1. Hope in God

lynnPsalm 16

Psalm 16:9

Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.

In June 1953 Lynn placed her hope in God. At that time the Holy Spirit spoke to her, “Repent, repent. Lynn, you are a sinner. Christ died for your sins. He rose again that you might live.” She knelt by my bed and Jesus Christ came into her heart and life. He gives her hope, peace and joy.

He gave Lynn His righteousness. In myself Lynn was unworthy of the least of His mercies. Any goodness in her is what the Lord placed in Lynn. He gave her the gift of salvation. This took away her sin and gave her His righteousness. This gives Lynn hope.

 

This does not mean He took away her sin nature. However, He gave her a new nature. This causes an inward conflict. Which one wins? It’s like Lynn has two dogs. The one wins to whom she says “sickem”. Lynn wants the new nature to win, but Satan tempts her and sometimes the old nature wins that battle. When she confesses that sin, God forgives her, and makes her clean inside. This fills Lynn with hope.

The Lord is her portion. In other words He made Lynn His heir. She does not know nor understand of what all this inheritance consists, but He promises it is “incorruptible, and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in heaven for you” (1 Peter 1:4). When she passes from this present life, she will receive it. Oh, what hope, and what joy!

The Lord gives her counsel. With it He gives Lynn a choice. She can choose to follow His counsel from His Word, or ignore it. He blesses her when she is teachable and obeys His will. This gives her hope.

The Lord always goes before Lynn. He promised, “I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee” (Heb. 13:5). When she has troubles, He knows all about them. He faced problems, as she does, when He walked upon this earth. Because He has been there, He understands all Lynn’s ups and downs. She is so glad He’s there and helps her go through trials. Hope comes into her soul when she knows He is with her.

At times in my life, my emotions went out of control. I wept and could not restrain myself from weeping. I lost a loved one and could not weep. Since that time, God has helped me greatly. Now my heart is fixed. It is like when I alter a garment. Now it fits me. When my heart is fixed, I am not torn up emotionally. God has given me stability. When this happens in my life, it gives me great hope.

David wrote this psalm. It looked forward to Christ’s coming in the flesh. They laid His body in the grave, but it did not see corruption (Psalm 16:11; Acts 2:25-28). After His resurrection, His heart filled with joy. Many shall turn to Him as Saviour and Lord before He returns in glory. This was the “joy set before Him” (Heb. 12:2).

In conclusion God showed Lynn the path of life. In His presence there is fullness of joy. In Heaven pleasures await her forevermore. This is her sure hope. All who come to Him in faith become His children. He gives them hope. He wants you to enjoy this hope.

Lynn and Leon, her beloved husband, served as missionaries to the Navajo Indian for several years. After God took her honey to Heaven, He called her to write for Him. Many of her articles found publication, and two Sunday School curriculum packages. Ambassador International published her first book, Our Lifeship: A Study in Proverbs for Women. She tells more about her hope at www.writingfrommyheart.com.

10. Calm in Our Calling

Not Called to the Navajo?

“Lord, please show me what to do,” I sighed. “I’m trying to serve You here, but it’s not cutting it.”

For over three years I went through the motions of Christian service, but my heart did not palpitate with joy. Then I concluded, God is through with me.  I’ll just have to do the best I can.

Then Ron, a missionary to the Navajo, came to our church. He perceived that my heart was not really in my Christian service. He asked me, “What about the Navajo?”

I replied, “I’m not called to the Navajo.” I reasoned, The Navajo language is too hard.  I can speak a little Spanish.  I think God can use me with the Spanish people.

However, nothing opened up with the Spanish-speaking or any other door. One door opened—I did not want to go to the Navajo.

Ron returned one year later. Again he preached for one week in our church.  “Come visit us,” he invited me. “Plan to stay a week or two.”

Wow! I thought. I don’t get many vacations.  I’ll take this opportunity to get away. I said, “Okay, I’ll go for a week.” That one week changed my life.

One day we bounced sixty-five miles in a Volkswagen Bug. Finally, we arrived at Whitewater, a remote area on the backside of the Navajo reservation.

We walked into a small building. Don started a fire in the wood stove. Berta took an empty coffee can, filled it with water and coffee, and set it on the stove. We ate our lunch and washed it down with sweet ice tea and coffee. In the corner of the room sat an old dusty piano.

Before the service we went visiting.  A young Navajo woman said, “Yá’áát’éáh” (a Navajo greeting) as I approached her.

Yá’áát’éáh,” I replied. I just spoke a word in that impossible language, I thought.

Then we returned to the meeting house where a small crowd had gathered. As I played the rusty upright piano, The people sang in Navajo. Something in my heart kept rhythm with the strange words.

Later, I asked Don, “Bro. Don does yá’áát’éáh mean hello?”

He replied, “You’re a pretty good Navajo. God answered my argument, “I can never learn that language,” with one word.

However, I still protested, “I’m not called to the Navajo.”

My last evening in Navajoland I spent in the guest room with my Bible. I turned to Isaiah 42:6, 7: “I the Lord have called thee in righteousness…To open the blind eyes, to bring out the prisoners from the prison, and them that sit in darkness out of the prison house.”

God spoke to me. “Who is as blind as the Navajo? Do they not sit imprisoned by a hopeless religion and in spiritual darkness? Lynn, I want you to go to the Navajo.” I knew God had called me, a single woman, to the Navajo.

When we obey, God blesses. He gave me a husband, Leon, a missionary to the Navajo. He does not call all of us to be missionaries, but He does call each of us to do His will.

9. Calm in Trials

9. Calm in God’s Pavilion 

“For months Ellen’s body wracked with pain,” her husband, said. She lay helpless from two compressed disks in her back. He winced as he helped her with simple needs like personal hygiene and eating.

Ellen had said, “My hobby is helping others.” For months she lay unable to help even herself. Riveting pain often interrupted her sleep. In those long pain-filled hours she turned her thoughts to the Lord.

After many months flat on her back, Ellen rejoiced to be able to attend church again. “I’m thankful,” she testified. “When I can’t sleep at night, it gives me more time to pray.”

After she became a widow, she moved to a nursing home, debilitated and in a wheel chair. “How are you?” she asked residents, wheeling toward them. “Jesus is with you.”

How did Ellen think of others when she faced such great needs of her own? She testified, “I have known the Lord about forty years, and I still have much to learn. I place my full dependence upon Him.”

Ellen displayed contentment. Her heart seemed to be somewhere other than the nursing home. Perhaps she found a secret hiding place—a place of renewal.

Psalm 27:5 promises, “For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion” (KJV). The essence of prayer is entering into God’s pavilion. Ellen entered and knew how to remain there, especially during adversity. Now she resides in Heaven.

Do we complain when swallowed up by pain? When troubles come do we still have a thankful heart? Do we pray in the face of unwanted circumstances that threaten to consume us? Prayer is responding to God’s invitation to enter into His pavilion, where He hides us under His safe covering. Like Ellen, we can depend on Him and live with a heart full of joy.

Dear Lord, help me to remain thankful when I suffer pain. Equip me to endure troubles. Give me, like Ellen, the habit of helping others. In times of trouble, hide me in Thy pavilion. Thank you, Father, for the safe, tranquil place of prayer where Thou embracest and careth for me. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

This is a reprint article by Lynn Wallace, © 1960. It went online in November 1960 on Prayer Support for Women. This does not appear to still be online.

Bio: Ambassador-Emerald International published Lynn’s book, Our Lifeship: Studies in Proverbs for Women. Periodicals published about eighty of her articles and fillers. Accent Publications published two of her curriculum packages. Leon, her late husband, and she served on the Navajo field several years.She plays the piano for Canyon View Baptist Church in Montrose, Colorado. She enjoys jeeping, reading, and artwork. writeheart@montrose.net. www.writingfrommyheart.com (Our Lifeship available from PayPal.)

6. Keep Calm by Pleasing God

6. Please God

Ellen and Chuck met some people with handicaps. They thought, “We can help these people.” 

They went to their pastor. “We know some special people,” they said. “Some limp and use a cane or walker. Others roll themselves in wheelchairs. Harold can’t talk plain. Several have hearing problems. We’d like to help these people. Can we start a class for them.” 

“Yes,” the pastor agreed. 

Every Sunday I saw these “special people” limp or roll in on wheelchairs. Jesus Christ stepped in and redeemed some of these special souls. 

When Ellen went forward to pray with one of these women, it blessed my heart. 

Sometimes, one got noisy. In her quiet way Ellen took that one of of the service. I marvelled at her patience. 

“What have you learned from these special people?” I asked. “We learned that you don’t stop because you have a problem. Keep going on.” 

My only daughter was born normal. However, I found it difficult to raise her without a daddy when he went to be with Christ. Ellen taught me not to give up, but to keep pressing onward. 

A compressed disk in her back forced Ellen to retire. She did not complain. She depended on Chuck to get her up and down. When able to attend church again, she testified, “When I can’t sleep at night, I’m thankful. It gives me more time to pray.” 

When Chuck’s heart failed him, leaving Ellen a widow, she moved to Valley Manor, a nursing home. She continued reaching out to others in this place. I only heard her complain once because she could not speak to others. 

Ellen would readily admit she has her faults, but to me she set forth an example of a woman who pleased God. He says that it pleases Him when we obey His command to love one another” (1 John 3:22-23). My friend certainly loved others. 

Now she has met her Lord. This godly sailor resides in Heaven where her beloved husband dwells. 

God does not call all of us to reach out to the handicapped as Ellen did, but we can all show our love to others. When we put others before ourselves, it helps bring calm to our hearts. 

Bio: This article is based on a section in Lynn’s book, Our Lifeship: A Study in Proverbs for Women. You can see more about it at www.writingfrommyheart.com. Thank you for your interest.

Who Is Lynn?

Lynn served with her husband Leon for about nine years in Navajoland. On June 22, 1987 God called her beloved home. “What will I do now?” Lynn asked. About a week later, she visited her brother-in-law’s church. That evening Pastor Bill preached on writing. He described Lynn’s shanty though he had never been there. Lynn knew the Lord was speaking to her. She started writing, something she loved to do. Numerous articles and two curriculum packages landed at the dock of publishers. In 2008 Ambassador-Emerald International published her first book, Our Lifeship: Studies in Proverbs for Women. She wrote it to help women sail calmly on life’s troubled seas. You may find out more about it at www.writingfrommyheart.com, and order it from this website through PayPal.