw you completely in and place your life in His hands, you are like a fish that eats the bait but leaves the hook.

A convicting scripture is like a hidden hook. It is painful. You can fight it to the point you rip yourself free but you will walk away with a scar.

Accepting Christ to enter heaven, but never really living for Him on Earth is much like being a fish who is caught and dies but never is used to feed others.

Leaders in the church who rejoice over Sunday salvations but are weary of investing the extra time required in helping prepare others for ministry are like fishermen who enjoy the catch but are tired of cleaning the fish. They miss out on a spiritual nutrients and rich insights that could have come from the men they caught.

Men are not meant to die in vain.

Sometimes those who are the closest to us, are the hardest to catch.


My Thousands; His Nickels

By: Charity Gutierrez

For every beast of the forest is mine, the cattle on a thousand hills.

Psalm 50:10

 

A few weeks ago I was really struggling with negative feelings regarding our family’s debt- thousands of  dollars in school and business loans. Yet the Lord really dealt with me on this the other day. I had been praying about whether or not we should acquire more debt with a car loan. Our family van needed repairs exceeding its value.  I struggled with the idea of accumulating more debt.

At the same time the boys approached me with a request. They wanted a game for a new system that had been given to them as a gift that day.  The game costs twenty dollars. Now my husband has a budget of fifty dollars every two weeks for our entire family for “entertainment”- and we had not spent it.. I explained to the boys that their daddy had the money they needed. They wanted to see it in their “reward” cups- the cups where I put pennies or nickels when they do something worth award. I handed them their cups.  They added it up… only 46 cents. They began to cry.

My oldest cried, “But I take care of my sister. I clean up. I need an allowance.” I said that daddy and I know all the things he does. I assured him he was getting an allowance just not one that he could see.  I told the boys that we want to give them not just what they need but also some of the things they want just because we love them. We enjoy giving them those things which they have proven they truly want.

I tried explaining to them that since daddy loves them he puts away money every month for them… it was in the bank.  They wanted to see the money.They wanted to know where the bank was.  I explained to them I don’t even see the money… I swipe my debit card and the money is then transferred into the stores bank from my bank without ever seeing it.    I understood it but they could not.  I tried to reassure them.  “I have it for you… daddy already put it away you just cannot see it.” They could not get it.

My boys then started to fight over the coins in their cups.  My four-year old went hysterical when my two-year old  grabbed a nickel from his cup. “My nickel!!” “My nickel!”…

Then the Lord began to deal with me. It was as if I could hear his voice gently saying…

“Charity I have the money you need… I set it aside in MY bank account every month. You just cannot see it. You want to see it in your bank account… in your little coin cup. You want to see a zero for your debt. You want to see that number in black and white.  You base what you have on what you see. Where is your faith? I own the cattle on a thousand hills- it is all mine. Your debt is a nickel to me. I could pay it off right now if I wanted to. I will provide for the car loan. I already have. I will pay off MY debt in MY time… on MY budget. You need to stop whining when it feels like your nickels are being taken away.  You need to trust that your money is sitting in MY account and what you see means nothing.”

It has been weeks since that happen.  We did decide to purchase a used van with an auto loan- acquiring more debt- trusting in the Lord to provide as he always has.  The boys never did get the game… they actually have forgotten about it. Funny how like me- they think they need something and need it RIGHT NOW- yet they really did not. Sometimes I think the Lord does not give me what I want when I want it because he knows I am not in the position to receive it.  He knows my needs.  He knows my wants.  He knows my heart.  He blesses accordingly.

I thought about what I have learned from my family’s debt:  Being on a budget due to debt teaches you to really consider what you purchase and what you purchased. It teaches you to truly evaluate and value the things you work for… especially when those “things” are people.  I pray that my family will always live on a budget- the Lord’s budget. I pray we will master budgeting every minute of our time and every penny of our money according to the budget the Lord sets for us.  I pray we never forget the true value of money- understanding its true cost is time.   I pray we always remember who holds all things and all time in his hands.

I thank God that he loved me so much that he took the time to tell me.  Thousands of years bringing forth the message of his love.  That took a lot of work from a lot of men who were willing to be moved to action by his spirit.

My Prayer:

Thank you God for your word, for the faithful writers of the scriptures who took the time to write down your message for me.  Thank you that you continue to move on men and women’s hearts to communicate your love today.  May you bless those who are faithful in communicating your love.

Thank you God that you loved me enough to give me time… an eternity of time given to me in one instant… when Jesus died on the cross.  All my debt paid in one moment.  Thank you God for Jesus.  Thank you Jesus for the cross.


More than reading

I am realizing there is so much more to READING my bible.   I am realizing…

 

The deeper I DIVE into your word,

The more I realize how shallow I am swimming.

 

The deeper I dive in this sea of truth,

The more I SEE it’s the surface I’m skimming.

 

I am so eager.  I am so hungry.

I will SEARCH for you all night.

 

I will take a shovel to this word.

I will DIG with all my might.

 

I cannot find the answer.

I ADMIT I cannot see.

I HEAR, “My grace is sufficient.”

and the words, “Follow me”.

 

You lead me on a different course.

I FOLLOW you in a new direction.

 

You humble my spirit, my heart, and my mind.

I RECIEVE my correction.

 

I BEGIN placing pieces together.

I TOUCH a new dimension.

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I TRY to follow your lead in our dance.

I FEEL your love cut through my tension.

 

You guide me to a promise.

I FIND the reward for my quest.

 

I STORE it deep within my heart.

I close your word and REST.

By: Charity A. Gutierrez


 


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