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I thought it would therefore be appropriate to repost this from the archives. May all have a blessed autumn.
© 2013 Laurie Collett
WEEKLY CHRISTIAN BIBLE STUDY AND DEVOTIONAL FROM GOD’S WORD, FOR THE NEWLY SAVED AND MORE SEASONED BELIEVER, AND FOR OTHERS SEEKING TRUTH. OUR PRAYER IS TO ENCOURAGE YOU AND STRENGTHEN YOUR FAITH IN GOD’S INFINITE MERCY, LOVE AND GRACE, AND IN THE GOSPEL OF THE DEATH, BURIAL AND RESURRECTION OF HIS SON JESUS CHRIST, THAT ALL WHO SEEK HIM HAVE ETERNAL, ABUNDANT LIFE.
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| Photo by Peter du Plessis 2016 |
I thought it would therefore be appropriate to repost this from the archives. May all have a blessed autumn.
© 2013 Laurie Collett
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But then, about 300 feet away, we spotted what Richard
referred to as “the convention.” Droves of winged creatures of so many kinds –
sandpipers darting to and fro; shy fawn-colored plovers on spindly legs; stodgy
terns in a variety of colors and patterns. Snowy-white cranes spread their
delicate wings; oystercatchers with tufted heads and long yellow bills stood on
one large, yellow webbed foot; tall blue herons and black and white osprey all
lined the beach, intermingling with one another.
Even the pelicans were well-represented. It is not unusual
to see these prehistoric-looking creatures on air patrol as they fly over the
beach in squadron formation, or floating alone or in small groups as they ride
the ocean waves. But this was the first time we had seen pelicans sitting on
the beach, as if conversing with their peers!
Despite the varied composition of the group, it was a
cohesive unit, moving together on the shore, where they all stood facing toward
or away from the surf, or wading in the shallow water as they hunted for small
fish, crabs or coquinas.
The different songs of each variety were distinguishable –
the mournful cry of the osprey, the tern’s shrill call, and the excited chatter
of the sandpipers. But together the sounds blended into a harmonious symphony.
As we approached, they took to the air, again in unison,
swirling around us in a flurry of excitement, offering stunning views of
outstretched wings and tails changing color with every spread of their
feathers.
“Hope it’s not going to turn into a Hitchcock movie,”
Richard joked.
But far from being frightened, I was delighted to be in the
center of this avian display of power, grace and movement. It brought back
childhood memories of winter vacations on Florida’s east coast, when my grandmother would toss chunks of dry bread into the air for the seagulls to
devour and sometimes even to greedily snatch them from our outstretched hands.
As we marveled at this shoreline “convention,” it reminded
me of what can be accomplished when God’s people gather together and follow His
will. Abraham took the first step of faith by following God on the journey to
the Promised Land, accompanied by thousands of Israelites who would take forty
years to reach their destination (Genesis 12:1-5).
Moses, obeying God’s instructions delivered from the
burning bush, returned to Egypt to deliver the Hebrews from slavery and
captivity under Pharaoh (Exodus 3). As they fled together, God
demonstrated His amazing power by parting the Red Sea for them to pass through
safely, then releasing the waters to destroy the Egyptians who pursued them (Exodus
14).
When thousands gathered on a hillside to hear Jesus preach
and see Him heal the sick, He honored their devotion by feeding them not only
with the daily bread of His Word, but with abundant loaves and fishes He
miraculously produced from a small boy’s lunch! (Matthew 14:13-21).
When Jesus’ followers, and many who had not yet trusted in
His death, burial and resurrection (1 Corinthians 15::1-4) as the
only way to Heaven (John 14:6), gathered to hear Peter preach,
thousands were saved and added to the church, as a previous gathering of the
disciples at Pentecost had resulted in the Holy Spirit lighting upon each of
them like flames of fire (Acts 2).
Yet gatherings of men apart from God’s direction can cause
great chaos. In millennia past, men motivated by their own ambition and
rebellion against God acted together to build a tower reaching to the sky in
their own vain attempt to become divine. God punished this by giving each group
a separate language, preventing their collaboration (Genesis 11:1-9).
In modern times, we have witnessed human conventions
motivated either by good or by evil. Scripture orders Christians to gather together regularly to worship God, hear His Word, bear one another’s burdens (Galatians
6:2), and encourage one another, even more so as the signs of the times
herald Jesus’ imminent return for His children (Hebrews 10:25).
Members of the church, or body of Christ, come from a
variety of backgrounds and cultures, with different gifts and talents (Romans
12:5-8). Yet whether Jews or Gentiles, male or female, free or slave,
we are all one in Him (Galatians 3:28). The Billy Graham revivals
and similar Christian conventions have led to salvation of multitudes of the
lost and rededication of the lives of many followers to Christ’s service.
Yet contemporary gatherings of world economic and political
powers seem to be ushering in a one-world government, economy, and false
religion, all foretold in Bible prophecy as facilitating the rule of Antichrist
during the Great Tribulation (Daniel 2; 7; Revelation 17:12-13).
Thankfully, we Christians will not be here to see that, for
we will have already gathered in that great convention in the clouds when Jesus
calls all His children home at the Rapture (1 Corinthians 15:52).
But then we will return to earth, united as His great army to watch Him defeat
Satan’s army of all nations rallying to attack Israel (Revelation 19:11-21).
Throughout eternity thereafter, the church, or body of
Christ, will have the great privilege of worshiping Him on His throne, people
of all kindred, tongues, and nations synchronously lifting their voices and
hearts to honor the King! (Revelation 7:9-10).
How glorious that will be, even more so than the
“convention” of birds of all different species we saw unified on the ground, in
the air, and in their song, reminding us of God’s infinite creativity, majesty
and power deserving of praise from all His creation!
© 2023 Laurie Collett
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We are blessed to have many trees and shrubs in our
undeveloped back yard and sliding doors in our family room leading out to a
balcony, offering us a lovely view of nature and wildlife.
Years ago, when I was laid up on the couch for weeks, ill with pneumonia, seeing a sparrow or other feathered friend scrounge for insects
on the balcony would bring a smile to my tired face. I looked forward to daily
visits from a baby squirrel, who always seemed to know when it was mealtime,
and would tilt his head quizzically as if asking to share in our modest repast.
To this very day, we enjoy the serenity of viewing nature
here during our morning devotionals, where we are constantly reminded of the
beauty and variety of God’s creation (Psalm 19:1).
This year, as fall approached, the burnt orange blooms of
the butterfly bushes and blue phlox in our front yard were no longer there to
attract the zebrawings, swallowtails and occasional hummingbirds often seen in
summer.
A perennial favorite in our back yard, located near the
balcony, is a bright red hibiscus. In the summer, the blooms are lavish, open,
and feather-edged, with yellow stamens, but now in fall these are past their
prime, closed and tubular.
I was therefore surprised one recent morning to see a
flurry of activity around these flowers. A solitary chickadee chattered
excitedly as he seemed to sip nectar, drawing the attention of his mate, and
then several more. A tiny brown
hummingbird hovered near a separate bloom, then a female cardinal flew over to
see what all the fuss was about.
After several minutes of what seemed to be a bountiful
breakfast and social gathering, the birds dispersed.
Scripture tells us that God provides even for the sparrows
(Luke 12:6-7), and here He abundantly provided for them with
flowers that seemed way past their peak, even when their usual source of nectar
was out of season. It reminded me that He will certainly supply our needs even
more than those of the birds of the air, and that He can use us even when we
are past our prime.
The Bible does not speak of retirement and is full of
accounts of how God used aged people to accomplish his purposes. Among the
great examples of faith (Hebrews 11), Abraham left his position
of power in a pagan nation to set out for the Promised Land (Genesis 12:2-5)
and then became the father of a great Godly nation through the birth of Isaac,
when he and his wife Sarah were nearly a century old.
Elizabeth, aged and barren wife of the high priest
Zachariah, gave birth to John the Baptist well past her childbearing years,
just as God had promised (Luke 1). King David, a man after God’s
heart who nonetheless fell prey to the egregious sins of lust, adultery, deceit
and murder (2 Samuel 11-12), was still used by God shortly before
his death, when he gave his son Solomon God’s instruction and priceless
materials to build the temple (1 Kings 7:51).
Joshua, though “old and stricken in years,” knew that there
was still much land for God’s people to possess, and God granted him his
request to “possess that mountain” (Joshua 13:1; 14:11-12).
In all these instances, many might be tempted to ask, “Why
did God wait so long?” His thoughts and ways are higher than ours (Isaiah
55:9), so we cannot be certain of the answer until we see Him face to
face. But one reason might be to grow and strengthen us, preparing us
spiritually and in other ways for the mission He has chosen for us.
Our church is blessed with many senior saints who, not
content to slip quietly into retirement from God’s work, have instead possessed
the mountain He set before them, with all its challenges and rewards, despite their
advanced age.
Although I was not saved until well into adulthood, and
have now retired from my former occupation, I am blessed and thankful that God
still allows me to write, teach, sing to lyrics I have written and dance to His glory, using these
ministries to share His Word. This is only possible through the power of the indwelling
Holy Spirit (1 Corinthians 3:16), for His strength is made
perfect in my weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9).
Praise God that once we are saved by trusting in the death,
burial and resurrection (1 Corinthians 15:1-4) of His Son Jesus
as the only Way to Heaven (John 14:6), He will set before each of
us a unique mission (Jeremiah 29:11). Our age and ability are
irrelevant – what matters is only our faith and obedience to follow His Word.
There are always younger, more beautiful, more capable people He could have
used, but He chooses each of us!
May we be that last flower still in bloom, letting God use
us to bless others as He sees fit!
Copyright Laurie Barclay 2023
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A few days after Hurricane Idalia hit Florida, we set out
for our beach house with some trepidation. Although landfall had been
considerably further north, and there were no immediate reports of damage, we
really didn’t know what to expect from the storm surge. Neighbors had posted
pictures of water breaching the sand dunes, passing under the beachfront homes,
and crossing the street to the homes bordering the lagoon.
But thankfully, the homes are all raised on stilts; the
winds had not been severe; and we found no structural damage to our home. As we
had feared, the sand dunes that protect the beach from erosion had been leveled
by the waves, and there were no signs of the brown rabbits and mourning doves
that used to make their homes there. The sea turtle nests were washed away with
the tide, and the pounding surf had dumped piles of sand underneath the homes.
From the photos, we had expected that the beach itself
would have disappeared, covered in water that would prevent a stroll to admire
the views and search for treasures. But to our astonishment, the beach was
suddenly three or four times wider than it had been on our previous visit! Apparently
the storm surge had dredged up sand from the ocean bottom and deposited it on
the shore!
In fact, the excess sand had buried beach chairs, a grill,
hose and trash can under our home. A rope placed across the path to the beach,
once at waist level, was now by our ankles! When I thought of repeated attempts
by the county to “renourish” the beach by dredging and depositing sand on the
shore, at considerable taxpayer expense and resident inconvenience, I wondered
if God were laughing (Psalm 2:4; 59:8), for He accomplished
the same thing overnight, and much better at that!
Reassured by our findings, I began our stay with my
favorite ritual of an early morning swim. The water that had been almost like a
hot tub on our previous visit was now pleasantly refreshing, most likely from
the cold rain that fell during the storm. But this day was sunny, the sky a
brilliant blue with only a few wispy clouds.
As I began my aquatic exercise I noticed three such clouds
overhead that transformed before my eyes. The cloud on the left became a
rippled V-shape, like fanning flames, and the one on the right took on an elongated
cumulus shape, glowing as it was backlit by the sun.
The cloud in the center was at a first a simple, empty
cross, on which then appeared the body of Christ, crucified and slumping, a
mournful expression in His eyes. But as I watched, the cloud changed and grew,
so that His body was draped in a robe, His arms outstretched and head lifted as
if He were ascending, and the cross was no longer visible.
I continued gazing in amazement, but within moments, the
three clouds had dissipated into a few indistinguishable traces. To me, this
had been a clear depiction of the Trinity (Luke 3:22; 1 John 5:7):
the fanning flames representing the Holy Spirit (Acts 2:1-4); the
glowing cloud God the Father, Who appeared to Moses as a burning bush (Exodus
3:1-4) and to the Israelites as a pillar of fire over the tabernacle (Exodus
13:22; 40:38). The crucified, then ascended figure was Jesus Christ the Son, Who died to pay for our sins, was buried, and rose again the
third day (1 Corinthians 15:1-4), that all who trust Him would
have eternal life (John 3:16).
Physically and spiritually renewed, I joined my husband for
a stroll on the beach. What a delight to see so many live coquinas, which had
been absent on an earlier visit except for their cast-off shells, busily
burrowing into the sand and resurfacing with each new wave! And this prolific
bounty had attracted many shore birds: terns, plovers, sandpipers, and even a
night heron. Evidently the cooler waters after the storm had again allowed the
sea to teem with new life.
Beachcombing was plentiful also, with piles of multicolored
scallop and cockle shells, iridescent pen shells, delicate white augurs, and
sea potatoes, also known as heart urchins, each with star-shaped clefts once
housing the sea urchin’s gills. The sea had churned up many fossils: shark’s
teeth and chunks of sea turtle shell and mammal bone.
After a peaceful night’s sleep, soothed by the calming
sound of the surf, I again returned to the pool to enjoy some quiet time with
the Lord while swimming and admiring His creation. The sun was dazzling,
transforming the water into a sparkling mosaic in shades of aqua and robin’s
egg blue. The fronds of a palm tree shielding my view of the sun danced in the
gentle breeze.
As if emanating from the sun, white clouds rippled, like
furrows in the blue field of the sky. Suddenly a round white cloud to the right
of this display became illuminated by a rainbow, which was not an arc as
rainbows usually appear. The cloud became a glowing orb of rainbow hues –
violet, indigo, red, orange, and gold, as if it were the aura surrounding the
throne of Christ the King! (Revelation 4:3).
What made this even more astounding was that it had not
rained for several days; there was no rain in the forecast; and the humidity
was only about 50% -- much lower than normal at a Florida beach. It was clearly
a rainbow, but like none I had ever seen before, spectacularly beautiful and occurring
in highly improbable conditions! I was so thankful for and blessed by this
reminder of God’s promise never again to destroy the earth by water (Genesis
9:13-17).
Sadly, many storms are still brewing as we approach the peak of what is forecast to be a busier than normal hurricane season. Our prayers are with all those affected by hurricanes or in their potential path. Yet, how reassuring to know that our Triune God is with us, no matter what storms we may face; that He speaks tenderly to us through His creation; and that we can depend on His presence and His promises!
© 2023 Laurie Collett
Recently I had a dream that consisted only of a single
image – a strikingly unique tropical plant. It grew as a tall, elegantly curved
branch in vibrant tones of dark blue, majestic purple, and forest green, with
sculpted leaf-like triangular structures springing from its surface. At its tip
was a perfect lavender bloom, with a full array of lotus-like petals arranged
in a Fibonacci spiral.
Over the next few days, I was reminded of the dream image
by a photo of an exotic succulent on Facebook, and then by a fashion magazine
spread in which a stunning model clad in a Grecian-style gown posed next to a
similar plant, mirroring its graceful curve.
That night I had a second dream in which I was helping to prepare
decorations for a wedding celebration. There
were many lily blooms to arrange, some in white streaked with fuschia and
lavender; some cream-colored with pale gold spots, and some orange tiger
lilies. I had to arrange them in a clear glass, tiered container, with a water
reservoir on the bottom, but the stems were very short and difficult to keep in
contact with the water. One of the blooms had already wilted, shriveled, and
was turning brown.
As I thought about the symbolism of these dream images, I
was reminded of our Lord Jesus Christ as the Righteous Branch (Jeremiah 23:5; 11:15),
the Rod from the stem of Jesse (Isaiah 11:1), the true Vine (John
15:5). God the Son came to earth in human form as the perfect, sinless
Sacrifice Who died on the cross to pay for all our sins, was buried, and rose again on the third day (1 Corinthians 15:1-4), that all who trust
Him would have eternal life (John 3:16). He alone is the
priceless Rose of Sharon and Lily of the valleys (Song of Solomon 2:1).
The colors of the dream plant were fitting for the
Righteous Branch, the blue reflecting the azure skies of Heaven and Christ’s
heavenly throne resembling sapphire (Ezekiel 1:26); the purple
His royalty, and also (with blue and scarlet) seen in the temple curtain (Exodus
27:16). The green called to mind the emerald-like rainbow lighting His
throne (Revelation 4:3), and evergreen trees that never lose
their foliage, symbolizing His gifts of peace, provision, and everlasting life
(Genesis 9:3; Psalm 23:2; 52:8).
The three-sided appendages could denote the Trinity – the
perfect union of God the Father, Jesus Christ the Son, and the Holy Spirit (1
John 5:7).
Crowning this magnificent creation was an exquisite
lavender bloom, its color mystical and transcendent, and its petals in a spiral
design based on the Golden Ratio and Fibonacci sequence in which each number is
the sum of the preceding two numbers (1,1,2,3,5, etc.). Only the omniscient
Designer could create such beauty using intricate laws of nature and
mathematics, as He did in the aloe plant, the lotus blossom, the sunflower
head, and the chambered nautilus.
Even the human body, His greatest creation, uses the Golden
Ratio in determining ideal proportions, as Leonardo da Vinci portrayed in his
Vitruvial Man drawing of the human body with limbs outstretched along a circle.
As suggested by the fashion image I saw a few days after
the dream, in which the model’s form and stance resembled that of the plant, we
are created in God’s image, also with a triune nature of body, soul and spirit
(Hebrews 4:12). Our body communicates with the outside world, our
soul with our innermost desires, and God designed our spirit to communicate
with Him, once we are saved and trust Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior.
I believe the second dream of arranging flowers for a
wedding celebration referenced believers’ status as God’s children, symbolized
by the lilies. Despite our differences in physical appearance and skin color,
we are all made in His image, reflecting His beauty. While we await His return,
we are to gather together in love (Acts 2:42-47; Hebrews 10:25; Colossians 2:2), like flowers strung together in a lei; put on the holy and spotless garment of His righteousness (Isaiah 61:10); and prepare for the Marriage Supper of the Lamb (Revelation 19:9).
Just as He has brilliantly clothed the lilies of the field,
He has promised to attire, feed, and nurture us (Matthew 6:28-33).
Christ is the Living Water (John 4:10-14), the Source of all
these physical, spiritual and eternal blessings. Once we trust in Him, we will
never thirst again.
Yet to receive His abundant blessings, we must be connected
to the refreshing spring of His grace, love and provision. In the dream, the
short stems on the lily blooms represent the difficulty our flesh has in maintaining
that connection, and the attempt we sometimes make to be nourished
artificially, by a man-made reservoir that can satisfy our thirst no more than
can a broken cistern (Jeremiah 2:13).
Unless we are immersed in the Living Water, we wither away
spiritually, like the dried bloom that was fit only to be discarded. We must keep hydrated by staying close to Him,
for our flesh is weak and incapable of self-nourishment. But washing in the
Water of His Word cleanses and sanctifies us (Ephesians 5:26).
Although the dreams were a confirmation of our abundant
blessings, inner beauty through the Holy Spirit, and life-giving sustenance we
experience as Christ-followers, I believe they were also a warning to stay
connected to the renewing power of His Word and Spirit. May others be drawn to
Jesus Christ and His beauty as they perceive us as blooms decorating the One
True Vine!
© 2023 Laurie Collett