Keeper of His Home

by Chelsea McCafferty

No More Strength Left

“My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.” – Psalm 73:26
Have you ever had one of those days? Do you know what I mean by “those days”? It’s as if every time you turn around something is falling apart. Every time you get a phone call it seems to be more bad news. Your body is tired and your heart becomes weary. You feel like you have nothing left to give, and yet you’ve got others counting on you and depending on you to meet their needs. Have you had one of those days? Maybe you’re having one today. Maybe it’s been one of those months or one of those years. Maybe it feels like it never stops.
We all have days like that. Some of us have more than others. Some suffer for long periods of time with various trials and tribulations. Life on earth can be hard and cruel. Sin ravages our land and the sin of others can bring us great suffering. Our own sin can cause long-lasting consequences that persist even after the blood of Jesus brings us complete redemption. On days like these, when it seems that everything is coming up against us, we have to choose to look to Jesus. The truth is, everything IS coming up against us but, if God is for us, whom shall we fear?
There will be days that we have no more strength left. Our heart fails and our flesh is weak and weary. At those moments, when we just feel like we can’t take another step, we must remember that God is the strength of our hearts and our portion forever. God is our strength. He is our endurance. When we fall upon Him, He is the One that lifts us up and carries us through to the end. He renews our strength.
“Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understanding. He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall: But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.” Isaiah 40:28-31
God doesn’t faint or grow weary. He never will. He is our strength. You know, I think the truth is we would never fully understand that concept if we never get to that point of utter exhaustion. If we never grew weary, would we ever experience the supernatural strength of God filling us up and renewing us? If we never fell apart, would we recognize how much we need Him?
If you’re having one of those days, beloved, fear not. Your God is mighty and His strength is everlasting. Fall into His arms and let Him carry you. Be weak and let Him be strong for you. It’s like that Savage Garden song says, “If you need to fall apart, I can mend a broken heart. If you need to crash then crash and burn, you’re not alone.” You’re not alone. God is your strength, your portion, the mender of your heart and your loving Father. So if you have no more strength left, fall on Jesus.
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I Will Not Fear

“And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell.” Matthew 10:28
Today is the anniversary of 9/11, and as a country we pause in solemnity to remember the people who lost their lives on that tragic day at the hand of terrorists. We recall with gratitude and honor those who gave their lives in the service of others. We meditate on the horror of the day and pray that we’ll never see an attack of that kind again. We pray for peace and comfort for those who mourn their lost loved ones.
When I think of 9/11, I not only think of the tragedy, but I also bring to remembrance the American resolve and the spirit of unity that formed as people rushed to aid the injured and to comfort the hurting. I have the picture in my mind of tired, blood-stained workers lifting high the American flag as a sign of hope. I also think of the prayer, the candle lighting, the fundraising, and the other acts of love performed for strangers. Wounded but not destroyed.
Today we have many enemies. Terrorists have not repented of their murderous acts. As we mourn, they celebrate. Their religion tells them to do it. They won’t stop. They don’t desire peace. We could spend our lives in fear of what they may do, but then they’ve won, haven’t they? What do terrorists want? They want to kill and incite terror. They want  to terrorize us into submission unto a false god. NO!
I will not fear what man can do. I’ve got a God who is stronger and mightier than anything the enemy can throw at me. Even if I lose my life, I’m alive in Christ. When we are in the Lord, we cannot be destroyed. Like Daniel in the lion’s den, we are surrounded by danger, but if we put our trust in the Lord Jesus Christ, we have nothing to fear.
As we continue to remember 9/11, we must not forget to pray for peace. The peace we desire is not a false peace negotiated by crooked politicians and enemies with false smiles. The peace we pray for comes only from the Prince of Peace. Praying that every terrorist would fall to his knees and know the power and love of Jesus Christ. Praying for eyes to be opened. Praying for the peace of Jerusalem. Praying that every man and woman would be ready for the coming of Jesus.
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Physical Pain for the Wife & Mother

“When Jesus heard that, he said, This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God might be glorified thereby.” John 11:4

This is a topic that’s been on my heart quite a bit lately. Due to my own health issues, I’ve come to identify with the struggle of our sisters who deal with chronic pain and disease on a regular basis, and how difficult it is, particularly as a wife and mother. My own battles with chronic pain began almost two years ago, and the symptoms I face get stronger and more challenging to deal with day by day. I am, as of yet, still undiagnosed and currently awaiting testing at a hospital known for superior diagnostics, so praying to get some answers there.

The calling of wife and mother is no easy one, even for the healthy-bodied woman. On any given day there is laundry, cleaning, cooking, grocery shopping, meeting the needs of the children, meeting the needs of the husband, schooling, ministry and anything else that may come up. There is hospitality, discipleship and ministering to the lost. Then there are those of us who also need to make an income. Some women work outside the home, and others (like myself) work from the home so that I can home-educate my daughter. Let’s face it ladies, our plates are overflowing with activities, tasks and projects. The truth is, we don’t have time to be sick.

We don’t have time to be sick; not even with the flu. At least with the flu you can safely assume a few days of down time and then a recovery. This is not the case with chronic disease and pain. A woman with painful medical conditions, such as Fibromyalgia or Lyme Disease, can almost count on waking up each morning in pain. While there are generally good days and bad days, there is no expectation of complete recovery, except for through miraculous healing from Jesus. While we pray for healing, we also accept God’s will, and sometimes His plan involves allowing us to experience pain and sickness for His glory to be revealed.

In the verse above, Jesus is talking about his friend Lazarus who is very ill. Jesus says this illness is not going to lead to death, but to the end result of revealing the glory of God. His disciples are quite perplexed indeed when Lazarus does die, but our Lord Jesus Christ knew that the death was but a mirage. He would raise Lazarus from the dead. Even knowing that, Jesus wept for His beloved friend.

To my beloved sisters who share in my struggles with pain, let us be encouraged. Sometimes we may wonder by God isn’t healing us now or why He allows us, His daughters, to suffer. My heart has posed these questions as well. We see that sometimes God allows sickness, suffering and pain because somehow in the big picture it brings about a good result. Sometimes it draws attention to God’s glory. Perhaps when people see us persevering through pain to serve our families and minister to the lost, they see God’s mighty hand carrying us through. God gets the glory. Be further encouraged to know, sisters, that Jesus’ words are true for us too. This sickness is not to death. Even though this life is a constant struggle and there is much pain, we are promised an eternity with our God in new bodies that will be untouched by pain. We are alive forevermore with Him who gave His life for us. The pain is for a short while, but our life eternal with Christ is what follows. We have to press on as best we can and trust the Lord to lift our weary arms and hold us together.

As I write this blog, tears fill my eyes because I know there is hope. I’ve definitely felt hopeless at times. I’ve felt defeated when I didn’t have the strength to finish my housework, or when I couldn’t chase my daughter in the park. I’ve cried out to my Lord, begging Him for answers. We will have those days of inner conflict, but we must admonish ourselves to remember Jesus’ words. This sickness is not to death. We have victory in Jesus and He will help us through every hard day, hold us when we are week and weary, and mend our hearts when they are broken. I pray sisters that today you know that your sickness is not to death. If you know Jesus and He knows you, you will one day be pain free. Hallelujah!

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