Whatever is Pure - July 2006
Safe In Our Father's ArmsDCQ - July 3, 2005
Be free,... simple, a child. But be a sturdy child, who fears nothing, who speaks out frankly, who lets himself be led, who is carried in the arms; in a word, one who knows nothing, can do nothing, can anticipate and change nothing, but who has a freedom and a strength forbidden to the great. This childhood baffles the wise, and God Himself speaks by the mouth of such children.
© 2006 Katherine Walden
This Is Your Day
This is your day
Give From What You Are GivenJune 23, 2003
There is a false self-distrust which denies the worth of its own talent. It is not humility - it is petty pride, withholding its simple gifts from the hands of Christ because they are not more pretentious. There are men who would endow colleges, they say, if they were millionaires. They would help in the work of Bible study if they were as gifted as Henry Drummond. They would strive to lead their associates into the Christian life if they had the gifts of Dwight L. Moody. But they are not ready to give what they have and do what they can and be as it has pleased God to make them, in His service - and that is their condemnation.
Charles Reynolds Brown
Short Biography and Listing of Papers at Yale.
Mark 12: 42- 44 NIV:
Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd putting their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts. But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth only a fraction of a penny. Calling his disciples to him, Jesus said, "I tell you the truth, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others. They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything—all she had to live on."
As a child, I remember bringing my mother a beautiful bouquet of bright yellow flowers every year. Lovingly, she would place them in a little glass by the kitchen sink. "So I can look at them when I'm washing dishes..." She'd say. With a sense of pride, I'd give her a quick hug and head off my way.
How many mothers across North America have received the bouquets of the same flowers from their preschoolers? The flowers look so pretty against the green grass, after all. A delight to any child's eye. Dandelions. An overabundance of riches to a child, nothing but a weed to an adult. However, to most mothers, the sight of drooping saffron-yellow weed bouquets clutched in the tiny fists of their smiling, generous children bring as much joy as a dozen roses.
So it is with our Heavenly Father. Is there a gift that you have felt that was not worthy of bringing into his presence or worthy of giving to his people, because it's not as fancy as the other gifts presented? Have you stopped short of responding when the call has gone out, even though your heart was pounding and you were sure the pastor was looking right at you when he asked for volunteers? Have you kept your tongue even when the Holy Spirit whispered toy you to share with another believer how the Lord brought you through a common struggle, afraid that you would stumble on your words?
Don't wait until you are well-rehearsed, well dressed and well trained. Step out and watch how the Lord works through the weak and the lowly and how he loves to empower us with His strength. The Lord wants our hearts ... and our obedience.
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© 2006 Katherine Walden
A Childhood Story
I was having fun playing with my granddaughter one evening (who is at the age of thinking up and asking impossible questions) when she wanted to hear 'Goldilocks and the Three Bears'. She had me tell the story over and over three times; each time she squealed with delight and would try to imitate the voices that I had used for the bears voices, then she looked quizzically and asked:
"Grandma, why are only the baby bears things 'just right'?
Trying to look like I have all the answers I replied: "Because the baby bear is small like Goldilocks. "
That answer seemed to satisfy my granddaughter but it left me thinking. I had a dream once in which I heard God tell me: "Don't be too poor or too rich-these things are traps." The baby bear's porridge was neither too hot nor too cold. The baby bear's chair was neither too soft nor too hard. The baby bear's bed was also neither too soft nor too hard. On further reflection could the papa bear's things represent poverty and the mamma bear's things riches? Also could the baby bear represent coming to Christ in a childlike way?
Without realizing it, I had used the bear's voices in a stereotypical way. I tried to use a deep masculine voice for the papa bear that came out as kind of domineering and lean. For the mamma bear I used a high pitched overly feminine voice that came out as submissive I suppose a voice of pampered excess. And for the baby bear I tried to use a cute innocent voice, one of love.
Isn't the voice of poverty domineering, riches submissive and innocence love? So could it be that even in our social structure, as well as, our economic structure we are not to dominate or submit but in all our ways use love.
With all of the commercialism out there traps of excess are everywhere- if we choose riches over God all we have is empty material gain and the only recourse leaves us empty, wanting more. We have all seen the horrors of poverty displayed on television or in our neighbourhoods where lack leaves us doing awful things in order to survive and if we choose poverty over God it leaves us in our sin seeking His mercy and never receiving it because of our actions.
No, like Goldilocks the only way out is to become childlike. When we use love to give and to receive we restore balance and freedom and come to a greater knowledge of God in truth and in light. No wonder all the baby bear's things were 'just right.'
Two things I ask of you; do not deny them to me before I die: Remove far from me falsehood and lying, give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the food that I need, or I shall be full, and deny you, and say, 'Who is the Lord?' or I shall be poor, and steal, and profane the name of my God. (Proverbs 30:7-9)
©2006 Peggy Ann Kennedy
As of May 2012, "WHATEVER IS PURE" ARCHIVES will no longer be seeking submissions. As most authors and poets now have their own blogs, we noticed a significant drop in submissions over the past year and felt it was best to move on to other endeavors.