The Dreams God Has For Us

Holy Magnificent King of kings, there is none like You. Mighty and Powerful, Love without beginning or end, You reign. It is in You alone we live, move and have our being and we are not destined for here. Merciful One, You have gone ahead and prepared a place for us, but now here where it is sometimes easier and sometimes quite hard we adore You in this foreign land and as sign of our allegiance to You we serve as Your willing ambassadors wherever You put us. Give us our strength for each day. We have none of our own, but You have sent Your Spirit to help us. We are relying on You. We are trusting You. We are rejoicing and giving thanks in all things because we know You will never leave or forsake us and will use all things for Your eternal good plan. Help us through another day. You are our hope, our shield, our purpose and our joy. In Jesus' name Amen
Holy Magnificent King of kings, there is none like You. Mighty and Powerful, Love without beginning or end, You reign. It is in You alone we live, move and have our being and we are not destined for here. Merciful One, You have gone ahead and prepared a place for us, but now here where it is sometimes easier and sometimes quite hard we adore You in this foreign land and as sign of our allegiance to You we serve as Your willing ambassadors wherever You put us. Give us our strength for each day. We have none of our own, but You have sent Your Spirit to help us. We are relying on You. We are trusting You. We are rejoicing and giving thanks in all things because we know You will never leave or forsake us and will use all things for Your eternal good plan. Help us through another day. You are our hope, our shield, our purpose and our joy. In Jesus’ name Amen

by Elizabeth Burgard Fulgaro © 2015

Note: I found this little devotion typed into my phone from late August 2014, just a few weeks following being diagnosed with thyroid cancer and undergoing surgery. Its truth stands for us every day. God bless you! ~ Elizabeth

We belong to a Magnificent God who is the One True God in the universe.  All other gods either pretend to be God, masquerading poorly or are made into gods (though they are not) by the power and importance we give them.

A Mighty Fortress is our God! There is no other.  He alone is High Tower, Sanctuary and Dwelling Place, inviting us to abide in Him as He does in us, once we pledge allegiance to Him.

Here in this life is but a shadow of what is to come. When our life here is done we will be fully restored to our rightful place with Him in His presence as His beloved children for all eternity.  There will be no more tears, or suffering, fear or grief–only joy! There will be no more night, but only day for His glory will shine on our faces as we gaze upon Him face to face.

However, while we are here, often our eyes of childlike wonder get caught up in that which is grossly inferior to Him because we do not begin with an understanding of the spiritual realm in which He dwells.  So often we are captivated by that which distracts us from the true treasure He has waiting for us.  We look and see mostly in the natural physical realm with our natural mortal eyes.  We have dreams, but sometimes these represent that which is lessor in comparison to His more.

Indeed, oh the dreams He has for us! When His match our own, our hearts immediately sing!  However, sometimes at first glance His plans hold no attraction for us at all.   Sometimes, that which confronts us is hard and undesirable, especially on the surface. Sometimes it is painful through and through. However, like a good present cleverly disguised beneath the Christmas tree, so are many of the most valuable and precious gifts our Lord wants to give us.  These often don’t look like they are something we even want to open.  The outside packaging doesn’t seem to match anything we hoped for at all. Sometimes when we receive the ugly, undesired package, we make a sad face of disappointment, gingerly take the package into our hands, but don’t open it.

Our Lord and His plans are so much greater than our present circumstances.  There is no promise for our will not His. He knows His way is greater. There is no promise for no hardship or grief.  This is earth not heaven. But even here in all that is lessor or distracts from His greater, He constantly is about great eternal work in our lives and the lives of those we love. Always.

We have to take the courage to open life’s ugly packages. Our God remains Lord.  Into each, He has put something which will provide blessing in some way, some how.  Our joy is found in His strength.  Our safe place is to trust in Him with all our heart and to lean not on our own understanding. Our goal is to let Him use all things, especially the packages which appear undesirable for His glory—that more would know Him, that more would have a chance to choose Him.  In this way His Great Commission is fulfilled.

Our God does not fail. He is God. He is Sovereign. He is the only One.  Open the packages and receive the hidden, incomprehensible, unanticipated gifts.

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NUGGETS OF GOD’s WISDOM

God’s Wisdom is more precious than gold.
This blog by Elizabeth Fulgaro helps readers discover God’s way versus the world’s one “nugget” at a time. 
http://www.ascendinworship.wordpress.com
 

   

Contributions for Eagles Nest Foundation , Inc.
www.eaglesnestfoundation.org

Elizabeth Fulgaro is a wife, mother, writer, inspirational speaker, worship leader, composer, singer & recording artist.  She is also a Certified Financial Planner and Accredited Financial Counselor with a heart for helping Christians understand and steward their finances God’s way. 

For books, worship albums, Bible studies and teachings written by Elizabeth Fulgaro or to schedule her to come speak to your group please visit www.holyspiritpress.org  Music can be purchased and audio clips heard at www.cdbaby.com/Artist/ElizabethFulgaro and on itunes.

Elizabeth is the Founder of Eagles Nest Foundation which provides spiritual support & encouragement to military and military families as well as those in physical and emotional battles (such as cancer, long-term illness) as well as those grieving a loss.    For information email elizabeth@eaglesnestfoundation.org or visit www.eaglesnestfoundation.org  

Everyday Gifts

Lord God, how magnificent You are. In You and with You there is nothing ordinary, for by Your nature, You fill our lives with the extraordinary. Give us eyes to see You more. By Your Spirit help us to come to rest in You more.  You are the Magnificent, All-Knowing One Who we adore. Today and always we  choose to take up our rest in You. Use us in whatever way You please for our lives belong to You because we have dedicated ourselves to follow Jesus.  In Your wonderful, benevolent Name, Amen
Lord God, how magnificent You are. In You and with You there is nothing ordinary, for by Your nature, You fill our lives with the extraordinary. Give us eyes to see You more. By Your Spirit help us to come to rest in You more. You are the Magnificent, All-Knowing One Who we adore. Today and always we choose to take up our rest in You. Use us in whatever way You please for our lives belong to You because we have dedicated ourselves to follow Jesus. In Your wonderful, benevolent Name, Amen

by Elizabeth Burgard Fulgaro © 2015

Let’s begin by getting one thing straight. By “Everyday Gifts” I am not referring to gifts which are everyday as in mundane, but magnificent, often surprising gifts the Lord provides to us during our everyday lives. Sometimes these are more apparent and sometimes they are not.

This week, there were several which were so spectacular to me, they beg to be shared! The foundation of all of it simply was the desire to obey Him every moment, like Jesus did Father. Amazingly, the more I have sought to do His will and only His will over the years, the more His amazing, miraculous-seeming gifts seem to accompany me along the way. Goodness, what an encouragement to keep going!

Every day I am asking Him constantly about everything. I don’t always hear accurately. In our humanity, none of us do. However, I seek to hear with the faith of a child, so that as My Father, He will rescue me from whatever may not be His will. I ask Him which route to take when I am out walking or driving the car, which tasks to do and in which order, and even what He would have me wear. One morning this week, when I asked Him this, He gave me a picture in my mind as usual of what He wanted. I began to gather the pieces for that particular work outfit from the closet. Suddenly I realized it didn’t seem right to wear what I thought He was showing me yet. I had grey shoes and deep maroon shoes. These would class with this outfit. It seemed to need black shoes, but the ones the Lord had had me order as soon as I accepted the unexpected new job had not yet arrived.

My husband called to me that he was ready to leave for work. I was lost in thought. Hmm…Had I heard the Holy Spirit correctly? This was the outfit, I had seen in my mind when I asked Him what to wear. Did He have something different He was trying to show me?

I walked with my husband to the front door as usual for our small prayer together and good-byes for the day. He opened the door to head to his car. Low and behold there was a box on our front porch which had not been there after work the night before. It must have been delivered later than usual. No. Couldn’t be…could it? It was. I was stunned. I started to giggle. I pulled the box inside, opened it and pulled out the black shoes. Filled with delight and wonder at the magnificence of our Lord, I went and got dressed for the day in the outfit He had provided.

Through the new job there are many old contacts to be renewed and new contacts to be made. He is making it exceedingly obvious regarding people with whom I have had prior good, productive relationship that we were also put in each other’s lives for such a time as this. One of these friends who works with wounded warriors and their families just last week had let me know there was a woman assigned to work with families of the fallen in nearby Sacramento. I was headed to a regional collaborative meeting in Sacramento one morning this week for those involved especially in veteran/military and military family support. Looking at the day’s schedule I noticed I had a few hours open following the meeting in the early afternoon. I asked the Lord if He perhaps could make it possible for me to get the contact information for this woman in the hopes she might have time for us to meet briefly. It would be good if I could find out more about her role supporting these family members and see if this new financial coaching program of which I am part, might be a blessing.

Before beginning the hour-plus drive to the meeting, I listened and obeyed the Lord for each task I was to do and when and how I was supposed to do it. Such “listening” for His will is the only way I can survive. Like so many of us, there is always more to do than time to do it and He alone knows the perfect order in which to accomplish what He alone knows must be done.

I looked at the clock. It had gotten late—much later than I had wanted to leave. It would be my first time attending a regional veteran support collaborative meeting in a number of years and my very first time at this Sacramento Valley meeting. I so wanted to be there on time—maybe even before it started! This would no longer be possible. Once again, the Lord was orchestrating my timing in a humbling way. Ugh. Yes, Lord. Definitely not my will, but Yours.

The freeway was clear with no slow-downs to mention. Blessing! Astoundingly, I arrived in the location where the map had shown the building should be just ten minutes late. Blessing! (Though I have learned, even when there are unwanted traffic delays, sometimes these are setting up the Lord’s exquisite timing.) A bit disconcerting, however was that the building where the meeting was to be held did not seem to be where it had been indicated on the map. I stared at the building before me, which was did not have the right address. “Lord, where do I go?” I cried out to Him in my thoughts. Not 5 seconds later, a car raced into the parking lot from another entrance on my right, cutting me off, oblivious that I was even there and that I had the right of way. The near miss took me by surprise.  However, the Lord used it to cause me to look in the direction to which it sped on my left. Oh my goodness, there obscured by a line of trees was another section of parking lot, which I had not noticed before. I turned left and went in the direction where the little speeding car had disappeared. Indeed, there it was: my destination. The car which almost hit me in this case had not been a threat, but a gift to point me where I needed to go. I parked and wasted no time going in.

I tried to open the door as unobtrusively as possible. Yes, the meeting had started. The tables where participants were seated were in a U-shape to the facilitator. “Lord, where do I sit?” Immediately, almost before I finished asking the question, my eye fell on a particular chair. Wanting to disrupt as little as possible, I did not question, but took that seat. Just like God, I was just in time to introduce myself. The meeting continued.

The woman next to me had very pointed questions for one of the speakers. Her questions were related to service availability for families of the fallen. Well, that’s interesting, I thought. Wouldn’t it be funny if… Unsuccessfully I tried to sneak a peek at her name tag. The meeting ended. We all stood up, shook hands an introduced ourselves once again to one another. Indeed, incredibly, stunningly in the way only our Lord could do, the woman sitting next to me WAS the woman for whose contact information I had prayed so that I might be able to visit her. I had not had to try to get an appointment. I had not had to get instructions to drive where she was. Instead, the Lord had brought her to me and vice-versa. Had I arrived before the meeting the way I had planned, it is likely I would have taken another seat and missed out on the gift the Lord had for me that morning, which was in direct answer to my prayer, above and beyond that for which I had asked. We had a productive conversation and agreed to stay in contact.

Everyday gifts from our Lord—exactly what I need and when I need it (no earlier and no later). These are His gifts in the management of everyday existence, which do not eliminate all negatives from life, but assist in the work I am to do for Him wherever I am at that moment. Through these gifts and the God-stories which they create, those who hear the stories receive a taste of encouragement and hope that our Lord really is real and infinitely good.

What are some of the gifts the Lord has given you in your everyday? Assuredly they are already there whether you can recognize them yet or not. As you continue to seek His will and take the courage to try to walk it out, these gifts will multiply and so will your joy in the Lord. May you enjoy many blessed days in His service, delighting in His many, ongoing, amazing gifts!

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NUGGETS OF GOD’s WISDOM

God’s Wisdom is more precious than gold.
This blog by Elizabeth Fulgaro helps readers discover God’s way versus the world’s one “nugget” at a time. 
http://www.ascendinworship.wordpress.com
 

   

Contributions for Eagles Nest Foundation , Inc.
www.eaglesnestfoundation.org

Elizabeth Fulgaro is a wife, mother, writer, inspirational speaker, worship leader, composer, singer & recording artist.  She is also a Certified Financial Planner and Accredited Financial Counselor with a heart for helping Christians understand and steward their finances God’s way. 

For books, worship albums, Bible studies and teachings written by Elizabeth Fulgaro or to schedule her to come speak to your group please visit www.holyspiritpress.org  Music can be purchased and audio clips heard at www.cdbaby.com/Artist/ElizabethFulgaro and on itunes.

Elizabeth is the Founder of Eagles Nest Foundation which provides spiritual support & encouragement to military and military families as well as those in physical and emotional battles (such as cancer, long-term illness) as well as those grieving a loss.    For information email elizabeth@eaglesnestfoundation.org or visit www.eaglesnestfoundation.org