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Permeating Peace

 
“May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be continually pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my mighty Rock and my Refuge” (Psa. 19:14).]
Lord, as your peace permeates more and more of my being, it would be easy to become complacent and lazy, unwilling to exert myself to work hard. That is because my security in you removes the pressure to make myself feel good through accomplishment, or to be significant through work.
But, help me, Lord, to continue to reject those negative, self-centered motives and act instead out of love for you, a desire to please you in the ways outlined in your Word.
My prayer is that Colossians 1:9-11 may be true in my life:
–“Fill me with the knowledge of your will through all spiritual wisdom and understanding
that I may “live a life worthy of you, Lord, and please you in every way:
–Help me to “bear fruit in every good work [the fruit of the Spirit, the fruit of our lips in praise, the fruit of good works, the fruit of leading people to Christ],
–“growing in the knowledge of God (being in your Word every day),
–“being strengthened with all power according to your glorious might so that I may have great endurance and patience (pressing on in obedience no matter how I may feel),
–“joyfully giving thanks to you, Father, who has qualified us to be share in the inheritance of the saints in the kingdom of light.
–“For you have rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the Kingdom of your Son, whom you love, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.”
I praise you that this is your great desire for us: to be fruitful, joyful, godly, walking in wisdom and grace. I whole-heartedly accept and rejoice in these great truths, committing myself to obedience for your glory. I reject being lazy and complacent, which is being a glory-stealer; I choose to be wisely diligent so I can be a glory-giver.
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More Heavenly Wisdom

More Heavenly Wisdom from Cody.
 
Sam watched Cody’s interaction with the Indians and took it all in amazement. It was so different than all the stories he’d heard about Indians.
 
“Why did you ride to them instead of getting as far away as possible?”
 
“Well,” said Cody, “To start with, I applied the first three qualities of Heavenly Wisdom. I had good motives, wanting to do good to them and to keep us alive. Second, I was peace loving, not shooting, not threatening. Third, I was sweetly reasonable, bringing them a gift. And I sought to be approachable, ready to talk with them.
 
“Along with this, I knew that if we ran, they would have caught us. They don’t mind running their ponies into the ground if there’s a chance for a scalp.
 
“Also, they respect courage. As you saw, going directly at them without firing confused them, and impressed them. In addition, I am known among their people
“How is that?” asked Sam.
 
Cory related his fight with Chief Buffalo Head and how he had spared the Indian’s life.
 
“That story, of course, was told over many a campfire. Now the Indians know that I am not against them. If they know who I am, they will probably leave me alone—and they weren’t going to find out who I am if I had run from them.”
 
He paused, then said, “Come, let’s go back to your Pa.” Cody said, turning his horse towards the ranch. When they rode into the yard, Sam could hardly wait to tell his parents about their meeting with the Indians.
 
“You should have seen how confused they were when we rode right at them,” he said, “and after Cody talked with them, they took the meat he offered and left.”
John and Amanda were amazed and thankful. Sam then went on to tell the story of Chief Buffalo Head.
 
“Don’t forget, Sam,” said Cody, “that this is all the result of living in Heavenly Wisdom. If I had mercilessly killed the chief, we would probably have been killed or captured today. God’s wisdom protects us from a lot of unnecessary harm.”
 
“Like it did with Mr. Dodge and his men!” said Sam.
 
“That’s right. Now you need to practice using Heavenly Wisdom yourself, Sam. The first thing to do is to memorize that verse, James 3:17. Get the Bible from your Pa and bring it here,” said Cody.
 
He opened to the right page and read it aloud “…the wisdom that comes from heaven is first of all pure; then peace-loving, considerate, submissive, full of mercy and good fruit, impartial and sincere.”
 
“As I told you before, purity starts in our motives. And then we have to approach the situation with the intent of establishing peace.
 
“The Greek for the next word “considerate” (sometimes translated as “gentle”) but can also be translated as “sweetly reasonable.” I like that better; it’s stronger than considerate. We can usually easily tell when we’re not being sweetly reasonable. The other words in this list are pretty clear.
“Take the time to memorize this, Sam. Wouldn’t hurt your parents to do the same. Then every morning pray through it like this.
 
“’Lord, help me to be pure today, pure in my motives, help me to speak and act in a peace-loving way, to be sweetly reasonable, to be approachable and submissive to ideas better than mine, to be full of mercy and good fruit and to be impartial and sincere.’ Then see what happens in your life!”
 
After supper John looked at his guest. “Cody, what do you plan to do now? You said you were drifting through, but we sure would like you to stay around for a while. We could use your help—and your wisdom.”
 
Amanda looked up, “And I think you should get to know Amy better,” she said with a womanly smile.
 
“Well,” said Cody, looking at John, “I would consider staying for a while. Amanda does set a good table; when I’m on the trail I only have my own sparse cooking, mostly jerky and coffee.
 
“Besides, we haven’t really explored the last three aspects of Heavenly Wisdom: good fruit, impartiality and sincerity. I’ll stay a while longer.” Besides, he thought, I will take Amanda’s advice and see Amy again.
 
Picture: some older folks visiting John and Amanda

 

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[Every day I must appeal to you, Lord Jesus, to rescue me from my powerful enemies, from my foes who are too strong for me. Thank you that, instead shaming us,
you offer us honor
 
–the honor of being your children,
of belonging to your Kingdom,
of joining you in your work,
of keeping on the armor
of standing against the enemy,
and of living with and for you.]
 
“for I take refuge in you.”
 
[This is my part, I must flee to you, my High Tower, my Rock of Salvation, instead of trusting in myself.
 
I do this by recognizing my weakness and need, and offering praise and thanksgiving for whatever comes, asking for your help and obeying what I know to be true.
 
You only, Lord God, are my mighty Shield, my high Fortress, my powerful Defender, standing firm against the attacks of the enemy.
 
You are my Redeemer,
my great Rock in whom I take refuge,
my Protector,
the Provider of my salvation
and my Stronghold.
 
I call to you, O Lord, who are worthy to be praised and so I am saved from my enemies! (Ps. 18:16-19).]
 
Psalm 25:21 “May integrity and uprightness protect me,”
 
Help me to live in your integrity (doing what I say I believe) and in your uprightness (obeying what you say is right) so I can give you honor and glory in all.
 
“because my hope is in you.”
 
Praise you that I can do what is difficult and unnatural (like offering the sacrifice of thanksgiving in the midst of trouble), because my hope is in you alone Lord Jesus. Every day In you there is the certainty of help, guidance, and protection!
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[Satan, who is the great angry dragon as in the picture below, is always after me, seeking to trap me, to trip me up, even to take me out–if you, Lord, gave permission. I am too weak to stand against him and the people he uses. But I praise you that you are very aware of my situation and are protecting me moment by moment in your great Power. As your Word says, “The angel of the Lord camps around those who fear Him and delivers them” (Ps. 34:7).]
 
Psalm 25:20 “Guard my life and rescue me; let me not be put to shame,”
 
[Every day I must appeal to you, Lord Jesus, to rescue me from my powerful enemies, from my foes who are too strong for me. Thank you that, instead of shame, you offer us honor–the honor of being your children, of belonging to your Kingdom, of joining you in your work, of keeping on the armor and standing against the enemy, and of living with and for you.]
 
“for I take refuge in you.”
 
[This is my part, I must flee to you, my High Tower, my Rock of Salvation, instead of trusting in myself. I do this by recognizing my weakness and need, and offering praise and thanksgiving for whatever comes, asking for your help and obeying what I know to be true.
 
You only, Lord God, are my mighty Shield, my high Fortress, my powerful Defender, standing firm against the attacks of the enemy. You are my God, my great Rock in whom I take refuge, my Protector, the Provider of my salvation and my Stronghold. I call to you, O Lord, who are worthy to be praised and so I am saved from my enemies! (Ps. 18:16-19).]
 
Psalm 25:21 “May integrity and uprightness protect me,”
 
[I praise you, Lord Jesus, for the integrity and uprightness of your character and that you have imputed these to us, your children. Help me to live in your integrity (doing what I say I believe) and in your uprightness (obeying what you say is right) so I can give you honor and glory in all.
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Psalm 25:19 “See how my enemies have increased and how fiercely they hate me!”

[Satan, who is the great angry dragon as in the picture below, is always after me, seeking to trap me, to trip me up, even to take me out–if you, Lord, gave permission. I am too weak to stand against him and the people he uses. But I praise you that you are very aware of my situation and are protecting me moment by moment in your great Power. As your Word says, “The angel of the Lord camps around those who fear Him and delivers them” (Ps. 34:7).]
 
Psalm 25:20 “Guard my life and rescue me; let me not be put to shame,”
 
[Every day I must appeal to you, Lord Jesus, to rescue me from my powerful enemies, from my foes who are too strong for me. Thank you that, instead of shame, you offer us honor–the honor of being your children, of belonging to your Kingdom, of joining you in your work, of keeping on the armor and standing against the enemy, and of living with and for you.]
 
“for I take refuge in you.”
 
[This is my part, I must flee to you, my High Tower, my Rock of Salvation, instead of trusting in myself. I do this by recognizing my weakness and need, and offering praise and thanksgiving for whatever comes, asking for your help and obeying what I know to be true.
 
You only, Lord God, are my mighty Shield, my high Fortress, my powerful Defender, standing firm against the attacks of the enemy. You are my God, my great Rock in whom I take refuge, my Protector, the Provider of my salvation and my Stronghold. I call to you, O Lord, who are worthy to be praised and so I am saved from my enemies! (Ps. 18:16-19).]
 
Psalm 25:21 “May integrity and uprightness protect me,”
 
[I praise you, Lord Jesus, for the integrity and uprightness of your character and that you have imputed these to us, your children. Help me to live in your integrity (doing what I say I believe) and in your uprightness (obeying what you say is right) so I can give you honor and glory in all.

Exits. More Autobio

We enjoyed getting together regulalry with our friends, Dan and Nancy, and Betty and Dolly. They were still in full time language study while Barbara and I were very involved in the work of the foundation with Charles and Henry.
 
One big positive in this situation was that I was not teaching English anymore. When we had gone to Germany, I’d had to leave my job, so we now stayed on tourist visas.
 
I talked with the foundation’s lawyer about getting another job but he told me that it would be impossible. However, he did not know the Sovereign Lord we served.
 
For the time being we just made an exit every three months to renew our visas. This was the boys’ favorite time of our stay in the country, as we often made our exits to an island in the Med. Sea and had to “suffer for Jesus” on the beach for a few days!
 
At the end of December in 1981 we decided to make our next visa renewal exit to an Arab country to the East. We got our visas from the embassy in Ankara and set off in our faithful car down toward the coast. There we turned towards the East and followed the sea towards the place to exit.
 
It took us two days to reach the border, the last part being through a mountainous area where we were stopped several times by soldiers who searched the car, counted our money and asked lots of questions. We found out later that this was an area known for smuggling as well as for other nefarious activities.
 
We reached the border in the evening and passed through the our country’s formalities without any problem. However, on the other side the policeman looked at our passports and shook his head. “There is a problem,” he said. “You have a tourist visit, but your wife has a transit visa.”
 
“What does that mean?” I asked.
 
“You can re-enter the country you just exited, but your wife must go to another country first.”
 
I took the passports and looked at the visas. “They both look the same to me,” I said.
 
The policeman pointed to the Arabic script on the page, “Look here, see this little mark on yours; it is not on your wife’s. That’s the difference.”
 
We could not go back to home without getting entry and exit stamps to this Arab country, and if we went into it, how would Barbara get back?
 
I went out and told Barbara about it. We took it to the Lord and began by praising Him for the situation, thanking Him for what He would do and asking for guidance. As we were praying, a man came and told me to come back inside.
 
The policeman asked for our passports again, “I will help you,” he said. “But you must go to the police in the city where you will stay and have this transit visa changed. Ok?”
 
“OK!” I said, and praised God for His quick answer.
We passed through the border and drove to the nearest city. This country had earlier been under French control, so many people spoke French. I was looking forward to having Barbara make use of her considerable French studies to be our interpreter here.
 
However, when we came to a hotel, Barbara could not remember one word of French! Her newly learned language had covered it over! So I had to make arrangements for a room using pantomime.
 
The next day we went to the police and were not surprised to find several other foreigners there, also having their transit visas changed to tourist visas. It seems it was part of an agreement between the embassy and the border in an attempt to get bribes. But the Lord had used that merciful policeman to protect us from having to give any.
 
One interesting thing about this trip was the great difference we saw between the culture of our host country and Arab culture. Our people are curious, ask lots of questions and are quick to offer help and hospitality to strangers. The Arabs simply ignored us. It was like we were invisible!
 
We were approached by only one local, an Armenian nominal Christian. He took us under his wing and dragged us to a number of places. One was to a farm where the owner gave us a nice meal and in the evening we drank tea around a big, roaring fire. It was wild and romantic.
 
On the way home our headlights picked up a man standing beside the road. He had a beard and long hair, was dressed in shabby jeans and held a machine gun. He waved for us to stop. I stepped on the gas and kept going.
 
Our local “friend” said, “You should have stopped, that was a policeman.” Could have fooled me! I was not going to take a chance on a lonely dark road in the middle of nowhere with someone holding a big machine gun!
 
On our trip back into home we went through a police check and all of the men had beards, long hair, and shabby blue jeans, both pants and jackets. Our guide had probably been right.
 
It was a real pleasure to come to the border and pull up to the customs man, to hear him say, “Welcome! We found your coming pleasant!” Back to the land of hospitality and visibility!
Picture: the boys in the crystal clear water of Med. Sea
 
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Idle Worship

Psalm 4:2 “How long, O men, will you turn my glory into shame? How long will you love delusions and seek false gods?”
 
[It is the nature of human beings to worship, and you, Lord God, are the only One worthy of such adoration, honor and obedience.
 
Yet we so often leave your glory to worship the tinsel and lights of this world: shiny new cars, flashy new electronics, exciting sports events, absorbing work, stimulating relationships, a focus on food, the slippery slope of sensuality, or the latest electrifying entertainment.
 
The wrongness in this is that we seek our fulfillment, our excitement, our security, our significance in these things. We worship them as our idols, meaning we demand these things to be happy. I get so absorbed in a project that I will snap at anyone who interrupts me. I focus on the feeling of accomplishment, not on my fellow followers.
 
In seeking elsewhere for what only you can give, we turn our backs on you, shaming the Creator and Source of all, the Provider of the possibility of these momentary pleasures. We willfully forget that it is you alone who are Eternal, it is you alone who are Almighty, it is you alone who holds time in your hand, who sets up and takes down kings, who breathes out stars and fills the heavens.
 
Yes, you alone are the glorious One to be worshiped, adored, exalted and obeyed, yet we let the momentum of the moment divert us away from your majesty to focus on the microscopic.
 
Forgive us, Lord, lift our eyes to your greatness and free us from our idol worship so that we may fulfill the purpose of our life, to exalt you.]
 
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The God who Sees Me!

 
I praise you, O Lord, for you are “the God who sees me” (Gen. 16:13). You are a shield around me (Ps 18:30), you shut me in behind and before and lay your hand over me (Ps. 139:5). You are my refuge and strength (Ps. 18:2).
 
I praise you now, Lord Jesus, for what you are going to do today: the events you will allow, the positives as well as the disappointments, the difficulties and the downers, for these valleys bring death to self and growth to your children.
 
To you I am
a valuable inheritance,
a beloved son,
a cherished family member,
bought with a price,
adopted with fervor,
loved with passion,
sung over with joy
and cared for with power.
 
In you there is safety, in you there is help, in you there is goodness and grace.
You are the great Transformer, using the attacks of the enemy, the power of sin, the consequences of our rebellion to bring growth and goodness to us and glory to your name. You use them to unmask our sin, break our crookedness and undo us so you can reshape, redo and restore us towards the original image of yourself, to make us more like Christ.
Therefore, I choose to live today in the truth that “Knowing Jesus is enough for joy!” I choose to offer the sacrifice of thanksgiving for each thing that comes–as all comes with your permission and in your plan–and thereby fulfill the purpose you have given me of bringing honor to your Name!
 
I pray that, in the power of your Spirit, my thoughts, motives, words and actions will bring joy to your heart today, my Lord and Savior!
Picture: Barbara at her mother’s grave

 

Psalm 3:8

Psalm 3:8 “From the LORD comes deliverance.”
 
[From you alone, Lord, by you alone, for your glory alone comes deliverance. “He fulfills the desires of those who fear him; he hears their cry and saves them. The LORD watches over all who love him…” (Ps.145, 19,20a).
 
We must look to you, LORD, the great I AM, the King of glory, the Lord of all, for deliverance–not to people, to our own efforts or some other source. Forgive me for looking first elsewhere for help–to medicine, to friends, to influential people, to money–before coming to you. You may use these to help me, but I must first come to you.
 
You are the Source of all good, the Creator of all existence, the Sustainer of all life. Praise be to you that you are the answer and the Answerer; you are the Way, the Truth and the Life. You are the Lover and LIght of my life. Help me to keep you as the focus of my existence!]
 
“May your blessing be on your people.”
 
[You are the One true source of blessing—genuine happiness and true joy come only from you—all other sources are temporary and inadequate. And many are destructive, addictive and harmful. With you, however, is the fullness of joy combined with the freedom to live in ever-growing obedience to Truth.
 
You are worthy of worship, Lord Jesus, and I give you honor, praise and glory now; I give you obedience, respect and joy.
 
May you be glorified and honored this day in me and before me. Bless me with reminders to check in with you at each juncture for your direction and wisdom that I may join you in your great plan to reach the world.]
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More from the Cowboy with Heavenly Wisdom

More from the Cowboy with Heavenly Wisdom
 
Out hunting
 
They rode over to the two antelopes lying on the plain and dismounted. Cody showed Sam how to skin and butcher the animals, all the while frequently looking around.
A bit later he said quietly to Sam. “The Indians are here. Let’s load up our meat.”
 
“How do you know,” asked Sam, looking around and seeing nothing.
 
“I feel that we are being watched; they are behind a hill observing us.”
 
They each tied a bundle of meat wrapped in a hide behind their saddles and mounted up. They hadn’t gone far when the Indians appeared from behind a hill. Cody rode directly towards them.
 
Sam could see the Indians talking amongst themselves, uncertain of what this meant. Cody called to them and when he was close enough, used sign language to call them to himself.
One brave carrying a rifle came closer. “You brave warrior,” he said, “why you not run?”
 
“Because I have done nothing wrong. I am Tall Warrior and I bring you and your people a gift,” said Cody, pointing to the pack of meat behind his saddle.
 
“Tall Warrior, we hear of you. You good man!” The brave came closer and Cody took the bundle of meat from behind him.
 
“This is for your squaws and children,” he said. “Tell chief
Buffalo Head I said hello.”
 
The brave took the meat, “I do that,” he said and rode back to his companions and they all turned their ponies and rode off.
 
Sam watched it all in amazement. It was so different than all the stories he’d heard about Indians. “Why did you ride to them instead of getting as far away as possible?”
 
“Well,” said Cody, “To start with, I applied the first three qualities of Heavenly Wisdom. I had good motives, wanting to do good to them and to keep us alive. Second, I was peace loving, not shooting, not threatening. Third, I was sweetly reasonable, bringing them a gift. And I sought to be approachable, ready to talk with them.
 
Along with this, I knew that if we ran, they would have caught us. They don’t mind running their ponies into the ground if there’s a chance for a scalp.
 
“Also, they respect courage. As you saw, going directly at them without firing confused them, and impressed them. In addition, I am known among their people.” “How is that?” asked Sam.
Cory related his fight with Chief Buffalo Head and how he had spared the Indian’s life.
 
“That story, of course, was told over many a campfire. Now the Indians know that I am not against them.
 
If they know who I am, they will probably leave me alone—and they weren’t going to find out who I am if I had run from them!”
 
Picture from internet: Cody and Sam heading back to John’s ranch.
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