Showing posts with label Max Lucado. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Max Lucado. Show all posts

Monday, November 18, 2013

Five Fingers, Five Stones {Max Lucado}

Sydni is here tonight! We've so far managed to make some delicious dinner together, draw a huge rainbow, discuss our plans to visit the science center with Nana & Pappy this weekend, and of course, watch a movie. We're partially through it and will be heading to bed soon. I'm sitting here watching my little girl and I realized how thankful I really am [again.. I have these revelations often!] for her, for what we have, for my life and everything that both is and isn't in it. I thought of something I've read before.
 
So.... I found this piece I wrote somewhere else back in 2010; it was my reaction to the first time I read through a book by Max Lucado... and I stumbled across it again. I know it wasn't chance, but I figured I'd stop and re-share it here, where someone else may benefit from it. (:
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[from my journaling,2010]: 
If you've read Max Lucado's Facing Your Giants, you've heard this already.
If not, well.... it's practical, simple, and arguably fundamental.

A little bitta background:
Whether you believe the works represented in the Bible or not, I would safely bet that most everyone has at least heard once or twice of David & Goliath. If you don't know the entire story, well, in essence it's the ultimate rise of the underdog. (You can read the whole thing in the Bible, 1 Samuel). David was the family runt, a shepherd (think last in line blue collar) who was specifically chosen to end a reign of terror inflicted by Goliath. Oh, yeah, Goliath was about quadruple David's size (stature AND brawn), kept exponentially bad hygiene, and beat up the bullies for the lunch money they stole. So the skinny, measly excuse for a warrior (David) chose 5 stones to use in a slingshot, somehow believing that the jolly green giant (sans jolliness) would fall over dead. I'll be the first to admit I don't always have that kind of faith, but then again, that's the lesson there... :)

So,
Goliath= giant.
David= little guy.
Stones = 1,2,3,4,5.
David wins. Goliath dies.
The underdog becomes the top shot, and so forth....
Hoooo-RAH!

** Look at your hand. Doesn't matter which one.
Allow each finger to represent a stone. Easy enough, eh?

STONE OF THE PAST
((Thumb))
-- DAVID: The kid was a shepherd. He had a huge family, full of tough, skilled, handsome brothers. He was the kooky little nerd with braces and bifocals. When it came time to pick up those 5 stones in preparation for the most defining moment of his life, he had to put his past behind him. Frankly, at that point, it didn't matter where he'd been or the family from which he'd come.
-- CORIN: I hold on to my past more times than not. I hate it, but I'll find myself thinking about all the things I could've done differently, better, or not at all. I can promise you, too, that chunks of my past include me as someone I'm not necessarily proud of, doing things and treating people in ways I'm definitely not proud of. My past isn't perfect. I'm actually glad for that. I look at relationships come and gone, people who've walked in and out of my life, even pets I loved and lost. Sometimes it's the best memories of my past that I try and hold on to, thinking that the 'now' should somehow be exactly like the 'then.' It's time to adapt. The past is the past for a reason. While it's great to remember how I felt and what I did, and more importantly what I learned from it, it's still the past. If I can apply it to the present and future, I'm set. :)
-- THUMB: First finger, first step. LET GO to GET GOING.

STONE OF PRAYER
((Pointer Finger))
--DAVID: He had a guy the size of a small apartment complex to kill. I'd probably be praying for some sort of divine intervention, too. He, however, prayed less for his own safety, or even victory, but that the God he served would be honored through the whole ordeal. Talk about dedication. He didn't even think twice about it; as the story goes, he picked up those stones and tore across the field like a bargain-hunter on Black Friday. I. ADMIRE. THAT.
--CORIN: My life's theme is pretty much me being disciplined in prayer, and then hitting a multi-month long dryspell where I try and handle everything by my own devices....... and fail, miserably. I know better. Resolve for 2010{or currently}4: Diligence in remembering that prayer is NOT reserved only for the tough times, but for the amazing ones, too. :)
--POINTER: Second finger. Max Lucado points out the valley between the thumb and pointer, and our need to cross through it. I have to come down from my high horse and hit my knees in prayer before I can rise and succeed. True story.

STONE OF PRIORITY
((Middle, Tallest Finger))
--DAVID: What were this kid's priorities? Self-recognition? Legendary martyrdom? Being on time for a 7:15 movie? No, no, and.. definitely no. His priority was keeping his word on the committment he made to God, to face Goliath, and that whatever the outcome, God would be seen through it. This kid makes prioritizing look so easy..
--CORIN: My priorities are so screwed up half the time it's not even worth getting into. I know I'm not alone there, and the truth is, I've used that excuse more than once to justify it. Now that events in my life have pretty much catapulted me into new modes (i.e.: motherhood, working professional, etc..), I've adopted new priorities, and I vow to do everything in my power to stick to them. I've done more praying in the last year than I could count. Consequently, God's become the center focus in my life again (and it feels downright AWESOME, get in on it!!), tailgated immediately by my daughter and family. In a proud third place are my friends and the relationships I have with people around me. Work, school, exercise, cleaning, etcetera trickle down from there, but I've put on blinders and am beelining to improve the quality of my priorities. It's strangely exciting, and I'm re-energized!
--MIDDLE, TALLEST FINGER: Priorities should be at the top of our list. Once we get those laid out, we can structure everything else we do around them. I don't know about you, but it sure makes finding the light at the end of the tunnel a whole lot easier for me. :)

STONE OF PASSION
((Ring Finger))
--DAVID: For brevity's sake: David had PASSION. No if's, and's, or but's about that one. The kid was driven, focused, and insanely passionate to accomplish his goals (& not to mention overcome some hefty adversity).
--CORIN: How many times have I decided to tackle some big project or idea, only to thwart my own efforts with a total lack of passion? (A: Too many.)

--RING FINGER: I remember this one easily because the ring finger is where we wear bands signifying marital committments. Why? Well, it's said to be the one connected directly our hearts, which house our ability to survive, to exist and to be passionate. The God I love and serve will be there forever, and His passion to help ME, to help YOU, and to love US ALL is ridiculously unconditional.

STONE OF PERSISTANCE
((Pinky!))
--DAVID: I can talk a tough game, but we're talking about Brock Lesnar vs. a fourth grader here. David wasn't a super-human, so my best guess is he was a little scared. He was the fourth grader, attempting to silence a heavyweight champ with a pebble. Sounds doable, right? He didn't quit. He didn't even think about quitting. Bottom line... he didn't quit.
--CORIN: I would love to say that tenacity is my strong suit. My issue is that I have 'selective' tenacity. While there's a list of things on which I have never and will never budge, I leave a LOT of wiggle room on other equally important things. Not good. Can anyone relate here? Have you ever made a list of resolutions for a new year and somewhere along the line just trashed the whole thing? I haaaaaaave.....
--PINKY!: The smallest finger. The underspoken and often overlooked trait. I made the realization once that I couldn't bend my pinky by itself without bending my ring finger with it. (I know a few who can, but I personally can't). In this particular analogy, that says to me that I can't have persistance without passion... and that makes PERFECT sense to me.

So....
There it is. 5 Stones. 5 Fingers. David and Goliath. Me and my everyday giants. Max Lucado wrote a whole book about it, and I drew enough conclusions from it to write my own book it seems. I certainly suggest reading Facing Your Giants in its entirety, as Mr. Lucado is a much better scribe than I.

This hit me pretty hard, and opened my eyes to the simplicity of single plan of action. :) Hope you've enjoyed!!

xo | cmd

Thursday, May 3, 2012

As Max Says It...


One of my adorable friends sisters, if we're counting longevity and emotional connectivity ;), posted this up on my fb yesterday, tagging myself and a few of others. I felt it entirely appropriate to the string of recent happenings in my life, and the attitude adjustment I've forced myself to recognize in overcoming a couple different hurdles. It's nothing unmanageable, so don't fear; I'm good :). It was more a staunch reminder that life is still life, and as a participant, I am still human, capable of great feats and also major fails at the same time.

Six days ago, my friend Molly had shared this quote, verbatum, from author Max Lucado, and at that exact moment in time, it felt as though I needed to see that more than any other combination of words. Yesterday, my dear Kanice slapped this puppy right up on my page as a reminder that it really is possible to move on and let things go. Take heed, folks. I know I did. Moll & K have never met, but I'm not certain that God wants me to take this theory and commit it to heart. Consider it done.

I've said it countless times before, but it won't stand as false to repeat: the people that I've been blessed to have incorporated in my life are of a calibur to be admired. I'm blessed, in ways not measurable by any standard other than my best efforts to reciprocate their love, support, and encouragement. God is good, all the time.

[and all the time, God is GOOD!]

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dear mom, notice the 0 mph.
i wasn't moving & photographing.
i promise :).

It was blazing hot outside today, at least for May in the midwest. I snapped this little guy while I was waiting at a red light earlier today. I made my way over to the park to spend lunch in my car. It seemed a little counterproductive and certainly unfair to the environment, as I sat with my AC on yet with the windows cracked as I trodded through a few more chapters of a book I've been reading.

midday reading? i'm for it!

Speaking of, five totally useless points for you if you can identify this book just from its cover without Googling it. :) It really isn't that hard, but in case you're really trying to no avail, I'll give you a few hints:

1. It's the third in a trilogy.
2. The first was just recently made into a major box office smash hit.
3. Katniss Everdeen!

^ I'm not helping you anymore if you didn't get it yet. Haha.

Oh, and I received a call from Trish this morning asking me to stand in for her this Sunday for praise team; I delightfully obliged, and so dedicated my evening to church and praise team practice.

It's been a productive day; it's [still!] gorgeous outside and Friday is juuuuuust around one more corner! :)

xo | cmd

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Hello, December!

So December this year finds me in Illinois. Last year it was Cincinnati. 2009 was Alabama. The year before that, probably Mount Vernon. Who knows. I’m not nomadic, really, so if by any chance we could stay put in one spot for more than a few Christmases, I would be nothing short of elated.

In honor of December 1, I figured I’d share another Max Lucado excerpt for your viewing pleasure. This is today’s.

The Winner’s Circle

The Lord will reward everyone for whatever good he does, whether he is slave or free. – Eph. 6:8

For all we don’t know about the next life, this much is certain. The day Chris comes will be a day of reward. Those who went unknown on earth will be known in heaven. Those who never heard the cheers of men will hear the cheers of angels. Those who missed the blessing of a father will hear the blessing of their heavenly Father. The small will be great. The forgotten will be remembered. The unnoticed will be crowned and the faithful will be honored. The winner’s circle isn’t reserved for a handful of the elite, but for a heaven full of God’s children who “will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him” (James 1:12).

~ When Christ Comes

Here we go, December!

xo | cmd

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Cori, Meet Reality.

[&& Monday to Boot!]
-- Today was a typical Monday, plus some, since I've been on a weeklong hiatus.

Some notes on quiet time this AM [the best way to start what is sure to be a challenging week]:
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Radical Reconstruction: A Max Lucado excerpt:

“Rejoice and be glad, because you have a great reward waiting for you in heaven.” – Mt 5:12


sermon on the mount | eli westbrook

In the Sermon on the Mount, … what Jesus promises is not a gimmick to give you goose bumps nor a mental attitude that has to be pumped up at pep rallies. No, Matthew 5 describes God’s radical reconstruction of the heart.
Observe the sequence. First, we recognize we are in need [we’re poor in spirit]. Next, we repent of our self-sufficiency [we mourn]. We quit calling the shots and surrender control to God [we’re meek]. So grateful are we for his presence that we yearn for more of him [we hunger and thirst]. As we grow closer to him, we become more like him. We forgive others [we’re merciful]. We change our outlook [we’re pure in heart]. We love others [we’re peace makers]. We endure injustice [we’re persecuted].
            It’s no casual shift of attitude. It is a demolition of the old structure and a creation of the new. The more radical the change, the greater the joy. And it’s worth every effort, for this is the joy of God.
-          The Applause of Heaven

I needed this this morning; it was my first day back after a week of total serenity. In my work, being gone for a week makes it seem as though I’ve missed two weeks of actual work, and getting caught up today just never happened. I can tell it’s going to be one of those weeks, but this message during quiet time today certainly helped see me through.

*Sigh.
I’m callin’ it a day. See ya’ll tomorrow, folks.
Howler.


xo | cmd

Friday, September 9, 2011

Blessed Are The Focused

[an excerpt from today's entry by Max Lucado]:

Each of you has recieved a gift to use to serve others. - 1 Peter 4:10
** There is only so much sand in the hourglass. Who gets it? You know what I'm talking about, don't you?.... "The PTA needs a new treasurer. With your background and experience and talent and wisdom and love for kids and degree in accounting, YOU are the perfect one for the job!".... It's a tug-of-war, and you are the rope.
"Blessed are the meek," Jesus said. The word meek does not mean weak. It means focused. It is a word used to describe a domesticated stallion. Power under control....
Blessed are those who recognize their God-given responsibilities. Blessed are those who acknowledge that there is only one God and have quit applying for his position. Blessed are those who  know what on earth they are on earth to do and set themselves about the business of doing it.
- In the Eye of the Storm

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I am built to serve others.
Am I serving others?
No?
Why not? 

It's not my job to know why God's words sometimes hit me harder than they do other times, but it is my job to react. I've had an ongoing itch that's been compelling me to do something more, for more than just myself. Just something I've been thinking about today, and I felt like I should share....


xo | cmd

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

"The Sky is His Resume"

So this is from yesterday's devotional from my little Max Lucado study:
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God can do all things.
~ Mt. 19:26

... and he soars above ....

Nature is God's workshop. The sky is his resume. The universe is his calling card. You want to know who God is? See what he has done. You want to know his power? Take a look at his creation. Curious about his strengths? Pay a visit to his home address: 1 Billion Starry Sky Avenue.
He is untainted by the atmosphere of sin, unbridled by the time line of history, unhindered by the weariness of the body.
What controls you doesn't control Him. What troubles you doesn't trouble Him. What fatigues you doesn't fatigue Him. Is an eagle disturbed by traffic? No, he rises above it. Is the whale perturbed by a hurricane? Of course not, he plunges beneath it. Is the lion flustered by the mouse standing directly in his way? No, he steps over it.
How much more is God able to soar above, plunge beneath, and step over the troubles of the earth!

~ The Great House of God
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I love the line, the sky is His resume. How true. I thought about this one a lot today, and how all the things in this world are either His or allowed by His permission. Pretty humbling.

Things to ponder.  Things to remember.

xo | cmd

Thursday, June 30, 2011

A Lucado Lesson

So I’m just about halfway through a book Joe bought me for Christmas:

one a day | momentos for thought

Today I read the entire excerpt and felt like I needed to share it with the world.

This is from June 29, and it’s titled, A Soft Tap at the Door:


But be holy in all you do,
just as God, the One who called you, is holy.
~ 1 Pe 1:15

I have something against the lying voices that noise our world. You’ve heard them. They tell you to swap your integrity for a new sale. To barter your convictions for an easy deal. To exchange your devotion for a quick thrill.
            They whisper. They woo. They taunt. They tantalize. They flirt. They flatter. “Go ahead, it’s OK.” “Don’t worry, no one will know.”
            The world rams at your door; Jesus taps at your door. The voices scream for your allegiance; Jesus softly and tenderly requests it. The world promises flashy pleasure; Jesus promises a quiet dinner… with God.
            Which voice do you hear?
                                                                        ~ In the Eye of the Storm


Somethin’ to think about, right?

Amen. Amen.

xo | cmd