God's Roadmap

Now may the Lord Jesus Christ and our Father God, who loved us and in his wonderful grace gave us eternal comfort and a beautiful hope that cannot fail, encourage your hearts and inspire you with strength to always do and speak what is good and beautiful in his eyes (2 Thessalonians 2:16-17 TPT).


Showing posts with label Navigating Lifes Curves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Navigating Lifes Curves. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

God's Gift is Jesus


This week I was approached by a man in a wheelchair as I exited my car in a parking lot. He said he was a Vietnam veteran and he wanted some money to buy a hamburger. Rather than handing him cash, I told him I would buy his lunch. McDonald's was in the same parking area so he met me there and I asked him what he wanted. "All I want is a double cheeseburger," he said. 

He wouldn't go inside the restaurant, so I got the food and brought it back out to him. As I handed him the bag, I told him how much God loved him. I had a Bible in my car and I told him the best place to start reading to learn about Jesus. As I pray for this man, I am hoping the seeds I planted will take root in his life.

Share your stories of how you give Jesus to the world. 

Sunday, December 13, 2015

The Miracle of the Manger and the Mercy Seat

by Barbara Latta

Have you ever made the connection between Old Testament shadows (Colossians 2:17) and New Testament fulfillment? 

Jesus’ purpose was already being displayed when he was born (John 18:37). The baby would have been rubbed with salt and oil (Ezekiel 16:4), wrapped in cloth resembling a mummy, and then laid in a manger (Luke 2:7). (Mangers were carved stone troughs not the wooden box we usually think of). Angels were proclaiming his birth.

Thirty-three years later, Joseph of Arimathea was given the body of Jesus to bury. He anointed the body with about one hundred pounds of spices, wrapped a linen cloth around the bloody sacrifice, and laid the precious gift to man on a stone slab in a tomb (John 19:38-40). 

On Sunday morning, Mary Magdalene and went to the tomb and discovered it was empty.
Looking inside she saw two angels, one at the head and one at the feet where the body of Jesus had lain (John 20:12). which paints a perfect picture of the Mercy Seat—a slab on top of the Ark of the Covenant covered with two angels one on each end.

Each year, on the Day of Atonement, the priest would sprinkle blood on the Mercy Seat, representing that the sins of the nation had been atoned for that year. After Mary discovered the risen Christ, Jesus told her not to touch Him because He had not ascended to the Father. He still had to place His blood on the Mercy Seat of Heaven to atone for our sins. But this time atonement was forever. No more would there be a sacrifice made because the perfect blood had been given (Hebrews 9:11-15).

The blood shed during birth showed us He was the Son of Man, the blood shed at His death was as the Son of God who entered heaven and sprinkled His blood on the altar to atone for our sins forever.

Christmas is the manger bringing to us the blood on the Mercy Seat—the greatest gift of all.

What does that gift mean to you? Share your thoughts.


Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Are You A Mighty Oak or A Falling Nut?

by Barbara Latta

When we stand against opposition, wrong thinking, and the urge to give up we will become like the mighty oaks with the strength to shelter others from the storm and we can provide seeds to plant into their lives. Or we can give up and remain a nut on the ground that gets washed away in the storm.



Napoleon Hill said, 

"The strongest oak of the forest is not the one that is protected from the storm and hidden from the sun It’s the one that stands in the open where it is compelled to struggle for its existence against the winds and rains and scorching sun." 

I recently had a request to write an article about a subject I knew little about. I almost turned the offer down because I thought I couldn't do it. After some research and learning, I wrote the piece which caused me to stretch my writing muscles and encouraged my confidence. Had I given up I would have missed an opportunity to grow.

What opportunities have come your way to make you grow like a mighty oak?