Victory In Jesus

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

Earlier this month I mentioned what happened when the reality of life bumped into my expectations during Pilot and my anniversary trip in March.

Well, five days after we returned from that adventure, we headed for the reenactment of the Goliad Massacre during the Texas fight for independence from Mexico in 1836.

Just like the weather didn’t fully cooperate during the Florida part of our trip in March, the weather didn’t appear to cooperate as we stood outside in line with the masses waiting to purchase our tickets for the Goliad event.

As irritation began to rise, I had a talk with myself, and asked if I was going to allow rain to keep me from enjoying this outing. And you know what? I decided it could rain all it wanted, but I was not going to let it ruin my day and turn me into a grump. (I’m sure Pilot was grateful for that decision.)

That decision was a major victory in itself.

Glory hallelujah, within half an hour the rain stopped, the infantry, artillery, and cavalry took the field, the reenactment began, and not another drop of rain fell the rest of the weekend.

The only way I was able to keep from being grumpy when the rain first began to fall was to remember Jesus has won the victory over Satan through his death and resurrection. Satan is powerless. I reminded myself to not allow the great deceiver to use the irritations of life steal my joy. Remembering those truths did not simply pop up by my own will.

No sirree.

That victory came from the Holy Spirit’s power living in me through the victory of a risen Savior, Jesus Christ my Lord.

When life gets all out of whack, and threatens to steal our joy right out from under us, we must rely on the victory we have in Jesus to get us on the other side. Amen?

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 But thank God! He gives us victory over sin and death through our Lord Jesus Christ. 1 Corinthians 15:57 (NLT)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Praise God

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Which do you find easier … praise God when everything is going well, or when things are falling apart?

Is it easier to shout out, “Yay, God!” during the times of absolute happiness, rather than when our hearts are crushed and broken?

For most of us, I would guess it’s easier to praise when things are going along without a hitch, than it is when we’ve hit the bumps of life.

courtesy pixabayI’d also have to say I find it easier to sing hallelujah to God when the path is smooth, than when it is dark and troubled.

But that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t shout out my praises. It’s just harder to do. Not impossible.

Because he is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow, God doesn’t change. He’s still the God who spoke the world into being and allowed his son to die a horrible death so we could live with him forever.

He is the God worthy of our hallelujahs no matter what the situation.

In the 23rd Psalm, David wrote that even when he walked through the valley of the shadow courtesy pixabayof death, God remained with David and he had everything he needed.

We can say the same thing.

Even on our darkest days, God remains with us and provides what we need.

When we turn our eyes to the one who loves us with an everlasting love, and trust him to work all things out for his glory, knowing nothing reaches us he didn’t plan or permit, our praise may come out in halting, stammering cries, but it will come out.

Still we will praise him.

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The Lord is my Shepherd. I will have everything I need. He lets me rest in fields of green grass. He leads me beside the quiet waters. He makes me strong again. He leads me in the way of living right with Himself which brings honor to His name. Yes, even if I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will not be afraid of anything, because You are with me. You have a walking stick with which to guide and one with which to help. These comfort me. You are making a table of food ready for me in front of those who hate me. You have poured oil on my head. I have everything I need. For sure, You will give me goodness and loving-kindness all the days of my life. Then I will live with You in Your house forever. Psalm 23 (NLV)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Victory or Death

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

This past weekend Pilot and I were at Washington-on-the-Brazos in Texas to celebrate the 180th anniversary of Texas Independence.

In this brief history lesson, I’d like to draw parallels between the Texas fight for independence in 1836, and our fight for spiritual independence today.

I believe most are familiar with the Texas Revolution that began with the battle of the Alamo in San Antonio, Texas. For those who might like a refresher, here are some of the particulars.

  • On February 23, 1836 General Antonio López de Santa Anna and his army arrived at San Antonio to put down the frontier rebellion. The Texian rebels withdrew across the San Antonio River into the safety of the old fortified mission known as the Alamo.

  • Santa Anna raised the red flag indicating no quarter would be given to those inside the mission. Alamo commander William Barret Travis began writing desperate pleas for help, including the famous “Victory or Death” letter sent out on February 24.

  • While the Alamo was under siege, the provisional Texas government organized at Washington-on-the-Brazos. On March 2, the convention declared independence and the Republic of Texas was born.

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  • While they were unaware Texas had declared independence, the roughly 200 Alamo defenders stayed at their post waiting on help from the settlements. The defenders ranged in age, background and occupation.

  • The final attack came before dawn on March 6, 1836. As Mexican troops charged toward the Alamo in the pre-dawn darkness, defenders rushed to the walls and fired.

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  • Mexican soldiers breached the north wall and flooded into the compound. The fierce battle centered on the old church, where defenders made a last stand. The battle lasted about 90 minutes.

Now, for the parallels.

  • Satan and his minions stand posed to strike and do battle against all who claim their independence from sin through Jesus Christ’s sacrifice on the cross of Calvary.

 

  • The father of all lies waves his flag in front of us claiming he will take no prisoners. All will die. In our defense, Jesus wrote his love letter with his own blood. Victory would come through his death.

 

  • While we were yet sinners, held captive behind walls of our own making, our independence from sin was arranged between the Righteous Judge, God, and our Mediator, Jesus, for people from every tribe, tongue, and nation.

  • The final attack is yet to come. Satan and his army will surge forward in battle, but unlike the defenders of the Alamo, Our Defender, will not fail.

 

  • Those who claim Jesus as Lord and Savior need not fear breached walls. Our foundation is firm and sure. In the blink of an eye, Christ will return.

 

  • Our victory is in Jesus!

Amen and amen. Come Lord Jesus, come.

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But thank God! He gives us victory over sin and death through our Lord Jesus Christ. 1 Corinthians 15:57 (NLT)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Don’t Weep For Me

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

As most of you know, my mom died last year, November 6th, 2014. Tomorrow, September 16, would have been her 96th birthday and I miss her bunches.

While I know it is selfish of me to wish she were still here, considering how weak and ill she became near the end of her life, I miss her.

I know she doesn’t want me to be sad. But I am.

I know she wants me to be happy she’s no longer in pain. And I am.

I know she wants me to be glad she’s with my dad and our Father in heaven. And I am.

I know this world is not our home. We’re just a-passing through.

I know Jesus died so we can be with him in the place he is preparing for us.

I know that I know that I know … all our tears will be wiped away.

Happy Birthday, Mom. I love you.

If you have lost someone dear to you, what comfort have you received from God’s promises?

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Then he told me, “These are those who have come through the great oppression: they have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb. That is why they now have their place before the throne of God, and serve him day and night in his temple. He who sits upon the throne will be their shelter. They will never again know hunger or thirst. The sun shall never beat upon them, neither shall there be any scorching heat, for the Lamb who is in the centre of the throne will be their shepherd and will lead them to springs of living water. And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes.” Revelation 7:14b-17 (Phillips)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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The Battle is the LORD’s Part II

By Sandy Kirby Quandt

Several months ago, I wrote how the battles we face are God’s to fight. In that post I said, We face giants today. Some days, the battles are fierce. Other days just naggingly annoying. Some days the battle has raged for a long time. Other days we’re blindsided. Either way, if we go out in our own strength we’re sure to fail, or at the most, win only a partial victory.

Today, I would like to revisit that idea. Although I truly believe God must fight our battles for us, and I cling to and hold onto that promise, there are times I waver.

Another new health concern is the latest battle God will have to fight for me. And no…I haven’t gone on any trips lately. 😉

One more auto-immune disease has been added to my Fibromyalgia and growing list of other health concerns. Lupus.

Woven and spun…God put in what he wanted to put in, and left out what he wanted to leave out when I was created in my mother’s womb.

When King Jehoshaphat and his army prepared to go into battle, God told them not to be discouraged or afraid. Even though they faced a large enemy. The outcome of the battle didn’t depend on what the king and his army could or couldn’t do. The outcome depended on God.

Jehoshaphat was told he and his men would not need to fight the battle. Their job was to meet the enemy, take up their positions and wait. Oh, yeah. Wait.

The LORD would give the victory.

I know many of you are going through battles of your own right along with me. Health battles. Job battles. Family battles. Financial battles. Relationship battles. Addiction battles…

We’ve been given our orders. We are not to look at our discouraging circumstances and be overcome with fear. We are instructed to face the enemy, and wait upon the LORD to win the victory. Can I get an amen?

Jahaziel said, “Your Majesty and all you people of Judah and Jerusalem, the Lord says that you must not be discouraged or be afraid to face this large army. The battle depends on God, not on you. Attack them tomorrow as they come up the pass at Ziz. You will meet them at the end of the valley that leads to the wild country near Jeruel. You will not have to fight this battle. Just take up your positions and wait; you will see the Lord give you victory. People of Judah and Jerusalem, do not hesitate or be afraid. Go out to battle, and the Lord will be with you!”                                    2 Chronicles 20:15-17 (GNT)

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I wish you well.

Sandy

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Build Up One Another

The other day, while I watered our yard, I noticed how the blades of grass and leaves of plants seemed to perk right up. They appeared to brighten as the nourishing water soaked in.

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I’ve mentioned before, my area of the country is feeling the effects of a year-long drought. There does not seem to be any relief on the horizon. I don’t even want to think what might help the situation, is the rain a hurricane could bring. I do not want to ever have to evacuate during a hurricane, again.

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Maj. Rhonda Martin with actor Mark Wahlberg during Wahlberg’s visit to Camp Leatherneck, Afghanistan. Wahlberg shook hands and took pictures with service members while thanking them for their service.
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As I watered the grass and watched each blade spring back to life, I thought of how our words and actions could be the soothing, much needed water for someone we meet.

Think back to when the right words, or gestures, came to your dry and thirsty soul. Wouldn’t you like to do the same for someone else?

It really doesn’t take much to lift someone up. We only need to open our eyes and ears to those around us. Sometimes, that may mean closing our mouths to listen.

Is there someone around you who could use a comforting word? A kind gesture? An affirmation that they’re doing a good job?

Step out. Open the faucet. Be that gentle shower on a dry and thirsty land. Make a difference in someone’s life.

Is the fast food attendant wiping the counter where you’re filling your soda cup? Don’t act like they don’t exist. Tell them they sure are making that stainless steel shine.

Wave and smile to the men collecting your trash if you’re in the yard when they come by. They aren’t invisible, and neither are you. They are providing a much needed service. (If I will converse with a talking trash can, shouldn’t I speak to humans?)

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Cashier at store in Panama
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Cashier at the store seem a little frazzled? Be pleasant. Tell her thank you when she’s done. I’ve related one instance of my time waiting tables, before. It can be brutal. Give your wait staff a break. Compliment them on a job well done.

Mother of screaming toddler in a public place? Say a prayer for her, and mean it.

Of course, opportunities to build up our family members and close friends abound. Do something nice for them, without being asked. Offer to help with something you know they are struggling with. Encourage their efforts. Applaud their successes. Comfort them when they are distressed. Give a needed hug. A listening ear. Pray.

Just like water on drought stricken plants, your kind words and gestures will bring relief to those in your sphere of influence.

Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.   I Thessalonians 5:11

What do you do to build up one another? What have others done to build you up? I’d love to hear.

I wish you well.

Sandy

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