Monday, March 25, 2013

Making Another Move (I won't be here anymore)

I have often wondered why things have been so quiet over here at Without Fear. Not that I have to have a huge following to make it worth writing. The writing is for me, and I choose to put it in a place others can follow along. However, at some point my feed reader got bungled, so it has become nearly impossible for folks to find me (folks I consider friends and really like me, too). I have tried to figure out how to make it work, but alas it is not cooperating. I cannot fix it, so I am going to take my marbles and play elsewhere.

This is the last post I will make from my Without Fear blog. I have decorated my new place completely by myself. Basically because the cutest blog on the block was unavailable, and I am too much of a cheapskate to buy a new template for a freely hosted blog.

So, if you will bear with me one more time, come and join the party over at my new place where you should easily be able to follow along in your choice of feed reader or via bloglovin, if that's your choice. If you will add me, I will be sure to follow you as well so we can keep in touch.

Heartiest of farewells from this little spot. I'll see you at the newest place I have planted myself. In order to make it easier in every way possible, I have imported all 324 posts from this blog to my new one. Without Fear will still show up in the blogosphere for a short period of time, but I will soon be deleting it as all the content has been safely transferred.

On His Adventure~


Sunday, March 24, 2013

In the Blink of an Eye

My Darling Prince and I were chatting first thing this morning. Considering today is Palm Sunday we began discussing the events Jesus experienced, beginning on this day and ending on what we now celebrate as Easter.

From the perspective of a believer in this century it is daunting to think of the drastic swing of emotions Jesus may have had from Palm Sunday to Good Friday to being raised from the dead that third day -- Resurrection Sunday.

Let's think about it for a minute. The disciples go and get the colt. A donkey. They load their Teacher upon this lowly barn animal. He begins His trek down the road as hundreds, maybe more begin to line the way with palms and singing "Hosannas", proclaiming their allegiance and honor of Jesus. It is commonly referred to as the "Triumphal Entry" into Jerusalem and still celebrated as the kick off of "Holy Week."

I did a little research and came up with this:

The people had " heard about his miracles and regarded him as the leader who would deliver them from the Roman Empire’s domination. They carried palm branches, which is a traditional symbol of victory, and spread them throughout the streets before him."

Jesus was revered as a hero. He was lauded. He was welcomed. He was honored. Palm branches were laid at His feet. Palm branches symbolized victory. The people were on His side. The people wanted to be near Him. They couldn't get enough of Him.

I am not going to detail the events of the week in this post, but I am going to ask you to fast forward to the end of the week with me. 

Jesus is on trial. He is beaten. He faces a crowd who shout and scream "Crucify Him!" at the top of their lungs. This same man who had received a hero's welcome is now banished, ousted, hated, and brutalized. The palm branches have been trampled and are no longer  remembered. Some of the same people who raised the branches on Sunday are now raising their hands in fists on Friday, adamantly agreeing over the sentence inflicted upon the man called Jesus. In the blink of an eye everything had changed.

Back to the conversation at my house this morning. My Darling Prince posed this question:

Does this rapid change of events in regards to what happened to Jesus during Holy Week give you hope? Am I the only one who thinks this way?

I don't think he is the only one. 

This is why.

The circumstances Jesus faced,  as ordered by God the Father,  all played out in a matter of a week's time. The changes rendered by the end of the week would never have been predicted by most of those standing alongside the road when Jesus rode past on a donkey. They were caught up in the moment. God knew the outcome. Jesus knew the outcome and still chose to obey.

Regardless of what we face on any given day our circumstances can also change, as ordered by God the Father, in the blink of an eye.  He can and does order our steps. We may see our circumstances as endless and unbending. He sees all as temporary.

The hope is found in trusting. Jesus trusted His Father and knew the ultimate victory belonged to Him. We can know the same thing to be true for us. Our current circumstances can look bleak. Our view of said bleakness can feel grim at best, and we may despair. 

Yet in the midst of what may seem to be unending darkness, God may bring a swift end and turn our path in the opposite direction entirely to accomplish His purposes in our lives. He did that for Jesus. 

The events that transpired during Holy Week were all to fulfill the prophecies made about the Messiah. The final result was Jesus was raised from the dead and prepared a way for all who came behind Him to have eternal life. We can rest in this truth when we can't see to the final chapter of our own stories.

So I am entering this upcoming Holy Week with a different perspective than those of my past. Indeed, I am anxious to focus on the events I have longed celebrated. I am anticipating the joy I will feel next Sunday as I rejoice with other believers over my Risen Savior. 

I am also gazing ahead with eagerness at how God can and will change my earthly circumstances "in the blink of an eye." I place my trust and my hope in Him. 

“So, Lord, what hope do I have? You are my hope." Psalm 39:7 (NCV)

Have a blessed Holy Week!

On His Adventure~


Thursday, March 21, 2013

Thursday Thanks Tank #205

I have finally come up for air for moment to make sure I don't miss taking the time to be intentional about how God is filling my thanks tank this week.

Here's my list without further ado:

  • Work: I'll try to keep this one short, but I am so incredibly grateful for the way God moves His hand in my life. I quit my job in January, and I had no prospects of anything else on the horizon. I am a writer, editor, and proof reader by trade, so I began praying God would provide me with something in an area of expertise and talent. I put out a few feelers with what seemed to be closed doors at every turn. When I woke up one morning thinking I had no idea when or if I was to continue pursuing editing jobs, I got an email from someone who had refused my editing services. He asked if I still had time to work on his book, and if he could contract me for the job. We set it up, and I began working diligently on his proposal and his 58 chapter first novel. I am more than thrilled to be in my groove, doing what I love best. Plus, the book is getting pretty interesting as I just finished chapter 36 today!
  • Food: For those of you who follow me on Facebook, you will chuckle at this one. I have become obsessed with taking pictures of my food and posting them to tantalize those who are my friends there. It also has had a motivational effect on me. I take more time on preparing and presenting lovely food -- that's a win/win. I eat healthier and get lots of affirmation from those who get to see my dinner. Shameless, I know!
  • Azaleas: Not a big fan any other time of the year, but woo, wee! They are gorgeous right now!! I can look in any direction from my house and see hot pink loveliness, and the abundance of them is phenomenal. I adore flowers, and I am especially wowed by banks of fuchsia.
I know this list is a short one, but I have got to head back to the editing board, so to speak. My list of thankfulness is far longer, but I may have to drop by again another day to chat about it.

Take a few moments to be intentional about your gratitude. It never fails to alter my perspective or increase my level of joy when I  do it. Have a thanks-filled rest of your week!

On His Adventure~