The old saying, “It’s gonna hurt me more than it’s gonna hurt you”, is very true when it comes to our children. When I have to discipline my child or watch my husband discipline my child, it hurts. I physically feel pain and sorrow for my child even though the discipline is necessary, I wish there was another way. Just think about how that must feel to our Heavenly Father. It must hurt when He has to discipine us. Just imagine how He felt when He knew the only way to save us was to give His only son. Wow! We need to be thankful! Thankful for His loving discipline and thankful for His overwhelming Grace. He loves us so much even when we fail.
Jesus prayed, “And he went a little farther, and fell on his face, and prayed, saying, O my Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me: nevertheless not as I will, but as thou wilt.” Matthew 26.39
So if your were wondering how the tiny house is going, here is an update. Our original plan was to build during our time off in December, but life happens and things don’t always turn out as planned. We are now finalizing the plans of our home and hoping to start the material shopping soon. I have made many plans in my life and some work out as planned but most change course. You see my plan is not always God’s plan. I think I know what is best for me because I think I know myself. Well sometimes I am reminded that He knows me more than I know myself and He has the best plan for my life. He knows what is best and He wants me to trust Him. I am thankful for all the times God knew a better way for my life even if I had envisioned it differently. His ways are so much better. I never planned to meet my husband in my very first class in my very first day of college. God knew what I needed. I didn’t plan to move from apartment to apartment and eventually to buying a house only to sell is 5 years later. I didn’t plan to wait 8 years to have my first child. I definitely didn’t plan to give away most of my possessions and live in a Tiny House. God is amazing. I have been so blessed. We can plan all we want but life happens and it doesn’t always happened as planned. We need to trust God’s plan, not our own. We are flawed, He is not. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.”
“How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.”
I was reading in Malachi chapter 1 recently, about the unacceptable sacrifices that the priests where offering. They were giving such gifts as spoiled bread, lame, sick, and blind sacrifices.(Malachi 1:7-8) God said that they had profaned His name and polluted His table. (Malachi 1:11-12) Do we do the same? Do you give God your best or your leftovers? Are we guilty of giving the things we don’t really care about? I thought about the times I have donated food by looking to give the things I didn’t really need anyway. I thought about how sometimes we tithe the minimum out of obligation not the heart of giving. Some only give what they think they can spare. Is that a sacrifice? Jesus was our sacrifice. He gave His life. What are we willing to give to help others? Do you give your all to Jesus or just what your choose to spare? In Malachi 2:17, it states that “ye have wearied the Lord…” I don’t know about you but I don’t want to weary the Lord. I want to serve Him and give Him my all. I know I fall short everyday but I am so thankful for God’s grace and mercy. The best offering we can give is all of ourselves.
“And to love him with all the heart, and with all the understanding, and with all the soul, and with all the strength, and to love his neighbour as himself, is more than all whole burnt offerings and sacrifices.” (Mark 12:33)