Where’s Your Baggage?


My husband traveled all over the USA, Canada, Europe, Asia. I could not count the many trips to the airport to pick him up. I arranged to meet him in baggage claim many times. As I waited I watched people as they claimed baggage. It was quite entertaining.  Baggage claim; if the luggage could talk, oh the stories they could tell.

There are SO many bags: baggage claim

  All shapes
  All sizes
  All weights
Some are:
    Worn
    Ugly
    Damaged
    Lost

Through the years I made mental notes and realized many people’s lives are like baggage claim. All they gathered and carried on their journey just kept getting heavier and heavier.

A few years ago,  when our son-in-law returned overseas, one of the bags he was carrying was lost.   According to the airlines, it  never left the airport here.  Weeks went by and still no one found the bag.  The theory is, the tag got torn off on the belt going down from the ticketing area to the sorting area for planes.  It would have been thoughtful for the airport employee at the end of the belt to mark that bag with date, time and belt. That have helped locate it, might not.  It is still missing.

So, when our daughter and granddaughters followed weeks later with their baggage, I decided to treat their bags like I do packages here in the states.  I typed up a LARGE piece of paper stating:  “LUGGAGE DESTINATION” name and address, and laid it on top before closing each bag.  We do not know if that worked because none got lost.   Maybe it helped keep them together. The lost bag ended up in a pile somewhere. Long forgotten.

Unlike our traveling baggage, we often carry our life’s baggage around daily. Piling it on day after day until weighted down we cannot function at all.    All the regrets, the what ifs, and only ifs, they load us down.  It would be nice if our baggage tags were just torn off and baggage was lost. That just does not happen in real life.  It seems to be indelibly marked with our name.  Sometimes we set the baggage down but, hold on to the tickets and go back and pick it up later.   We never learn.  The only tag on our baggage, inside and out, should read:  “Destination Jesus”.

Give HIM your tickets and let HIM carry your baggage.

Psalm 55:22 ( NASB) Cast your burden upon the LORD and He will sustain you; He will never allow the righteous to be shaken.”

Matthew 11:28 (NLT) “Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.”

What are you still carrying? You were never meant to bear your burdens. “Give Them All To Jesus”.

Renee’ Green Copyright 2013

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Misery LOVES company!


MiseryYou start the day and you wish you did not have to get out of bed. You know it is going to be more of the same.

Everyday is the same. 2020 virus quarantine will long be seared in your mind. The kids or spouse have gotten on your last nerve. Or, maybe the loneliness of solitude is overwhelming.

You actually miss the days you once dreaded and/or some of the problems have multiplied. Was it just a few months back?

  • You had to go to school with, work with or see someone you knew would ruin your day all over again
  • You feared your job was going in the company’s downsizing
  • You did not have enough money to pay the bills
  • You had papers to write or a pile of unending work; impossible quotas to meet
  • You had a love one with terminal or chronic illness you could not see enough
  • Or, maybe you were the one that was sick and had so many appointments to schedule
  • You were losing your home or had already lost it
  • You hated your job or you lost it

So much misery you dwelled on, making you miserable to be around. Then suddenly the whole world imploded, turned inside out. Upside down. Now you know real misery, right?

Remember the song you heard as a child, “everybody hates me, nobody loves me, guess I’ll go eat worms …”? Misery LOVES company, well usually anyway. Sometimes you just want to be left alone. No one has been down the road you are going down. Woe is you. (Remember the old HeeHaw song about right now? “Gloom despair, and agony on me whoooaa.”)

Are you laughing at yourself yet? Laughter is good. Sometimes we laugh just because we do not want to cry. Go ahead, wallow in your misery. Make every one miserable with you. Whine on the phone, social media, in emails. Life is just not fair to you. It is supposed to be fair because you deserve fair. Life should not be hard for you. You are a Christian after all. How Christ like is it to have to suffer? Made you think? I hope so.

Do you know Who feels all these feelings before you do? The Bible tells us that NOTHING touches us but that it first goes through His hands; Jesus’ hands. Everything that hurts you, that touches you, He feels it first. Everything that happens to you HAPPENS to Christ first.

Did you catch that? HAPPENS, right then and there as He filters it through His nail pierced hands. We think of His suffering on the cross, dying for our sins way back then. We do not think of Him hurting now. When we are hurting we forget He is hurting right along with us. Right now; in the here and now. Jesus wept when Lazarus died. He grieved with Martha and Mary. He feels with you as well. All your circumstances pass through His hands long before they touch you.

 Jeremiah 29:11 ESV “For I know the plans I have for you, declares  the LORD, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.”

You are not alone, ever. He knows, He cares. Tell Him how you feel, and feel how He feels with you. You have a Savior that will always be there to carry your load. Concern over your circumstances is okay, but worrying over them is not.

REMEMBER:

1 Corinthians 10:13 ESV  “No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful,

and He will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation He will also

provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.”

The Holy Spirit is the way of escape, the Power. This means that He will not allow you to go through more than will cause you to lose your faith. It does not mean He will not allow more than you can handle. He handles. He is right there to carry you through.

Keep remembering, your circumstances were filtered through His fingers first. He felt them before you. Filtered, removing anything that would not be good for you.

I Thessalonians 5:18 NASB
“in everything give thanks; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus

If His light is shining through you, you cannot be miserable. Smile and mean it.

Renee’ Green Copyright 2010 (updated 5/2020)

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Missing Pieces


As only a child would think he voiced, “Let’s go find the rest of it!” Simple logic. He knew it was all there…. somewhere, and he wanted to go looking. If only we had the faith of a child.

Matthew 18:2-4 New (NASB) And He called a child to Himself and set him before them, and said, “Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever then humbles himself as this child, he is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.

God’s Word has the whole picture, all the answers. Unfortunately, as we grow up in The Lord, we tend to forget where to look for the answers. We forget our lessons learned and fail to return to study and search more. We have read so many devotions and been to so many Bible studies; heard so many preachers that we act as though we have heard it all.

We never see all of the rainbow. That is because of what is on the horizon, it blocks the whole view. We never know all about God either. Our view is blocked by our horizon, our life on earth. Sin has corrupted the view of God on earth. Our earthly minds are too small to grasp all His truths and plans. Even if He showed us all of His plan, we could not grasp it, much less even remember all the details. So we must trust His plan and have faith. We hear it all the time but we cannot even grasp that concept.

God made us, so He knows us. He provided His Word for us to know Him and the Holy Spirit to help us. We decide we have heard it all before and read it all. We close ourselves all up and are in a spiritual room with no doors or windows. We take our last spiritual breath and try to hold it. Then we become spiritually dead. There is always more if we return to the Source. Open His door, His Word and breathe again. You cannot breathe it all in so quit trying. One breath at a time is all you need.

Knowledge of God comes bit by bit. The wisest man I ever knew was 97 years old when he died. David Fant read God’s word every day. As an engineer he would stand in front of his engine at every depot and read God’s Word to the passengers as they went by him. He was known as the engineer-evangelist, God’s “Ambassador On Rails”. He had a brass plate on the front of his engine shaped like a Bible with “The Word Is Truth” inscribed. We in the church called him “Dad Fant“. He is responsible for finding the land and helping establish Tocooa Falls Bible College. I never new a finer Biblical scholar or Godly man. He never stopped seeking to know God more. No matter how much he understood or knew there was always more for him to learn. He knew that there was always more to know about God and he would never be finished.

We grow physically older and mature. We are never as old as the last breath we breathe. Our spiritual life is no different. We will only know Him more each day we breathe in His Word. Each breath should make us younger and more childlike in our faith. We may forget Scriptures we have memorized as we age and our minds fail, but, we trust Him. We know we can stand on His Word and truths, His promises. They will never fail. His Word never returns void. Once we have read and heard His Word it never fails us.

Isaiah 55:11 “So will My word be which goes forth from My mouth; it will not return to Me empty, without accomplishing what I desire, and without succeeding in the matter for which I sent it.

May we all return to humble, childlike faith and keep searching for Him breath by breath.

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Shaking In Your Boots


My shaking is in equal proportion to my lack of trust. This thought occurred to me after one of my “life experiences”.

Bridges of life; some scary if you make them.

Have you ever walked a rope bridge and the very shaking as you walked scared you to death? Then someone goes bounding by and makes it shake even worse? You have to remain calm, grab the guide ropes, focus on your steps, the end of the bridge is the goal. You cannot look at the speedster, look around, down over the edge, or behind to get calm. You trust the bridge will hold because the guidelines are tied to the boards. You stand solid on the boards, hold the guide rope and then proceed, one step at a time.

Life experiences, your bridges, are to make you grow.  As each bridge is walked over you should begin to not feel shakes because you trust the guideline you are holding onto. The shakes are simply movement, part of the process of getting from where you were to where you are going.  You have to take the bridge.

I literally have been scared to death by some of the bridges in life I have traveled. I do not ride zip lines, roller coasters, sky dive or rock climb. I mean, why jump out of a perfectly good plane, right?  I know some people get their thrills from challenging death.  My life’s bridges have provided enough scared to death moments.

  • At eight years of age I was pulled under the surf in Panama City, FL.  My mother got to me before the lifeguard.  I spent two weeks in bed with ruptured eardrums, carbuncles on them and infections.   I would not go in the ocean over my ankles until decades later.  I could not wash my hair in the shower.  I washed it in the sink.  I was scared to death of being under water.
  • At 16 I was a few feet away as I witness a stabbing to a guy’s heart after a football game.  I was taken by deputies to identify the assailants, face to face, still in my majorette uniform.  I was threatened for months before the trial if I testified. The trial was horrific and I was terrified.  I couldn’t sleep without a light on.  I was scared to death of the dark; of certain types of guys.
  • At 27 I was lost during an emergency C-Section. Obviously, they brought me back. But, during subsequent pregnancies I was scared to death of what was going to happen with that pregnancy.  I was scared to death I would not live to see my baby.
  • When my brother died in a plane crash I became scared to death to fly.  I had to take tranquilizers to get on a plane to an already planned convention just two months afterwards.  I would not if I could get there any other way.
  • When I  became conscious briefly, after my double bleed stroke, I realized they were placing me in an air flight from one hospital to another.  First reaction was to fight,  I was still scared to death of flying.  After they discovered the DVA in my brain (from birth) that had ruptured, I lived in fear it would rupture again.
Although I would love to say nothing scares me anymore, I know that is not true.  I may react at first in fear.  But, what I do know is that Jesus is my Guide Line in life, I can hold on to Him as I take each bridge from one point to another as I am on my journey.  I may briefly shake, but I can focus on the bridge because I am holding the Guide Line. The Guide Line calms me  and I can walk step by step calmer.  I do not have to fear or shake in my boots with each new bridge, circumstance of life.
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Let’s Call It What It Is, Selfishness.


There is nothing new under the sun. No new faults, desires, sins. It all boils down to self, the “I wants”, right now, greed.

Greed, the hardening of the heart to put self before all else is as old as time. “I want”, “I need”, and “me first above all else” is priority. Self leads to all sins because self rules.

People want to be rich, they want success, they want prosperity, they want everything centered around them, they want… want… want. Wants, not needs, is as old as recorded time.
Yesterday New York celebrated a “want” for women. High society, highly successful New York, so sophisticated, so highly educated, right? Or, are they just turning back time to archaic and barbaric practices? Did they not just erase centuries of advancement for women?

The Canaanites, circa 1509 BC, practiced a ritual of offering their first born to the fires of Moloch so they would receive riches, prosperity and a successful life. Malkam was the same for the Ammonites and Melqart for the Tyrian. Placing their first born in a fire, how barbaric people say. How ignorant, how selfish. God thought so.

Leviticus 20:2 “Say to the people of Israel, Any one of the people of Israel or of the strangers who sojourn in Israel who gives any of his children to Molech shall surely be put to death.

Imagine what He thinks now as New York has just turned back time. Women can now offer their first born to the fires of abortion. Yes, fire, saline abortion is toxic and it burns. Essentially it burns soft tissues, even skin in the womb. The baby is burned even from the inside as the child swallows the solution. Such torture. Unthinkable. Unimaginable. How barbaric. A modern woman would never do such a thing.

New York has done the unthinkable. A woman can choose to torture an infant for convenience, for costs, for unwanted, for wrong gender, for any reason. Be careful though, you still cannot disturb a turtle or eagles nest. Those eggs, fertilized or not, are still protected by state and federal laws.
Welcome to 2019 New York. Your women can sacrifice their first born for convenience, career, riches, gender choice …. success and prosperity. Moloch just changed his name to abortion.

A civilized woman would utilize self control over selfishness. A civilized society would fund adoptions, not abortions.