and the One who walks with me on it.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Oil from Olives



       I’m not a big fan of olives.  Won’t eat them, and since I find their flavour gets into the food it touches, I won’t take them off and eat what’s left (like on pizza).  In fact, my hubby can’t even kiss me if he’s been eating them.  Yuck.  Mind you, I don’t mind olive oil.  I don’t find the flavour as bad- go figure.  Olive oil has been used for millennium, and has been picked and oil produced by various methods.

Command the sons of Israel that they bring to you pure olive oil, beaten, for the light, to cause the lamps to burn continually. Aaron shall order it from evening until the morning before Jehovah forever outside the veil of the testimony, in the tabernacle of the congregation. It shall be a statute forever in your generations. Lv. 24:2,3 (also Ex. 27:21)

       It’s interesting that the Lord wants the Jews to use pure olive oil made by the beating method for lighting the lampstand in the tabernacle (later the temple).  This means that the olives are hand picked unripe, then the pulp and flesh is ‘beaten off’ by a mortar and the oil squeezed out.  This pure olive oil will be clean and colourless producing bright light with little smoke.  (The other method would be to crush the flesh, pulp and nut.)

       If we are to be a light to the world (Mt. 5:14), then we should be from pure oil, not from ripe fruit that is fallen and bruised, but carefully picked by our Lord’s hand and crushed by Him in a way to keep the impurities out so that we can produce the brightest light possible with the least smoke (symbolic of judgment, desolation, destruction).  As the start of the day began in the evening, fresh oil was poured into the lamps which were then lit at the beginning of the day.  So we also need to be filled by the Spirit at the beginning of our day in order that our light should shine.

how God anointed Jesus of Nazareth with the Holy Spirit and with power… Ac. 10:38
"The Spirit of the Lord is upon Me. Because of this He anointed Me… Lk. 4:18 also Is. 61:1
It is like the precious oil on the head that ran down on the beard, Aaron's beard, going down to the mouth of his garments; Ps. 133:2

       As high priest, Aaron was to be anointed with oil (Lv. 8:12) for service in the Lord’s tabernacle/ temple.  Ex. 30:24,25 says how the oil was made (with a base of olive oil and spices) and was poured on Aaron’s head; flowing down his beard and onto his clothing.  This is no little dab, but a pouring on.  So we should also not be satisfied with a dab of the Spirit, but should want the oil to fill all the cracks and crevices of our lives with His presence. 



Of interest- Oil is used in healing.
      Lk. 10:34- a man uses oil and wine to help heal a man.
      Jm. 5:14- anointing oil for the sick.
      Lk. 4:18- Jesus’ anointing allowed Him to heal, emotionally and physically.

Monday, February 17, 2014

My Rock and Inheritance



       When I find a song that I think fits my relationship with the Lord, it becomes one of our songs- regardless of whether or not it is a Christian song or even a moral artist singing.  As far as I’m concerned, music and singing originated in God.  So there is a particular love song of Miley Cyrus’ that hits the chords just right.  If you read all the words you could see there is no way a human could ever fulfill them- only God could.  Here’s the part my heart is crying out today, from “I Look at You”:

When the world is falling apart
When there is no light to break up the dark
That’s when I (I, I) I look at You
When the waves are flooding the shore
And I can’t find my way home anymore
That’s when I (I, I) I look at You


       Since Jan. 23 I have had four people I know die.  Today a 16 year blood relative died, misdiagnosed from hospital.  I had to go upstairs, hug my 17 and 18 year old, inform them they can’t die on me, and then go downstairs, furious at the enemy that kills and destroys.  I politely asked God to send a scud missile up the devil’s backside… okay, maybe not completely polite…  But I’ve never been such a deeply intense mixture of sad and angry before that I couldn’t do anything but look to the Author and Finisher of my faith (Hb. 12:2).

There isn’t any more I can say today other than I continue to repeat the last line from these Scriptures which brings me comfort:

Whom have I in heaven but You?
And there is none upon earth that I desire besides You.
My flesh and my heart fail;
But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
Ps. 73:25, 26

strength- rock, boulder
portion- allotment, inheritance, share, possession,

Thank You Lord for being my Rock in these times and my Portion- forever.
Oh what a comfort You are!

Sunday, February 16, 2014

Tired of the Façade



       ‘How are you?’  ‘Good. Wonderful. Blessed. Great.’  Trite sayings many say far too often when the truth is nowhere near what we speak.  Maybe we’re saying it by faith? Hmmm.  Would God ever want us to lie as part of our faith?  That is hard to believe.  We can make all kinds of excuses for why we answer dishonestly including believing the person doesn’t really want to know or we don’t want to bother them with our troubles, but the truth is, it is deception, and deception is a part of the enemy’s kingdom, not God’s.

The Devil is a liar and the father of it. Jh. 8:44
Do notdeceive with your lips. Pr. 24:28

       Today I saw a man that holds a ‘higher’ position in the Christian realm who was trying very hard to be the happy, friendly, open, welcoming man people expect him to be- and kudos for even trying to meet people’s expectations, but I felt sad that he couldn’t just be himself.  I believe he is a welcoming and friendly person, but it was like he was putting on this façade that was covering his true self. 

       This is one of the things that bothers me most in Christian circles; the need to cover up who we really are.  So what if I’m a girl who likes shopping for power tools but not clothes, hates cooking but likes fixing things, would rather be up to my armpits in engine oil than primping, I am who I am and God made me with the personality I have.  Some people like it, others don’t.  I’m okay with that.  Overall, I just wish we could accept people for who they are.  (No, we don’t have to accept bad behaviour though.)

       Let us all rip off the masks and start being ourselves in all settings within God’s standard of love.  ‘How are you?’ ‘Shitty,  How are you?’  Imagine the genuine care and concern we can show when we know how someone is really doing.  I wish we could all ‘just be ourselves’.  Jesus didn’t have to wear a mask, He was real, genuine, truly loving, and aren’t we supposed to try to be like Him?

       Understand this about me:  I will love you always.  If you are born again, I will love you as my family.  If you aren’t born again I will love you because you are created by my Father and therefore worthy of love and respect.  If you are funny, happy, spunky, friendly, loving, bighearted, kind and integrious, I will love you, and if you are boring, miserable, never engaging, cold, untrusting, grumpy, unreceptive and disintegrious I will love you.  Whether you are these often or rarely, I will love you.  Just as you are.

Just be yourself because that is the person I want to know.

To the pure all things are pure… Tt. 1:15
The integrity of the upright shall guide them… Pr. 11:3
Do not lie to one another, having put off the old man with his deeds Cl. 3:9
Therefore putting away lying, let each man speak truth with his neighbor, for we are members of one another. Ep. 4:25