Vicki's Wednesday Word

  Exodus 3:3-6 “3 One day Moses was tending the flock of his father-in-law, Jethro, the priest of Midian. He led the flock far into the wilderness and came to Sinai, the mountain of God. 2 There the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a blazing fire from the middle of a bush. Moses stared in amazement. Though the bush was engulfed in flames, it didn’t burn up. 3 “This is amazing,” Moses said to himself. “Why isn’t that bush burning up? I must go see it.”4 When the Lord saw Moses coming to take a closer look, God called to him from the middle of the bush, “Moses! Moses!” “Here I am!” Moses replied. 5 “Do not come any closer,” the Lord warned. “Take off your sandals, for you are standing on holy ground. 6 I am the God of your father - the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.” When Moses heard this, he covered his face because he was afraid to look at God.” Moses was going about his day, minding his own business. He had put together a new life, quite different from the

  Philippians 4:10-14 New International Version 10 I rejoiced greatly in the Lord that at last you renewed your concern for me. Indeed, you were concerned, but you had no opportunity to show it. 11 I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. 12 I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. 13 I can do all this through him who gives me strength. 14 Yet it was good of you to share in my troubles. Our Savior is amazing. The unending source of strength, resiliency and perseverance lies waiting for each of us. Unconditionally given. Paid in full at a terrible price. Knowing Paul’s secret for finding contentment in all circumstances is one thing. Attaining that wonderful state is quite another. First of all, we must seek Christ. Next, we must seek Christ. Lastly…see a pa

 Thoughts on Last Sunday's Text... 1 Kings 18:36-38. 19:1-4 36 At the time of sacrifice, the prophet Elijah stepped forward and prayed: “Lord, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Israel, let it be known today that you are God in Israel and that I am your servant and have done all these things at your command. 37 Answer me, Lord, answer me, so these people will know that you, Lord, are God, and that you are turning their hearts back again.” 38 Then the fire of the Lord fell and burned up the sacrifice, the wood, the stones and the soil, and also licked up the water in the trench. 19 Now Ahab told Jezebel everything Elijah had done and how he had killed all the prophets with the sword. 2 So Jezebel sent a messenger to Elijah to say, “May the gods deal with me, be it ever so severely, if by this time tomorrow I do not make your life like that of one of them.” 3 Elijah was afraid and ran for his life. When he came to Beersheba in Judah, he left his servant there, 4 while he himself went

  Thoughts on Last Sunday’s Text… Proverbs 17:22. New International Version 22.  A cheerful heart is good medicine,      but a crushed spirit dries up the bones. Breast cancer was the cause of my mother’s death. In her eulogy, I insisted that cancer did not take her life.  She held on to everything that made her life her own until the very end. For example, she worked up until three weeks before her death. She refused all pain medication, and I mean all, because she said it would only make her sleep. That would not do for my mother. It was her life and she would not willingly miss a minute of it, in spite of the metastasis that made pain a constant. When she could no longer speak, she communicated with a hint of a smile. Before long, her only task was to draw one more breath. While I was telling a fun story about her to the visiting nurse, the last breath came and went. She told people that cancer was just a “bump in the road.” My father, her partner of more than fifty years,