<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293</id><updated>2011-08-23T05:36:57.563-07:00</updated><category term='disappointment'/><category term='Jeremiah'/><category term='success'/><category term='publishing'/><title type='text'>Bette's Jesus Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>Here at Bette's Jesus Journey, we're going to look at the Word -- Just as it is. No quotes. No philosophy. Just look at the Bible and see what it says. If you'll stick with me, we'll go through the whole thing in a year.  I won't write every day; but you can. Let's see what happens. I'm going to let you begin where I am. In the Book of Luke.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1591718770862505707</id><published>2010-04-11T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T10:40:39.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing a Posting Site</title><content type='html'>Hey friends. As much as I like this blog site, I've decided to close it. I'm getting way too many advertisements for sex-toys, offered as comments. Somehow, this particular site doesn't offer protection from these folks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll find that I've continued my adventures at this location:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://bettenordberg.wordpress.com/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that you'll just navigate your  way there, give me a bookmark and come visit often. I've done pretty well at blogging every Tuesday. Hopefully, that will keep us in close touch, which is the purpose of all blogs everywhere, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Join me, won't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1591718770862505707?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1591718770862505707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1591718770862505707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1591718770862505707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1591718770862505707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2010/04/closing-posting-site.html' title='Closing a Posting Site'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-973834520678242378</id><published>2010-01-21T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:03:35.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Consideration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; margin-top: 30px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;January 21, 2010 by Bette Nordberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="entry" style="line-height: 1.4em; "&gt;&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I’ve avoided blogging lately. Most of you know that I have two blog sites, this one, attached to my new website, is new to me. And like most new things, it’s a little intimidating trying to get used to the format and blog tools. I promise to overcome the difficulty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;As for news. The newest book is out; you can find it on store shelves, or buy it at your favorite on-line bookseller. I’ve heard from several that it’s their favorite story yet. Amazing! You know, as a story-parent, you aren’t supposed to have favorites. But I do. And what pleases my readers always surprises me.  Apparently this one is a hit. Thanks for the feedback!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If you haven’t read it yet, you can read the early reviews for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;GENOA BAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;www.amazon.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;As 2009 was ending, I decided to hang out in the New Testament for a while. My love for the OT is deep, and sometimes, I think I get caught in the heady consideration of all things OT. I wonder, does that keep me from living the simple, holy life to which I’ve been called? The NT is full of clear, no-question instructions about living the Jesus-life. Am I avoiding that life by living in my head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here is one of the things that struck me. I Timothy 5: 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“Remember that some people lead sinful lives, and everyone knows they will be judged. Buy there are others whose sin will not be revealed until later. In the same way, everyone knows how much good some people do, but there are others whose good deeds won’t be known until later.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think this passage is the exact antithesis of the old adage, “what you see is what you get.” Folks have been faking it for years. As a population, we’re especially good at faking it. Brow lifts, laser resurfacing, breast implants, liposuction — you name it, we’ve done it. We focus on the outside. After all that’s what you see, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In some ways Christians are tempted to do the same thing. We focus on looking good. Speaking the language (or in my case, NOT speaking the language). Walking the walk. Talking the talk. Wearing the goods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We’re not so good at letting the truth get in below the skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But the word reminds us that there will come a time when all things will be revealed. For some of us, the genuine, holy, pure life we’ve lived in private will be revealed for all to see. For others of us, all our  falsehood will be exposed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I don’t know about you, but that frightens me. There are things I’d rather you didn’t know. Ways I’ve failed. Ways I struggle. And this scripture makes me think twice about letting these things take root. Some day, it will be there for all to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And the opposite is also true. The good deeds done in secret are not lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And that, friends, is worth serious consideration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-973834520678242378?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/973834520678242378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=973834520678242378' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/973834520678242378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/973834520678242378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2010/01/serious-consideration.html' title='Serious Consideration'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-8012254224400756455</id><published>2009-12-13T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T23:36:20.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shipwrecked</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been busy (Haven't we all? it IS the season, you know!). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a new website up, and, except for a glitch on the spry menu (front page of course, smile, ), I'm ready to promote my newest book, along with a contest for a free trip to Genoa Bay. You can view the new look at the old address:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;www.bettenordberg.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new book releases January 4th here in the states, (from what I hear). And you can catch a first chapter preview on the new website. Feel free to take a look and see what you think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got hundreds of postcards ready for the mail. And, I'm about to mail the first round of "reader's club" books out to my faithful First Reader's Club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you'd like a postcard, leave a comment here. Or, if you'd like to sign up to receive a free book, in exchange for some promotion, contact me via the website. I'll need your snail mail address in order to make that work. But let me know. I have a few extra spots open. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now for the WORD:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only have one comment tonight, and that refers to a little phrase I found in 1 Timothy 2:19. &lt;b&gt;"For some people have deliberately violated their consciences; as a result their faith has been shipwrecked."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember Paul is one who knows about shipwrecks. He survived one, remember? On his way to Rome, the boat carrying him (and the Roman soldier responsible for Paul) was completely destroyed. Paul and all of the crew members survived. Now THAT's a shipwreck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so Paul, this very experienced sailor, gives us this one critical clue as to one way that believers can shipwreck our faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul blames it on this one decision: the deliberate violation of the conscience. The result? Shipwrecked faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't blame our shipwrecked faith on the devil. Not on an evil society. Or a bad upbringing. Not on a difficult economic time. Not on hardship, or addiction, or poor parenting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know something of boating. I've seen groundings. I've seen folks stuck at the end of an anchor when an outgoing tide leaves the boat high and dry. I've seen boats hit rocks. I've seen boats spring leaks, break parts, burn out engines. But I've never been aboard during a shipwreck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's something that every boater tries to avoid. And every believer should try to avoid the shipwreck of our faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as a believer, we can avoid that kind of disaster by paying attention to this one wise admonition. Don't violate your conscience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your conscience is your own private GPS system. It's an alarm that tells you when you're getting into shallow water, too near the rocks, or when the weather and conditions are more than your boat can handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe it is the Holy Spirit's gift to humans (both saved and unsaved), his way of helping us to move toward God and away from disaster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. Remember Paul's advice the next time you feel that little tickle in the back of your awareness. When something inside tells you, "don't," then listen. Respond. Move away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When something inside you whispers, "do," then stop, consider, move deeper into obedience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shipwreck avoidance. No one needs to write a book, or teach a class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only we could all commit to obeying our conscience! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, I'm going to commit. Can you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-8012254224400756455?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8012254224400756455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=8012254224400756455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/8012254224400756455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/8012254224400756455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/12/shipwrecked.html' title='Shipwrecked'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-8479534358779896247</id><published>2009-11-16T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:35:40.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Business</title><content type='html'>So. Today, questions for you:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you a reader? If so, how do &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; choose what you will read next? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a reader, how do you think I (an author) could BEST entice you to read my next novel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in the middle of planning my release promotion for my next fiction, (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Genoa Bay&lt;/span&gt;, releasing January 2010) and frankly, when I signed up for writing novels, I thought WRITING was all I'd have to do. Turns out, that is wrong. Writing is only a tiny part of the bargain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope. You plan the novel. You research the novel. You write parts of the novel. You sell the novel to a publisher (With the help of your ever supportive and helpful agent). And then, you write the rest of the novel. You edit the novel. You turn the novel in. You edit again. And again. And again. And then you wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then you promote it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This, it turns out, is the hardest part for me. Promotion is so much outside of my comfort zone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. To promote, I speak. I teach. I try to get others to read the novel and to tell friends about it. I write about the process (here, for instance). And then I hope. I pray. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my friends. You read what I sometimes write here. What advice do YOU have to give your author friend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm open, really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-8479534358779896247?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8479534358779896247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=8479534358779896247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/8479534358779896247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/8479534358779896247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-business.html' title='Back Business'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-3992911355522281876</id><published>2009-10-30T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T18:19:13.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comforting Stuff</title><content type='html'>We had a great day at Bible Study today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been talking about God's discipline, about our own childhoods, about permissive parents, overly harsh parents, about motives and effects. And in the midst of it all,  I find this passage from Isaiah 28 so comforting. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Listen to me; listen as I plead! Does a farmer always plow and never sow? Is he forever cultivating the soil and never planting it? Does he not finally plant his seeds for dill, cumin, wheat, barley and spelt, each in its own section of his land? The farmer knows just what to do, for God has given him understanding. He doesn't thresh all his crops the same way. a heavy sledge is never used on dill; rather it is beaten with a light stick. A threshing wheel is never rolled on cumin, instead it is beaten softly with a flail. Bread grain is easily crushed, so he doesn't keep on pounding it. He threshes it under the wheels of a cart, but he doesn't pulverize it. The LORD almighty is a wonderful teacher and he gives the farmer great wisdom."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so why does Isaiah include this passage? Is it really about farming? I don't think so. In chapter 27:8 Isaiah says, "Lord we love to obey your laws, our heart's desire is to glorify your name."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's about discipline. And I find some incredible truths in this passage. Let me list them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. God plants different crops in different types of soil. He doesn't plan to get the same exact crop out of each of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. There is a season for everything. You don't crush the seed before the plant grows. There is a planting season (sowing) a growing season, and a harvest. THEN, there is a threshing season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The point of the threshing is to get the good stuff OUT -- to separate the good stuff from the waste. It isn't to punish the seed. There is a good motive behind the threshing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. God uses no more force than is necessary as he brings out the good from the bad. I can expect him to discern how much I can stand, and to bring the good out tenderly, without bruising or hurting me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. As there are different things harvested from different crops (believers) there are also different threshings for the different crops. Thus, my threshing (discipline) won't look exactly like every one else. Mine will be custom chosen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. My father, my Daddy God, who gives wisdom to the farmer, has an infinite supply of wisdom. He will know EXACTLY how to get the good stuff out of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It comforts me to know that my Daddy God doesn't act in anger. He doesn't have any motive except to bring out the good harvest in my life. He won't over do it, won't hurt me in the process. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy disciplines with wisdom, keeping the end in mind, always aware of the fragility of the crop he is working with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a good Daddy we serve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has he disciplined you lately? How? How did you respond?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-3992911355522281876?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3992911355522281876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=3992911355522281876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3992911355522281876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3992911355522281876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/comforting-stuff.html' title='Comforting Stuff'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1202291608015542845</id><published>2009-10-11T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:21:00.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Confessions</title><content type='html'>So, occasionally, I teach Bible Studies.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This fall, I'm teaching one that I've written, called "A Daddy You Can Trust." It's hard for me, to write a study all week (that belongs later in the quarter), and then get one day to prepare a session for my students. Takes a lot of energy. A lot of concentration, and perseverance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, lately the Holy Spirit has been reminding me of these words, found in Ezekiel. "Son of man, let all my words sink deep into your own heart first. Listen to them carefully for yourself. Then go to your people in exile and say to them, 'This is what the Sovereign Lord Says!' Do this whether they listen or not." (Ez 3:10-11)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the passage, the Spirit is reminding the old prophet that all teaching begins at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tough lesson. A hard lesson. He's not so much demanding perfect behavior of teachers, as God is demanding that teachers take his words to heart. That we consider our own lives in light of what we know. That we stay open to God's correction and guidance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, last week in my teaching time, I confessed that I have a prejudice. Probably not a prejudice that anyone would be able to identify, looking at my life. But a prejudice just the same. And I realized that God doesn't like it, this preconceived notion floating around in my brain, taking root, and bringing forth bad fruit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. I confess to you. I need God to cleanse me, to heal me, to free me of this silly, wrong attitude of mine. I need to see all people as he does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't do it without his help. But then, he's already helped. He spotted it. He called it to my attention. He helped me to repent. And now, he'll help me grow out of it. He'll help me to choose another way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is good, isn't he? And the next time you think of YOUR teacher, remember to pray for them, won't you? They, like Ezekiel, like me, like Beth Moore, Chuck Swindoll, Max Lucado and hundreds of thousands of other teachers all over the world need God to bring the words &lt;b&gt;home first&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God help us all to let YOUR word sink deep into our hearts, so that we can listen carefully for ourselves, whether others listen, or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about you? Do you find yourself ready to dish the word out &lt;b&gt;before&lt;/b&gt; it changes your own life? What are you doing about that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1202291608015542845?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1202291608015542845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1202291608015542845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1202291608015542845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1202291608015542845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/10/true-confessions.html' title='True Confessions'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6305277117630380858</id><published>2009-09-30T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:11:17.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incomprehensible.</title><content type='html'>Last night I couldn't sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see I'm teaching a Bible Study on Friday morning, and I have to figure out how to bring the lesson to my students in a way that it matters. That's the question we should all be asking every time we look at the word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For instance, I'm reading in Exodus. And I read these kinds of stories, one after another. God leads his people from Egypt through the wilderness to the promise land, not the easy way, not the direct route, but the long way. Then, when Egyptian enemies come chasing after them, God miraculously drowns the bad guys. But just two chapters later, when the Amalakites come after them, these poor guys find themselves on a battle field for the first time in their collective memory. They have to beat them the old fashioned way. The hard way. (though yes, God helps them)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I find myself trying to make sense of God's work with his people. Is He a long-way God? Is he &lt;b&gt;occasionally&lt;/b&gt; miraculous? Does he want us to work for our own victories -- sometimes? Confusing isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is my breathtakingly brilliant conclusion:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is incomprehensible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't understand what He is doing. His ways are beyond us. His thoughts are deeper, truer, wiser than ours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the midst of our confusion, we do know one thing. God is NOT random. While WE may not always know WHY he does what he does, we know that HE DOES KNOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the crazy examples above, each one comes with an explanation. They went the long way because God thought the direct way would bring them to a battle they weren't prepared to win (the Philistines). He led them through the Red Sea, because God wanted the people to fear the LORD and to put their faith in Him and his servant Moses (verse 14:31) and they fought the Amalakites because God wanted to demonstrate his opposition to those who "raise their fist against the LORD's throne."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had his reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what? Well, it pertains to the Sunday School word we use all the time when we describe God. We call him incomprehensible. Beyond our understanding. Yes. But God understands. He has reasons. Plans. Purposes. They are beyond us, yes. But not beyond Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He reasons. He plans. He works. He acts. He responds. We don't always understand it. But we don't have to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we know God's character, we can rest in his HEART for us and trust that his reasons, plans and purposes are good. Like He is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's faith, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6305277117630380858?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6305277117630380858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6305277117630380858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6305277117630380858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6305277117630380858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/incomprehensible.html' title='Incomprehensible.'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1539285194902135792</id><published>2009-09-28T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:45:01.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the dark</title><content type='html'>I have a friend who bugs me regularly about how rarely I blog. I tell her, it would be easier if someone wrote back to me. As it is, I often feel as if I'm writing to myself!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hey, are you out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the last two weeks getting ready to help my son move to Loma Linda, California. I've painted his room, gone through the stuff stored there, moved some to the basement, taken some to the Goodwill and had the Salvation Army truck come by. I found mice tracks in my pantry (yuck!), and put new shelves in the basement. What a busy end of summer! Last week, we drove to California together and set up his apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the Word of God draws me in. I'm reading Exodus again, and I've caught something I never noticed before. It happens at the part where Moses leads the folks out of Egypt and they end up camped against the Red Sea; then the Egyptian army comes after them. Picture this. As the sun sets, they set up camp. On one side is the sea. The Jews pitch their tents, get ready to cook their dinner, and find the kids. Then someone shouts. Fingers point. Screams come from the outer rim of the camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Egyptians are coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terror starts to spread. Panic runs through the camp. Then suddenly, the "angel of God, who had been leading the people of Israel, moved to a position behind them and the pillar of cloud also moved around behind. The pillar of cloud settled between the Israelite and Egyptian camps." (Exodus 12:19) God steps in to protect them from the enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, as most of us know, the Israelites cross the Red Sea on dry ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But have you ever noticed that they cross at NIGHT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They do. Check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So as the sun began to rise, Moses raised his hand over the sea. The water roared back into its usual lace, and the LORD swept the terrified Egyptians into the surging currents."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Jews were over the sea and onto dry ground BEFORE the sun rose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They crossed at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Important? Maybe not. But it seems to me that many times, God does his most miraculous work when things are darkest. And as God worked, (stacking up the water) he asked his people to walk through the provision he made for them.  In the dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many times have you walked through a dark place on dry ground? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has he healed your marriage? Blessed you with a new attitude? Healed your body? Brought you through grief? Has he given you a new job? Taught you how to manage your money? Given you confidence, even in the face of a tough economy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is so different from the world where we live. In modern movies, the worst always happens at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in God's stories, He always shows up when things look darkest! When the sun goes down, look for God. He is behind you, protecting you, working on your behalf. When he opens up the way, walk in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God shows up in the dark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1539285194902135792?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1539285194902135792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1539285194902135792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1539285194902135792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1539285194902135792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-dark.html' title='In the dark'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-5752235237803464927</id><published>2009-09-13T17:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T18:03:53.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A surprise in Matthew</title><content type='html'>I've just finished Matthew again, and once again, I found something I've not seen before.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look for yourself. Matthew 28:17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When they saw him, they worshiped him -- but some of them doubted."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Jesus death, the eleven disciples went to Galilee, (just as Jesus had instructed them through the women who had visited the empty tomb). There, they saw Him, the risen Lord, exactly as He planned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But some of them doubted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you believe it? These guys had hung out for at least three years together. They'd eaten and slept and ministered together day in and day out. If anyone should have recognized the risen Lord, it should have been these guys. After all, these guys were the inner circle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after his death, they trot off to Galilee, where they see the risen Christ, in person. And some of them -- doubted?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is that about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know exactly. But I do have some thoughts. For one, isn't it interesting that Matthew could have left this detail out? It would have made more sense (if he were writing propaganda, anyway) to leave it out. Wouldn't you? If you were writing simply to convince someone of a false story, wouldn't you tell them that "everyone believed?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Matthew doesn't sacrifice accuracy for the sake of believability. I think that small detail tells us that he must have had a commitment to truth, and thus, we can conclude that he has told the WHOLE truth to the best of his ability. Matthew told us even the difficult details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, I think it tells us something about human nature. How many times have we thought, "If only I'd have walked with Jesus, this whole faith thing would be so easy. I wouldn't struggle with doubt."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doubt is part of our walk. Not because we believe in something false, or because we are stupid and foolish, but because we believe in something that is completely impossible. What kind of idiot believes that a dead man can be raised? It's impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have to acknowledge that simple fact. It IS ABSOLUTELY impossible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But with God, impossible things are quite possible&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sometimes, even in the face of those quite impossible things, we may pinch ourselves, thinking, "Can this be true?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It isn't always easy to believe. But of course, if it were easy, it wouldn't take faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The take away? When you doubt, don't beat yourself up; remember the eleven. They struggled with doubt. You are in very good company. But do remember this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus said in John chapter 20:29,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You believe because you have seen me. Blessed are those who haven't seen me and believe anyway."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be blessed and believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-5752235237803464927?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5752235237803464927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=5752235237803464927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5752235237803464927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5752235237803464927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprise-in-matthew.html' title='A surprise in Matthew'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6212461848084202653</id><published>2009-08-20T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T11:34:16.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What about Consequences?</title><content type='html'>In Matthew 24, Jesus tells his disciples that not one stone of the Jerusalem temple would be left on top of another. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? That answer is found in Matt 23, beginning in verse 37. The reason, in essence, is because the Jews would refuse to see and accept Jesus as the Messiah-- the promised one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I was listening as a Biblical expositor explained that the real sin in Genesis was that Eve would not believe in the goodness of God. The speaker was telling us that we should trust God's restrictions to be representations of his LOVE for us. He does not say "No" lightly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But is that all that is there? I don't think so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You surely will not die," the serpent told her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasn't the real issue that Satan tried to convince Eve that there would be NO consequence for her disobedience? And wasn't Jesus telling Jerusalem that they would suffer for their rebellion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not long ago, I tried to warn a young man who was about to marry a divorced woman. I told him (because this woman had no Biblical grounds for divorce) that I knew UNEQUIVOCABLY that she was not God's will for him. Mark tells us that to marry a divorced woman is to commit adultery -- not ever God's will for his people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was this young man's question for me? "So," he said, "adultery. That's big. But will God throw me out if I go ahead and marry her?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What he wanted to know was, would there be a consequence. Answer? Yes. You see, he'd been told that God is love for so long that he thought love brought only good and pleasant things into his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'm not saying that he is about to lose his salvation. But I am going to stand on the side of the Word. When God warns his people, he is warning about the consequences of sin, whether it be the destruction of Jerusalem, or that Eve WILL DIE (as she did, and so did all of creation, both spiritually and physically). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To disobey God is to face the consequences. We must never forget that our good, loving God loves us far too much to let us go our own way. We help our children by letting them experience the consequences of their actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God loves us in a similar way. Don't ever underestimate his love for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. How about you? Ever face a consequence? What was it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6212461848084202653?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6212461848084202653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6212461848084202653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6212461848084202653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6212461848084202653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-about-consequences.html' title='What about Consequences?'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-308764196014681190</id><published>2009-07-24T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:36:43.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Blessing</title><content type='html'>Jacob blessed Pharaoh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does that surprise you? It should. It blew me away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it. As Genesis 47 opens, Pharaoh has it all. Because of the famine, he owns all the land, has all the people's money, in fact, he's even managed to get the whole population enslaved to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was the "Iranian Dictator," the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Idi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Amin&lt;/span&gt;, the People's Republic, of his era.  He had it all. Everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Jacob, who was a starving refugee still chose to bless Pharaoh, not just once, but twice in the same chapter. Why? What did Jacob have to offer? What gave Jacob the chutzpah to bless the highest leader in the land?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because he had something Pharaoh didn't. Jacob had a direct line to the God of the Universe. Jacob had relationship. He had perspective. He had divine understanding (Jacob was a prophet!) Jacob had divine leading. Jacob had lived a life under the shadow of God's hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't have stuff. Jacob had God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compared to that, Pharaoh had nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what about you? Got God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you do, do you have the courage -- in the same audacious way of Jacob -- to bless the people you meet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you give God's blessing to everyone? Rich or poor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-308764196014681190?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/308764196014681190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=308764196014681190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/308764196014681190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/308764196014681190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/07/power-of-blessing.html' title='The Power of Blessing'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-112390261566272743</id><published>2009-07-21T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:20:10.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The little things are the big things.</title><content type='html'>One more on obedience:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really the little things. There are many little things I hear during the day that I must not ignore. No. I don't hear voices. But I do get the "impression" of instructions. Full sentences. Directions. Instructions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend, I got the impression that I should mention to someone that he seemed tired and less than himself. He responded that I was right. I told him that I would pray for him. I think the Holy Spirit wanted him to know that HE cared for my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some I've heard lately:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Call her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contact him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should think about giving ... to ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contact (this person from my past professional contacts) and tell her you are thinking of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Write out a prayer for him. Send it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray this way for your son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apologize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ask forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't say it. (I need to heed this one more often)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work on this (project)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do this project (a completely new idea I hadn't considered)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Write the opening like this (happened during a bike ride this weekend).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the whispers of the Holy Spirit in my life. They are personal. They are specific. They are time sensitive. Often, if I delay, the effect is negated. You could say that I'm schizophrenic (one who hears voices), but I don't think I qualify. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think these things are common with Believers who listen. Ironically, you learn to recognize God's voice by beginning to obey. Just one at first. Then judge. Was it the Holy Spirit? What were the results? Was Jesus glorified? Was someone cared for? Was someone touched? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, the next time you hear that same voice you will recognize it more easily. Perhaps more quickly. It will start to feel familiar to you, perhaps as familiar as best friend's voice when she calls on the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It happens. Listen. Obey. Judge. And listen again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My sheep know my voice."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know your shepherd's voice? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me a story about listening where it made a real difference!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-112390261566272743?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/112390261566272743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=112390261566272743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/112390261566272743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/112390261566272743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-things-are-big-things.html' title='The little things are the big things.'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-4577800630040038223</id><published>2009-07-19T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:10:44.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking About Obedience</title><content type='html'>This is so cool.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, at church, our pastor was talking about guidance and obedience. It was really good thinking and very relevant to this discussion, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a commenter mentioned in her writing: "I have trouble obeying if I don't have instructions." She's right. Without instructions, we are just wandering around in foreign country without a map.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, where do you start? One easy place! Start by obeying (by the Spirit of God) all the simple instruction sentences in the New Testament. There are way too many to name. But let me give some examples:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John 15: Remain in my love. I command you to love one another. Romans 8: by the power of the Spirit, turn from your sinful nature. Give your body to God. Don't copy the behavior and customs of the world. Corinthians 5: Don't be caught by sexual immorality. A wife must not leave her husband. Happiness or sadness or wealth should not keep anyone from doing God's work. Use the things of this world without becoming attached to them. Don't be enslaved by the world. Let love be your highest goal. Be courageous. Be strong. Give the wonderful message of the Gospel to others. Make disciples. Obey the authority of the world (Do you obey the speed limit?) Don't think more highly of yourself than you ought (Romans )Don't forsake meeting together. Use your gift for the benefit of the body (are you actively ministering? Daily, weekly?) Are you living by the spirit or by human strength and rules? (Galatians) Allow the Spirit to develop the Fruit of the Spirit in your character (love joy peace patience kindness gentleness faithfulness, goodness self control). Don't follow the desires of the sinful nature. Pray for one another. Encourage one another. Try to find out what is pleasing to the Lord (and do it!) Make the most of EVERY opportunity for doing good in these evil days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you living the disciplines? Are there some you could use some help with? Prayer? Word study, memorization, meditation? Fellowship? Service? Discipleship? Are you mentoring or being mentored? (These disciplines aren't just something the Navigators made up. They are recommended behaviors in the new testament. To develop the disciplines is to obey the Holy Spirit!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many single statements in the New Testament are TODAY's instructions. When we take them to heart (as the spirit whispers) and respond, THAT is obedience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like Abraham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our pastor said this, and I think it is great advice, "If you are a Sunday Christian, don't expect to hear from God on Monday morning."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His point: The closer to God you walk, the more you will hear his voice, recognize it's timber and respond in obedience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, one of my daughters drove me home from shopping. A motorcycle was RIGHT  ON HER BUMPER all the way. My daughter was angry. She was afraid for his life. She was full of emotion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankly, her behavior, language and response didn't reflect her faith in Jesus. It was a perfect opportunity to obey TODAY, what she knew of God's instructions in her life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the time, my daughter succeeds. That particular time, she didn't. I fail too. I frequently speed -- just enough that I don't get a ticket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see? Obedience is most often not about the high and mighty things. It is about the small things. The small things lead to the bigger things. And then we look like Abraham, obeying THAT SAME DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-4577800630040038223?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4577800630040038223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=4577800630040038223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4577800630040038223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4577800630040038223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/07/thinking-about-obedience.html' title='Thinking About Obedience'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-907244222660951446</id><published>2009-07-18T23:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:42:25.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obedience 101.</title><content type='html'>I started over. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, I'm reading in Genesis (again). I can't tell you how many times I've been through the Bible-- yearly since 1979 as far as I can remember. Every day, I see something new, something inspiring. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time, I was reading in Genesis about God initiating a covenant with Abraham. In Genesis 17:22 my Bible reads, "That ended the conversation, and God left. ON THAT VERY DAY Abraham took his son Ishmael and every other male in his household and circumcised them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I placed the CAPS there for emphasis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you see what I see? God instructs. Abe obeys. Same day. In real time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No delay. No arguing. No self-justification. No questions. No excuses. No "I'll do it as soon as I finish. . ."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish, after all these years, that I could be that obedient. This year, in January, God showed me a task he wanted me to accomplish. I thought it was about writing, and publishing. Now, I'm not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I thought it was about my success. I was quick to obey. When the whole purpose came into question, my enthusiasm waned. I slowed. I gave up. I failed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading about Abraham gives me pause. I repent Lord. I will do it. I will keep at it. I will obey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I've confessed. Now it's your turn. Where do you struggle with obedience?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-907244222660951446?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/907244222660951446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=907244222660951446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/907244222660951446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/907244222660951446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/07/obedience-101.html' title='obedience 101.'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-7451846205581122180</id><published>2009-06-04T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:10:46.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/SigpF7CUK1I/AAAAAAAAABI/CAWPj9MtNTw/s1600-h/genoacover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/SigpF7CUK1I/AAAAAAAAABI/CAWPj9MtNTw/s400/genoacover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343566139598580562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thought you might like to see a preview of the cover for the new book.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read all 375 typed pages last Friday, the last time I'll see the manuscript until Galley Copies return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Printed them all this morning so that I could have the author endorsement procedures begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living the writing life is like riding a bicycle. Sometimes, it's all uphill. Slow. Tiresome. Hot. Exhausting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other times, it's flying down hills faster than feels comfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, all that to say, I've been neglecting the blog lately. Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a new blog idea. What do you think about a serialized novel? Not for publishers. Just for you. Like Mark Twain, or Dickens, or Lucy Maud Montgomery? Sounds like fun. Any takers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-7451846205581122180?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7451846205581122180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=7451846205581122180' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7451846205581122180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7451846205581122180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/06/thought-you-might-like-to-see-preview.html' title=''/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/SigpF7CUK1I/AAAAAAAAABI/CAWPj9MtNTw/s72-c/genoacover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-843129981507106018</id><published>2009-05-19T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:13:24.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nahum</title><content type='html'>In a little known book toward the end of the Old Testament, Nahum speaks directly to the capital city of Assyria, Nineveh. This is the same city where Jonah was sent to preach.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting, isn't it, that the Assyrians aren't part of God's chosen people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, they are the ENEMIES of his people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, in the book of Jonah, God cares so much about their condition that he sends a prophet to speak to them. And he gives the Assyrians the grace (power) to repent. The Assyrians call a fast, and beg God's forgiveness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, in the book of Nahum, God tries again. Time has passed. The Assyrians have fallen away from their commitment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, God speaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we learn nothing else from this tiny little book, we should learn that God CARES DEEPLY about those who hurt us. God seeks relationship with those whom we might label "enemies." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who has hurt you lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how do you think God feels about their soul?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-843129981507106018?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/843129981507106018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=843129981507106018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/843129981507106018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/843129981507106018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/05/nahum.html' title='Nahum'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-7697560756916940214</id><published>2009-05-07T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:43:13.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Jonah</title><content type='html'>Last night, I prayed as I started the book of Jonah. "Let me see something new here Lord."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the first chapter, our friend Jonah heads the other direction. He avoids God's command. And he gets in a boat heading AWAY from the very people he is sent to reach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in the boat are a bunch of heathen men, guys who have no clue about the God of Israel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For them, the story begins with a storm. A real corker. And they are terrified. And they ask Jonah, "Who are you, where are you from, what is your nation?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Jonah explains it all. And in the midst of this horrible experience they hear about God. They ask Jonah what to do. He tells the truth. Throw me in, he says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And they do. And the storm is over. They are safe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And scripture says that they "were awestruck by the Lord's great power, and they offered him a sacrifice and vowed to serve him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. A believer fails. He runs. He messes up. And God goes after him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in the midst of his failure, God shows himself mighty, and some heathen sailors come to know the God of the universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A diamond in the midst of a tornado, I think, that God would use one man's stubborn disobedience to reach the unreached. Certainly not enough reason to disobey. No. But hope for those moments when you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty amazing, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-7697560756916940214?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7697560756916940214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=7697560756916940214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7697560756916940214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7697560756916940214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-jonah.html' title='New Jonah'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-2299506245613972702</id><published>2009-04-10T12:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T13:08:38.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak For Itself</title><content type='html'>In today's blog, I'd like to let Scripture speak for itself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Hosea 14:1-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Return, O Israel, to the LORD your God, for your sins have brought you down. Bring your petitions, and return to the LORD. Say to him, "Forgive all our sins and graciously receive us, so that we may offer you the sacrifice of praise. Assyria cannot save us, nor can our strength in battle. Never again will we call the idols we have made our gods. No, in you alone do the orphans find mercy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The LORD says, "Then I will heal you of your idolatry and faithlessness, and my love will know no bounds, for my anger will be gone forever! I will be to Israel like a refreshing dew from heaven. It will blossom like the lilly; it will send roots deep into the soil like the cedars in Lebanon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so that is the Old Testament. Is it any different today? Not at all. God hasn't changed. He still wants the same things for us:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to the LORD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Admit your wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Receive his forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Experience his healing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let him make your life fruitful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is what the cross is all about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Hosea 13: 4. "You have no God but me, for there is no other savior."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter which testament you read, God hasn't changed. He wants to forgive sin, to bring us back into relationship with him. He sent Jesus for this very reason. It's what God has always been about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How's your Easter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-2299506245613972702?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2299506245613972702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=2299506245613972702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2299506245613972702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2299506245613972702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/04/speak-for-itself.html' title='Speak For Itself'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1794459828771687733</id><published>2009-03-27T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:11:14.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><title type='text'>Perils of Publishing</title><content type='html'>Like some of you, I have my favorite bloggers. I too, get frustrated when they  don't post often enough. I want to hear from them more often; I hate it when real life gets in their way!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But real life is like that. Sometimes, it gets in the way. Mine did. A couple of weeks ago, I heard from a publisher that a book I'd spent more than a year writing had an abysmal first quarter on the market. Bad. A years worth of work for nothing more than five hundred copies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get paid when the work sells. That's all. Needless to say, I was disappointed, and my disappointment turned quickly to anger. After all, even the ox that tramples the wheat is entitled to eat as he works. Why not me? I want my work to reward me too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can almost hear frustration rumble and churn around inside me-- like an upset stomach after a night of bad pizza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before long, I fought tears. Anger is frequently a first response for me. It takes a while for the real issues to surface. My worth, it seems is tied up with my earning power. As a registered PT, my hourly salary was never a question. My value was affirmed in my salary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not so as a writer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A writer works on speculation. I take most of the risk. Publishers spread their risk over many many writers. Everyone else at the Publishing house gets a paycheck. Each specialist does his job. The cover artist, the editor, the marketing team, the sales team. All of them cash a check at the end of the month. Not the writer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She (or I in this case) waits hoping that the whole team does its job, and does it well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recognize that the team working on that project hadn't done their job. The editor told me it was the best in the series. The best he'd ever worked on. But it didn't sell. At least not yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's a writer to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go back to the basics. As I've been working on Jeremiah, I've come to realize that God gives us our assignments. Fortunately, he doesn't hold us responsible for the results. Did God give me the writing task? Absolutely. Did I do it to the best of my ability? Absolutely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will He reward my obedience? Most certainly. Perhaps not today. Perhaps not here. Perhaps not in the way I'd hoped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the Word gives me principles by which to live. Who would I be, if I preached them, but did not live them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disappointment? yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re-thinking? Certainly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll continue to work my craft. To consider my options. To think about the effectiveness of various ventures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I will not dwell on the things I cannot control. I will comfort myself on the truths that I know. God asked. I responded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing could go better than that! How about you? What do you do in the face of disappointment?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1794459828771687733?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1794459828771687733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1794459828771687733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1794459828771687733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1794459828771687733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/03/perils-of-publishing.html' title='Perils of Publishing'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-3403065463698452048</id><published>2009-03-24T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:49:11.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What have you seen lately?</title><content type='html'>I've finished reading 1st John recently. Since it's such a short book, I think the theme jumped out at me more quickly. Reading along in the first chapter, I noticed that John mentions his PERSONAL connection to the gospel more than four times in the first paragraph.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is the one, John tells us, that we have seen and heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seen and heard. Seen and heard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. What have you seen and heard lately? When you share the gospel with someone, is your "testimony" personal? Do you share your transformation? Can you tell someone honestly how you have encountered Jesus in your own life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has he changed you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has he spoken to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try it. Skip the philosophy. Skip the arguments. Don't worry about the creation versus evolution discussion. Bring it back to the simplest of stories for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as John advises us, "Dear children, keep away from anything that might take God's place in your hearts." (1st John 5:21)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-3403065463698452048?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3403065463698452048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=3403065463698452048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3403065463698452048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3403065463698452048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-have-you-seen-lately.html' title='What have you seen lately?'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-916041165929733748</id><published>2009-02-24T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:13:09.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More about listening</title><content type='html'>Here's another one:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus takes Peter, James and John up on the mountainside to pray. As he was praying, he was changed. His face changed and his clothing became dazzling white. Moses and Elijah appear with him, and they visit about God's plan for Jesus to die in Jerusalem. Then Peter suggests building three shrines for the three of them (The word shrines appears in the New Living Translation. Other translations use the word "tent."). Just then a cloud came over them, and terror gripped them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a voice comes from heaven saying, "This is my Son, my Chosen One. Listen to him." (Luke 9:35)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not hear. Not read. Not notice. Not observe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you been listening lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-916041165929733748?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/916041165929733748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=916041165929733748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/916041165929733748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/916041165929733748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-about-listening.html' title='More about listening'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-304322589971072079</id><published>2009-02-23T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:55:11.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearing Versus Listening</title><content type='html'>I was visiting with my hubby the other day, and told him that I'd noticed something new in Ezekiel. Here it is. . .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, speaking about his people, makes quite a distinction between "hearing" and "listening."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instinctively, this is something every wife understands. We try to talk to our husbands over the children's noise, with the TV blaring in the background, the phone ringing, and the microwave beeping and then we wonder why they forget what we say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know that there is a vital (the root of the word comes from LIFE-giving) difference between hearing and listening. God knows it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Ezekiel, God complains that his people heard the truth, but they didn't consider it. They didn't take it in, roll it around in their minds and hearts. They didn't try to ask questions, understand it, relate it to the things they already knew, and finally to apply it. Instead, like our husbands after a busy day at work, they let God's instructions go in one ear and out the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Women do it too, by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then this morning I found this. Jesus speaking in John 8 says this: "Anyone whose Father is God listens gladly to the words of God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus was speaking to the Pharisees and teachers of religious law. They were men and women who knew the Word. They'd memorized it. They understood it. They obeyed it, quite perfectly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they hadn't let it sink into the deepest places of their heart. It hadn't changed them from the inside out. Instead, they'd only let God's word in as far as their superficial behaviors. They'd conformed, but they hadn't changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I ask you. Do you hear or listen to God? Do you think there is a difference? Do you listen gladly to God's word? Do you let it sink into the deepest reaches of your heart? Do you let it change you, or  conform you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you changed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-304322589971072079?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/304322589971072079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=304322589971072079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/304322589971072079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/304322589971072079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/02/hearing-versus-listening.html' title='Hearing Versus Listening'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-9200918951982469180</id><published>2009-02-05T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:00:21.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A free book!</title><content type='html'>So, I have a bit of time on my hands, and I'm making an offer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have about forty copies of the Bible study, "Jeremiah: Bright Light in a Dark Season." And, I'm willing to give them away for free, provided you think you might want to use the book for your group study. That's all I ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd be happy to send you a free sample copy if you might use it for your own group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what you do: Leave me message here along with your snail address and I'll drop it in the mail. No cost whatsoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't get any better than that. Here's a link to the publisher's page about the manuscript. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.amgpublishers.com/www/docs/116/biblestudy-following-through.html&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This should give you all the information you need. Just let me know what you decide! I look forward to hearing from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-9200918951982469180?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/9200918951982469180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=9200918951982469180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/9200918951982469180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/9200918951982469180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-book.html' title='A free book!'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-170670331198146938</id><published>2009-02-02T09:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:09:38.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>False Teachers</title><content type='html'>So. My youngest daughter passed her RN test! My second son was accepted to dental school. My husband and I have been doing some heavy duty cleaning in a big project at our house. It's been a busy season for us. Aren't they all?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I'm busy, I almost never, ever miss a day in the Word. Fortunately, the frequency of my blogging is no reflection of my commitment to the Bible. How about you? Do you have a regular time in the word? Are you committed to study and explore the meaning of all that scripture?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2 Peter 2:1, Peter tells us why it's so critical to develop a Word Habit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But there were also false prophets in Israel, just as there will be false teachers among you. They will cleverly teach their destructive heresies about God and even turn against their Master who bought them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At some point, we are promised, we will come in contact with FALSE TEACHERS. Clever, false teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How will they convince their audience? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can tell you. Their words will sound good. They will appeal to human logic and greed and pride. (See chapter 2:18) But the most important thing to remember is that they will use and twist scripture to make their point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our job? We must know the Word. If you don't, you will fall victim to their heresy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Word is our plum-line to the truth. We must know it fully -- and be so firmly confident in our understanding that any alteration of its meaning or application smells to us like rotting chicken, alerting our senses to the falsehood perpetrated by those greedy teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Remind me to tell you the story of the frozen chicken that thawed seven days in my microwave oven. I'm telling you, it was BAD!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, how exactly do you develop your familiarity with the word? Are you reading? Do you understand? Are you learning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you safe from false teaching?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-170670331198146938?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/170670331198146938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=170670331198146938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/170670331198146938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/170670331198146938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/02/false-teachers.html' title='False Teachers'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-4194228875573563874</id><published>2009-01-19T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:27:22.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Transparencies</title><content type='html'>So, I finished Isaiah. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not an easy book. And made slightly more difficult because Isaiah doesn't do us the kindness of making himself clear with the details -- like who is speaking? What does this prophecy refer to? Where does this prophecy end and the next one begin. I have friends who read Isaiah and consider the whole book mush -- a little like something you'd get if you put your whole dinner into a blender. Hard to tell what was steak and what was apple crisp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But remember, Isaiah didn't really have the details either. He just tells us what God says, in no particular order, with little or no understanding of the events he portrays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, when I read, it helps me to think of Isaiah as a pile of transparency sheets. (remember those from the days of overhead projectors?) On each sheet is a complete, or nearly complete photograph. However, when you layer all the photos on top of one another, the result would appear as a composite of all the photos -- because you could see through the empty space on photo A all the way to the details on photo C. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would be a little like a photo created in a blender!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not easy to figure out, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, rather than throw the whole thing out, choose to focus on the events you do recognize. For instance, I found this in the last chapter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Before the birth pains even begin, Jerusalem gives birth to a son. Who has ever seen or heard of anything as strange as this? Has a nation ever been born in a single day? Has a country ever come forth in a mere moment? But by the time Jerusalem's birth pains begin, the baby will be born; the nation will come forth. "Would I ever bring this nation to the point of birth and then not deliver it?" asks the LORD. "No I would never keep this nation from being born," says your God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone who has studied the history of present-day Israel knows that the nation did indeed come forth on a single day. After WW I, the League of Nations granted the British a mandate in Palestine, which was populated largely by Arab muslims (outside Jerusalem) and Jews in the city. The mandate included the purpose of providing a safe haven  for Jewish emigration.  After WW II, displaced Jews from all over Europe fled their old lives to begin again in the region of Jerusalem. As the population swelled, the Palestinians worried about the new emigrants. Tension increased. The Arabs wanted to drive the Jews out. The Jews saw independence as the only route to safety. The demand for an independent Jewish nation rose to a mighty roar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that the Palestinians were armed, the British set a date to withdraw. They had NOT allowed the Jews to arm themselves. The scene was set for a bloodbath between the Jews and the Palestinians. On May 14, 1948, the day before the British Mandate was set to end, the Jewish Agency declared their independence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within 24 hours the Jewish state was born. When the British withdrew, the war between the Arabs and Jews became a fight for survival which has erupted in various forms over the intervening years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A nation in a single day. It happened. Against all odds, the unarmed (officially), untrained, unorganized emigrants declared themselves a nation, and when the ensuing war began, they proved Isaiah correct. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-4194228875573563874?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4194228875573563874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=4194228875573563874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4194228875573563874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4194228875573563874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/01/photo-transparencies.html' title='Photo Transparencies'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1676735103903846650</id><published>2009-01-12T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:56:58.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>Most folks make a stab at resolutions; instead, I think about projects. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I thought I'd share with you one that I'm working on. While at a service in Gig Harbor, at my in-law's church, I felt prompted by the Holy Spirit to work on this: An outline of the gospels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is what I was thinking about. I'd like to propose a Gospel book as a Bible Study to the publisher responsible for Jeremiah. (my study) And as I was pondering that with the Lord (while I ought to have been listening to the sermon), I got the thought that to do ANY gospel, I need to have a firm hold on ALL the gospels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here is what I did: I went to an office supply store and bought a GIANT post-it like pad. I've divided the page into four columns, and I've labeled each with a Gospel. Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I started in. Matthew chapter one. Mark chapter one. Now, as one of my close friends says, "It's a slow way to serve the Lord." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this case she's right! At the same time, I've been amazed at what I've been discovering. Repetitive phrases. Key words. Intriguing ideas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprising insight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm letting you know that this will be my day project for a while. At the same time, I'm working through Isaiah.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave you with this quote from the 47th chapter of Isaiah: God speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You are a pleasure-crazy kingdom, living at ease and feeling secure, bragging as if you were the greatest in the world! You say, 'I'm self sufficient and not accountable to anyone! I will never be a widow or lose my children.' Well those two things will come upon you in a moment: widowhood and the loss of your children . . . "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't that sound familiar? Can you think of a pleasure crazy kingdom nearby? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1676735103903846650?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1676735103903846650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1676735103903846650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1676735103903846650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1676735103903846650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-7600001119444376582</id><published>2009-01-03T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:08:09.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Gods the Same?</title><content type='html'>I'm reading through Isaiah. And, as I read about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sennacharib&lt;/span&gt; who was determined to take Jerusalem at the time of King Hezekiah, I realized that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sennacherib&lt;/span&gt; made the same mistake that many people make today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"All Gods are essentially the same aren't they?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aren't all people praying to the same God -- no matter what they call him?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"God doesn't care what you call Him, does He?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Buddha, Allah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jehovah&lt;/span&gt;, Jesus, Mother Earth, they're really all the same thing, yes?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is how Sennecherib said it, "Don't let Hezekiah mislead you by saying, 'the Lord will rescue us!' Have the gods of any other nations ever saved their people from the king of Assyria?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Assyrian King was making a huge mistake. He assumed that the gods of the other nations WERE EXACTLY THE SAME (in power, in authority, in passion, in interest, etc) as the GOD OF ISRAEL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have one word for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All Gods are not the same. The Bible gives NO ROOM for this kind of thinking. God's answer to Sennacherib:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Whom do you think you have been insulting and ridiculing? Against whom did you raise your voice? At whom did you look in such proud condescension? It was the Holy One of Israel!" (Isaiah 37:23)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't make the same mistake as this foolish king. He woke one morning after mocking God and found 185 thousand of his troops dead. "When the surviving Assyrians woke up the next morning, they found corpses everywhere. Then King Sennacherib of Assyria broke camp and returned to his own land."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a humiliating defeat. Thousands died because he was foolish enough to think:  A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ll Gods are the same. No one else has stopped me. The God of Israel won't stop me either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are a believer already, this story reminds us:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has the power to rescue even against overwhelming odds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God does not tolerate being mocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God hears everyone, even the foolish statements of our enemies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God responds when we take our troubles to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God cares about us, whether our troubles are small, or large. When we are surrounded, when the water is cut off, the food is cut off and our enemy is camped all around us. He listens. He hears. He responds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our God is an awesome God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't be fooled. He is like no other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-7600001119444376582?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7600001119444376582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=7600001119444376582' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7600001119444376582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7600001119444376582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-gods-same.html' title='All Gods the Same?'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-3193792411131462916</id><published>2008-12-21T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:41:12.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contented Christmas</title><content type='html'>Here in the northwest, we're experiencing one of the most severe winter weather systems ever. Today, we have much snow and frigid temps as we face the wedding of a dear friend. We hope many will struggle through the snow to celebrate with her. But considering Puyallup has no snowplows and relies entirely on sand to keep the roads clear, I have my doubts. We'll see though.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I want to just make a few notes on contentedness. After all, Christmas is the time to be driven by dissatisfaction. We women want to provide our families the perfect decorations, the perfect food, the perfect gifts, the perfect parties. And sometimes, when we are thwarted, whether by weather or finances, children or time, we end up with a kind of miserable lump in our gut. A sorrow in our memory. It is born with dissatisfaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Proverbs has the answer: Contentedness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out these good words:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who love money will never have enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riches are hoarded to harm the saver. (Prov. 5:13)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is good to eat well, drink good wine, and enjoy your work. (3:18)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy what you have rather than desiring what you don't have (6:19)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He might live a thousand years twice but never have contentment. (6:6)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, how do you stay contented? Cultivate thankfulness! Remember those who have much less. GIVE to the poor. Pray for those who struggle. Live in the NOW (don't let your mind wander; when you are with your kids concentrate on savoring the moment) Try to avoid or restrict list-making (YES! list-making generates pressure for all the undone things. If you struggle with contentedness, consider what that long list of "to-dos" does to your psyche!) Tell those you love how much they mean to you. Mute or turn off the commercials. Focus on simplifying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a season where everything around you is geared to MAKE you dissatisfied, ask God to plant in you a deep sense of contentedness. It's the treatment for what ails us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-3193792411131462916?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3193792411131462916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=3193792411131462916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3193792411131462916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3193792411131462916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/12/contented-christmas.html' title='Contented Christmas'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-3657860227015150382</id><published>2008-12-09T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:01:12.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith Enables</title><content type='html'>So, I was reading the dreaded Hebrews passage the other day. You know the one, chapter eleven, the faith passage. Most of the time, that kind of reading can make you feel a little like a "faith weany." Yes?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And (remember that I'm using this new interactive attempt at quiet time),  I noticed this important pattern. In every place where faith is mentioned, it is followed by a VERB. A DOING word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By faith, Abel Obeyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By faith Enoch pleased God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By faith Noah (built an ark)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah conceived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abe offered Isaac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac blessed his sons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joseph spoke (of the future)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moses parents (hid the baby)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moses left Egypt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the pattern? While faith isn't an action word. It is the MEANS to action. It is NOT the means to passivity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faith and action. Go together. Action happens BY FAITH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James said something about faith and action, didn't he? You show me your faith and I'll show you my action. (Bette's paraphrase)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to wondering what that means. How does faith produce action? If faith comes from God, and action is our part of it, then, is faith our response to God? Our responsive response to God? Our active response to God in our life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I guess I have to ask. What has faith made you do lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good question, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's almost the Christmas season. I'm taking my laptop to the Mac doctor tomorrow. So, don't know when I'll get it back. In the meantime, I'm wishing you a wonderful holiday season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out that I finished the novel and turned it in last Friday night. Yahoo! And, the fire investigator who looked at the story says he is extremely impressed with the "page turner" and can't wait to read the whole manuscript. So, that's a good sign. Should be out this summer. I'll keep you posted. Blessings, one and all. And remember the One we celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-3657860227015150382?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3657860227015150382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=3657860227015150382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3657860227015150382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3657860227015150382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/12/faith-enables.html' title='Faith Enables'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1952569846815272664</id><published>2008-11-05T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:04:01.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See</title><content type='html'>I've had trouble logging on and adding to this blog lately. So, I'll try to bring you up to date as quickly as I can. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kim (my husband of 33 years) and I were in Italy the last part of September, and part of October, celebrating our anniversary. It was a whirlwind, two-week trip, involving entirely too many towns, hotels, and museums. And frankly, lots of gelato. Mmmm good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we've been home, I've done a retreat at the Firs in Bellingham, and worked hard on the new fiction project. It's due in three and a half weeks. If you're of the praying sort, I could really use the prayer support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, here's what I want to share with you. It comes from a friend of mine in Portland, who's been following Jesus for a long time. Her relationship with the savior is different than mine, but we often challenge one another to grow in Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her latest discovery is a new approach to her quiet time. Kerrie is a random, artist type personality. She has trouble reading the Bible sequentially. It doesn't stick that way. She reads, but doesn't leave it with any real growth. So, the Lord seems to have led her to a new style. I thought I'd share it with you. I've been working at it for a while, and I've been excited by the change in my quiet times. See what you think:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She started with a three ring notebook. She added dividers labeled, "Questions," (what she wants to know more about. She has topics like "What moves the heart of God?" "What does generosity mean?" "What are the principles of the kingdom?") "Bible" (meaning answers to the questions she's asking) "Speaking" (meaning she writes what she thinks God is telling her about her own life and prayer concerns) and lastly "Prayer" (meaning her list of prayer concerns for her own life and others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cool thing about the approach is that she starts every day with a question for God. Then, she either listens as he leads her to scripture, or she uses a traditional tool, like a concordance or index to look for answers. Anything that she feels she learns, she writes down in actual quotes from the text. (Bible section).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been doing it too, only I use it while going through my traditional approach to reading scripture. For instance, one of the things I've noted going through the book of Proverbs is a list of the things that delight God. I've wondered, what does that mean? To delight God? To tickle him? To make him warm and fuzzy? I don't know, exactly but I'm learning. I'm thinking. I'm asking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the list is amazing. It includes honesty. The prayer of the righteous. Keeping your word, and a bunch of other simple ideas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might try a notebook. You can add pages wherever your notes fill up a page. You can change direction at any time. And best of all, it's interactive. It's a way to really include God and wait for his leading as you spend time with him. Try it. And let me know what you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1952569846815272664?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1952569846815272664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1952569846815272664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1952569846815272664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1952569846815272664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6437892466003096478</id><published>2008-10-21T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:52:34.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6437892466003096478?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6437892466003096478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6437892466003096478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6437892466003096478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6437892466003096478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-9026641618378198673</id><published>2008-09-18T12:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:53:09.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/SNKxfXJjOMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kcsBwl5xelo/s1600-h/Jeremiah+cover+lowres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/SNKxfXJjOMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kcsBwl5xelo/s400/Jeremiah+cover+lowres.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247451668188182722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeremiah, A Bright Light in a Dark Season.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can buy it anywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-9026641618378198673?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/9026641618378198673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=9026641618378198673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/9026641618378198673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/9026641618378198673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-here.html' title='It&apos;s Here'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/SNKxfXJjOMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kcsBwl5xelo/s72-c/Jeremiah+cover+lowres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-7814072048276333128</id><published>2008-09-18T12:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:48:47.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>110 Pages of Fiction</title><content type='html'>I'm guilty. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not very consistent at blogging. But I can tell you this. Writing a book -- any book -- takes time. Lots of time. Since the 11th of August, I've written about 110 pages of fiction. The book is due to the publisher December 1st.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writing a book is about connecting the dots. Take one idea. Add a character. Give the character a desire that she cannot attain. Add words. Stick with it. One page after another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first, it feels like carving letters out of marble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually, the story takes on a life of its own, and things go more smoothly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But writing a book is a bit like living the Christian life. You cannot begin on the day the book is due. Neither should you begin the Christian life on the day before your life is over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You begin today. You start with what you know. You add a little bit day after day after day. You don't give up. Some days are more productive than others. And then you put in another day, and another, and another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, when you are consistent -- with a book, or with your life -- you will have something eternal to show for it, something that wasn't now is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I think it's worth it. Writing. Living for Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a long term investment. It pays. No hostile takeovers, Wall street buyouts, or stock depreciation. Not affected by mortgage lending rates, or the housing crisis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Invest in Jesus, one day at a time, and be there when he gives out the dividends. It's worth it. Yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-7814072048276333128?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7814072048276333128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=7814072048276333128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7814072048276333128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7814072048276333128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/09/110-pages-of-fiction.html' title='110 Pages of Fiction'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-2560188206252799144</id><published>2008-09-18T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:41:43.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small decision, BIG results</title><content type='html'>From Ezra, I read this. "This was because Ezra had determined to study and obey the law of the LORD and to teach those laws and regulations to the people of Israel." (Ezra 7:10)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three little decisions. To study the WORD. To obey the WORD. To teach the WORD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one indication of his motivational level. Ezra had DETERMINED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny, isn't it. We can make those same decisions. To study. To obey. To teach. And we can have the same level of motivation as Ezra did. We can decide to be DETERMINED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stubbornly set upon. Unwavering. Committed. Undistracted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can put our muscle behind our will. And we can have results too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happened to Ezra as a result of this determination? He was appointed by the King of Persia to come to Jerusalem from Babylon, and single handedly lead the Jews in rebuilding the temple in Jerusalem. AND, he was responsible for educating the Jews in the Law of God when they returned from the Babylonian Captivity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He made a decision in his own heart-- probably in the quiet of his own soul. He put all he had into the decision. He stuck with it. He didn't back off, slow down or give up.  And God honored the decision by choosing Ezra to lead God's people back into their faith-life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little decision. A huge result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What could happen in your life, if you made the same decision?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-2560188206252799144?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2560188206252799144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=2560188206252799144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2560188206252799144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2560188206252799144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/09/small-decision-big-results.html' title='Small decision, BIG results'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1041370054297521051</id><published>2008-09-18T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:30:01.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do YOU know?</title><content type='html'>From 2 Timothy 3:10, I read, "But you know what I teach, Timothy, and how I live and what my purpose in life is. You know my faith and how long I have suffered. You know  my love and my patient endurance. . . &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The singlemindedness of this verse struck me with a fierceness I don't often find in daily reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it. Paul had absolute confidence in the message of his lifestyle. Without the slightest hesitation, he believes that Timothy could specifically recite Paul's purpose in life. Timothy knows, because Paul knows. And Timothy knows because Paul lives his life with his purpose in mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I began to think about myself, and my world. How many of us could be that confident? Do I KNOW my life's purpose? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is a much harder question: Are you living your life with such complete openness that those who love you could say, "Oh yeah, Bette's life purpose is . . ."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would your friends know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you have purpose? What is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1041370054297521051?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1041370054297521051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1041370054297521051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1041370054297521051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1041370054297521051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-you-know.html' title='Do YOU know?'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-2816378693503987477</id><published>2008-08-11T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:39:44.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah Goes to Press</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/SKCDI7QI3GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z3Vz6pJsUxM/s1600-h/Jeremiah+cover+lowres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/SKCDI7QI3GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z3Vz6pJsUxM/s400/Jeremiah+cover+lowres.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233326956372089954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought you might like to see the new cover of the Jeremiah Bible Study! Just this past week, I heard from my editor, who assures me that the entire project was uploaded to the press last Wednesday. He's really excited about the quality of the study, and the ways that students will grow in the Lord because of our efforts... Since he works with studies all the time, his enthusiasm really encouraged me. I'm already thinking that I'd like to do another study for AMG press. They're a good company to work with. (with which to work!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of this means that actual copies should be available at bookstores very soon. If your Bible study or home group hasn't chosen a study for the fall, perhaps you'd like to look at this one. You can find the cover copy at this address: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://amgpublishers.com/www/docs/116/biblestudy-following-through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, you'll be happy to know that you can order the study through ANY bookstore, whether your local Christian store, or a big-box store like Borders or Amazon. In fact, at Amazon, you'll find the book here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.amazon.com (look it up by searching my last name, NORDBERG, BETTE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've finished reading Job, and started 1st Timothy. I hope to post more about that tomorrow. In the meantime, I'm working on a new novel due in December. Pray with me, would you? I'm not sure of the story, and I'm asking God to help me day by day. And one more thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you watch the Olympics (isn't it exciting?) think about this verse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last; but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. (1st Corinthians 9:25)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you in Spiritual Training?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-2816378693503987477?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2816378693503987477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=2816378693503987477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2816378693503987477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2816378693503987477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/08/jeremiah-goes-to-press.html' title='Jeremiah Goes to Press'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/SKCDI7QI3GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Z3Vz6pJsUxM/s72-c/Jeremiah+cover+lowres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-5795348544241055840</id><published>2008-07-30T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:18:41.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whole Truth and Wisdom</title><content type='html'>Since I last posted, I’ve read 1st and 2nd Thessalonians, as well the book of Esther and have moved on to the book of Job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During vacation, Kim enjoyed listening to my daily reading out loud. He was patient with my stopping to make notes and highlight passages. And at the end of our trip, I closed with, “And so ends another happy message from Job.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a dark book, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God clearly allows some VERY bad stuff into Job’s life. There isn’t any doubt about God’s complicity in Satan’s meddling with Job. And if it isn’t enough to lose your family, your business, your home, you riches, Job gets to see the exact nature of his friends. Not a good thing in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, granted I’m only about half way through, at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these are my observations: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know Job’s lousy friends did some things right. For instance, when they heard about Job’s difficulty, they went to him. They sat down, observed the seriousness of his situation, and they were silent. They simply mourned with him. The let him feel their presence. There are times when silence is the best medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, these guys just don’t know how to keep the silence going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when they begin to speak, they show just how little wisdom they possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, all the characters in the book of Job—Job included— have bits of the truth. They know some facts about God. Some things about the way he works. But they don’t know all the facts. They don’t know the WHOLE truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they know VERY little about God’s ways with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facts constitute knowledge. The understanding of God constitutes wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the book shows us, at the very least, how dangerous it is to begin preaching before we have the whole council of God. The whole story. All the facts. The whole Book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Christians can become like Job’s friends, spouting off all kinds of half-truths that leave the listener confused and wounded. I’ve seen it happen, and so have you. More than that, when we don’t work at understanding God, we will lack the wisdom to share anything of real value with the world around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the problem with Job’s friends. Half-truths. Misunderstandings. Foolish imaginations. And Job struggled with it too. The only antidote is the Word and the Spirit. With those things, we come to wisdom and truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-5795348544241055840?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5795348544241055840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=5795348544241055840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5795348544241055840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5795348544241055840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/07/whole-truth-and-wisdom.html' title='The Whole Truth and Wisdom'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-2165665168336376882</id><published>2008-07-30T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:16:01.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Different We are</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Denver International Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we last spoke, I’ve been out of town a lot. My husband and I went on our annual trip to Canada aboard Amazing Grace, our powerboat. We had a great time, mostly, and perfect weather, but I didn’t have an Internet connection for most of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I’ve finished the Galley Proofs of Jeremiah (did you have any idea how many times we re-work material before we publish?), and have only one chapter of proofing left to go. I’ve struggled with plotting a new novel, but I’ll tell you more about that later…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, I attended the Florida Outpouring, as they are calling the revival in Lakeland, Florida. I’ve got to say, it was a stretching experience. Florida is hot and humid in late July; and the revival tent is a hot spot as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my primary reflections has to do with the kind of group hosting and attending this revival. In general, they worship freely. They dance, sing, and respond to God in wild abandon. The worship goes on for a long time, without interruption. I’m a little jealous of the way they can let go, and it makes me wonder how much like King David’s wife —Michael—I might have become. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people come to this revival desperate for more of God. They are eager to hear from Him, and eager to respond to what they hear. They shout and cheer, and they clap and laugh. This audience leaves the speaker with no doubts about their response to the subject at hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to wonder, how is God going to handle all of us in heaven? There will be those who sing hymns and those who dance through worship. There will be those who sing Gregorian chant and those who wave flags. Each of us is so very different, and so deeply tied to our styles and preferences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we’ll have all eternity to figure these things out. But after spending a full weekend outside of my comfort zone, I wonder how we can do it? If three evening services was a stretch, what will eternity be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll share more about my Bible reading in the next issue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-2165665168336376882?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2165665168336376882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=2165665168336376882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2165665168336376882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2165665168336376882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-different-we-are_30.html' title='How Different We are'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-924517462023101802</id><published>2008-07-30T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:16:00.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Different We are</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Denver International Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we last spoke, I’ve been out of town a lot. My husband and I went on our annual trip to Canada aboard Amazing Grace, our powerboat. We had a great time, mostly, and perfect weather, but I didn’t have an Internet connection for most of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I’ve finished the Galley Proofs of Jeremiah (did you have any idea how many times we re-work material before we publish?), and have only one chapter of proofing left to go. I’ve struggled with plotting a new novel, but I’ll tell you more about that later…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, I attended the Florida Outpouring, as they are calling the revival in Lakeland, Florida. I’ve got to say, it was a stretching experience. Florida is hot and humid in late July; and the revival tent is a hot spot as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my primary reflections has to do with the kind of group hosting and attending this revival. In general, they worship freely. They dance, sing, and respond to God in wild abandon. The worship goes on for a long time, without interruption. I’m a little jealous of the way they can let go, and it makes me wonder how much like King David’s wife —Michael—I might have become. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people come to this revival desperate for more of God. They are eager to hear from Him, and eager to respond to what they hear. They shout and cheer, and they clap and laugh. This audience leaves the speaker with no doubts about their response to the subject at hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to wonder, how is God going to handle all of us in heaven? There will be those who sing hymns and those who dance through worship. There will be those who sing Gregorian chant and those who wave flags. Each of us is so very different, and so deeply tied to our styles and preferences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we’ll have all eternity to figure these things out. But after spending a full weekend outside of my comfort zone, I wonder how we can do it? If three evening services was a stretch, what will eternity be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll share more about my Bible reading in the next issue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-924517462023101802?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/924517462023101802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=924517462023101802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/924517462023101802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/924517462023101802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-different-we-are.html' title='How Different We are'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-3806834558272554340</id><published>2008-06-29T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T10:51:24.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fessing Up</title><content type='html'>Last night at church, a good friend greeted me with, "May 6th"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't need the gift of interpretation for that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad blogger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And truthfully, I've been struggling the last month or so. Life isn't always a picnic, is it? And some struggles last a long long time. As for my life, I've finished the edits on Jeremiah (I think) and won't see the book again until I see the Galley Copies (page proofs) in late July. I'm going to include a cover photo here, though, for those who might be interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.amgpublishers.com/www/docs/116/biblestudy-following-through/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I have a fiction project that should be due some time late this fall. If you ever pray for a blogger, pray for me. I have NO IDEA what the story is about. I have the parts -- like puzzle pieces -- laying all over my desk. But they aren't coming together. I need some divine guidance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my last entry, and the second half of the story, my point is/was simple. Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that Chronicles (another account of the Kings of Israel) was written AFTER the Jews returned from Exile in Babylon. If you check the stories in Kings and compare them to Chronicles, you'll notice quite a few differences. Chronicles has a more positive bent. It includes fewer of those nasty details that the book of Kings includes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember too that Jeremiah was given an impossible task -- God asked Jeremiah to speak to his people,  to turn the people to repentance. But the people would not repent. Instead, Jerusalem was destroyed (586 BC) and most of the population was killed. The poorest of the land were taken to Babylon. So, the question was: Was Jeremiah's ministry a total failure? Did ANYONE get what he was trying to say? Did he influence anyone to move closer to God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have proof in the book of Chronicles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Zedekiah was twenty-one years old when he became king ... He did what was evil in the sight of the Lord his God and he refused to humble himself in the presence of the prophet Jeremiah, who spoke for the LORD."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written more than seventy years after the first captives were taken from Jerusalem, this writer acknowledges that Jeremiah was the prophet. That the prophet spoke the truth; he spoke for God. This writer sees that the captivity is the result of the people's sin, and he recognizes this BECAUSE of Jeremiah's work. Quite an acclamation, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my point (which I was trying to bring up in the last post ), is something you probably already know. Not everything you do for God will post results now. Sometimes the task before you seems impossible. It may be. It may be that you are called to continue where you will not see earthly success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, it may be that your influence will be revealed later. Next week. Next year. Seventy years from now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to continue. Remember the prophet Jeremiah; don't give up. This is one blogger who is preaching to her own choir. I hope I can learn to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-3806834558272554340?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3806834558272554340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=3806834558272554340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3806834558272554340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3806834558272554340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/06/fessing-up.html' title='Fessing Up'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-2097243025854445873</id><published>2008-05-06T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T12:05:02.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The context of 1st Chronicles</title><content type='html'>Before I comment on Chronicles, I need to start in the book of Jeremiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of a Jeremiah buff these days. I have a Bible Study on Jeremiah that will be published this summer by AMG publishers. The two books (Jeremiah and Chronicles) are connected historically, and understanding Jeremiah will help put Chronicles in a more perfect perspective. You see Jeremiah was the last prophet to speak to God's people before the Babylonian army attacked Jerusalem. He was the last man to try to turn God's people around. The last one to beg God's people to reconsider their actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the people did not listen to Jeremiah. The Babylonians destroyed Jerusalem and took the people away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books of 1st and 2nd Chronicles were written AFTER the Babylonian captivity. After the people had spent more than seventy years in a land far from Israel. God's people had been relocated, from Israel's southern kingdom to what is now modern Iraq. From a land of milk and honey to a desert land, where they didn't understand the language, where the people worshiped idols. It had been a hard lesson. They had lost their homes, their city (Jerusalem) their nation (Judah) and their king. Never again would Judah or Israel exist as a sovereign nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronicles was written by folks who had been humbled, who had learned the hard lesson God intended for them to learn. These writers knew that the God of Israel was not a person to trifle with. God wanted their WHOLE devotion, and would accept nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the key verse of Jeremiah. You'll find it in chapter two. "For my people have done two evil things: They have forsaken me -- the fountain of living water. And they have dug for themselves cracked cisterns that can hold no water at all." (Jeremiah 2:13) This problem, this turning away from God and going after idols summarizes God's entire list of complaints against his people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting isn't it, that this two-part complaint also sums up most of the New Testament.  God says to us, "Don't be a fool. Don't turn away from me-- the fountain of living water --  and follow after empty promises."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, empty promises abound: Sexuality without restrictions. No fault divorce. Easy money. Debt reduction. Second mortgages. Plastic surgery. On-line degree programs. Important titles. Weight loss plans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, if you want to swim in empty promises, there is no time like an election year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God says, DON'T. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn to me. I am the living water. I alone will fulfill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can prove that God's people finally got Jeremiah's message. The problem is, they got the message too late. I share that with you in our next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got the message. But it was too late for them. What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-2097243025854445873?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2097243025854445873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=2097243025854445873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2097243025854445873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2097243025854445873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/05/context-of-1st-chronicles.html' title='The context of 1st Chronicles'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1958011795992306490</id><published>2008-04-13T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:31:11.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ephesians, sort of</title><content type='html'>Okay, so Oprah didn't call. You can't say I didn't try! I'm still open to discourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this entry will be entirely about the book of Ephesians, which I just finished. Instead, it will be about the stirring that is happening in my soul, of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago, I went to Redding California with a friend. Kerrie has been struggling with a long dark winter of chemotherapy for b-cell lymphoma. We went for prayer. She needs a perfect PET scan, (which was taken last Thursday) or the dreaded treatment may have to start over. She swears that she won't ever do it again. Given her determination, prayer seemed a much easier solution than beating my friend into treatment submission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the beginning of my stirring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bethel Church, in Redding, is making a deliberate and concentrated effort to meet the needs of people coming for prayer. They had prayer volunteers after the Friday night service. And again in a healing room on Saturday morning. And again after both Sunday morning services. It wasn't just one or two for prayer, but hundreds. And hundreds of dedicated, prayerful, prophetic volunteers, interceding for whomever asked. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? These people don't pray like I'm used to. They are loud, demonstrative, and quiet and humble, and gentle and  bold -- all of these strange things, all at the same time. Sometimes they shake. Sometimes they make strange noises. Some tremble. Others make no unusual noise at all.  But here is the amazing thing. They seem to move the hand of God. In amazing ways. One example: Kerrie drove into town with a very infected big toe. On Monday morning, the toe was completely healed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't like I was used to. But no one could miss the genuine humility and servanthood with which these brothers and sisters in Christ cared for us. We were deeply touched by their ministry. By the end of this week, we should know more about the results of her scan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since that experience, I'm feeling so many things. So many questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Redding?&lt;br /&gt;Why not Puyallup? &lt;br /&gt;Who does God listen to?&lt;br /&gt;And what about Prophetic ministry?&lt;br /&gt;How do we learn to listen to the voice of God? Can I hear his voice? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,then two nights ago, I had a fight with my husband. Nothing bloody. Just the usual marital stuff. I was tired. He was stressed. And I'm reading Ephesians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians, the book of the impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be humble.&lt;br /&gt;Be patient with each other. &lt;br /&gt;Make room for one another's faults.&lt;br /&gt;Throw off you old evil nature.&lt;br /&gt;You must display a new nature, because you are a new person created in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Follow God's example.&lt;br /&gt;Live a life full of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel like tossing my Bible across the room.  You see, I can't live a Godly life. I can't do it. I'm impatient, selfish, easy to anger, quick to retort. I haven't the power on my own to live this kind of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I went back to the beginning of the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's secret plan is a plan centered on Christ. &lt;br /&gt;God has given us the Holy Spirit as a guarantee that he will give us everything he has promised.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will UNDERSTAND the INCREDIBLE GREATNESS OF HIS POWER toward us who believe.&lt;br /&gt;He raised us from the dead along with Christ.&lt;br /&gt;Because of Christ and our faith in him we can come fearlessly into God's presence and be sure of his glad welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a result of these, Paul prays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that God will be more and more at home in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;that we will know his glorious unlimited resources, and mighty inner strength available through his Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, By his mighty power at work within us, he is able to accomplish infinitely more that we would ever dare to ask or hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that I guess is the secret of Ephesians. I can't do it. Can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God in me can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like God in those Redding prayer warriors can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, he has chosen to live in those who love him. To accomplish amazing things THROUGH us. It's more than I can understand. That he would give us the power to change the world. To make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To BE different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is the plan. And the mystery of it all is stirring something new in me. How about you? Are you feeling a breeze?&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1958011795992306490?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1958011795992306490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1958011795992306490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1958011795992306490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1958011795992306490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/04/ephesians-sort-of.html' title='Ephesians, sort of'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-7356828046848322927</id><published>2008-03-31T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T17:35:26.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me, Oprah</title><content type='html'>My dear Oprah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something you need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have influence, but no power.&lt;br /&gt;You have money, but no peace.&lt;br /&gt;You have truth, but not THE TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;You have friends, but not a Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;You have possessions, but not provision.&lt;br /&gt;You lead others, but do not know the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me, I'm in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-7356828046848322927?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7356828046848322927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=7356828046848322927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7356828046848322927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7356828046848322927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/03/call-me-oprah.html' title='Call me, Oprah'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-2151339443441414481</id><published>2008-03-31T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T11:28:51.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news? Again!</title><content type='html'>I am writing this from a retreat center not far from home. I’ve spent the weekend with another group of strangers. Strangers, yes, and yet still sisters. I love meeting God’s children for weekend retreats. Yes, I’m the presenter; but most often I am also the listener, the learner, the observer. I always come away blessed by HIS work in his kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve recently finished the books of 1st and 2nd Kings, and I’ve begun Ephesians. I want to make one last comment about the situation which closes this important historical and Biblical account. I used to think that 2nd Kings had a dismal ending; these days, I look at it slightly differently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly the Babylonian Army conquers the Kingdom of Judah, and carries most of her citizens off into a distant land. And that seems very bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To them, it must have been. Many of their people perished in the siege of Jerusalem. Many died of starvation. Others died in the invasion of the Babylonians. Many more died on the trip to Babylon. History tells us the captives were chained and had to walk day and night. Nebuchadnezzar was afraid that if they prayed, their God would rescue them during the trip. He didn’t want to give them time to pray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of us who read this account nearly 2,500 years later, the story has yet another facet. We see the WHOLE picture. We have read God’s urgent warnings, given first before his people even entered the promise land. We have observed God’s patient correction, starting nearly five hundred years BEFORE the captivity, given by prophet after prophet, saying, “Obey me. Have no other Gods but me; or I will cast you out of this land. Serve me with your whole heart, or I will call for some distant nation to come here and punish you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? He did. The Babylonians conquered Jerusalem in 586 BC, and took most of her inhabitants to live in Babylon. They left the land desolate. Sad? Yes. Still…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best parts of this sad story is this truth: God keeps his promises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether for good (heaven, salvation, eternal life through Jesus Christ) or for evil (eternal separation and pain), God keeps his word! That the Judeans were conquered and led off to Babylon is proven Middle Eastern History. That they came back has been documented by many historical items of the time, including recovered Persian documents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, once again, God proves that you can absolutely rely on both his promises and his warnings. He gives his Word. And he keeps it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He warns us that the wages of sin is death. He tells us that eternal separation waits for those who refuse his provision in Jesus Christ. He tells us that those who trust in Christ will have eternal life. These are his Words. He will keep these promises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is it? Good news or bad news?&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-2151339443441414481?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2151339443441414481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=2151339443441414481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2151339443441414481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2151339443441414481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-news-again.html' title='Good news? Again!'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-536045471256868102</id><published>2008-03-17T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T12:54:49.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Responsibility</title><content type='html'>Nature or nurture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all asked the question. We've watched as good parents struggle with children bent on destroying themselves, either with drugs or rebellion or both; and we've wondered. Why? How can such great parents turn out such crazy kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reverse is also true. Once in a while, a really bad parent ends up with the most amazing child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where'd it come from, we wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same question I ponder as I read through the books of First and Second Kings. In these books, the two nations, Israel (the Northern kingdom) and Judah (the Southern Kingdom) list king after king after king. And in one case after another, the Lord, through the writer of the Word, pronounces judgement on both the man and his leadership. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're paying attention, and you aren't confused by the narrative which jumps back and forth between the two countries (almost as if it were an account of the presidents of Canada and the United States, all mingled together) you'll notice the same thing in the book of kings. A good king is followed by a crazy son, who grows up to become a really bad king. Later, suddenly, for no apparent reason, the next generation produces a king who follows after God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a consistent reason for any of it. Yes, the Word of God plays a part. Godly advisers play a part. But there is one other common denominator in all of the stories of all the kings included therein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this I mean that in NO CASE does God ever say, "Hey, you know, I realize that you had a really terrible upbringing. So, here's what I'm gonna do. I'll let it slide. After all, you didn't have anyone to teach you right from wrong..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. God holds each of these men personally responsible for his own choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much as he holds us responsible for our own choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no matter how much you'd like to shift blame (and believe me, I'm the queen of blame-shifting), it isn't going to cut it with God. Don't tell him that you didn't go to church because your husband didn't want to. Don't explain that you don't read the Word because no one taught you how. Don't try to explain away your sin with cultural influences, family history, or genetics. It just won't cut it with God. He will hold YOU, personally responsible for your actions, choices, and attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is some really good news in all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you take personal responsibility for yourself, you can make a great exchange. God himself will take the punishment for your foolishness. He will exchange your sin for his sinlessness. It's a remarkable bargain, delivered in the person of Jesus Christ. He died for your personal responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be an accounting. God will evaluate your life, just as he evaluated the lives of the Kings of Israel. Own up. Agree with the truth about your life. And then, make the exchange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His death for your sin. His resurrection for your forgiveness. His new life for your new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bargain, I'll tell you. I did it, in 1974. Wow, what a ride! I've enjoyed most every moment since then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been sorry. Try that on for size. How about you? Have you made the exchange/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-536045471256868102?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/536045471256868102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=536045471256868102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/536045471256868102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/536045471256868102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/03/personal-responsibility.html' title='Personal Responsibility'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-4087530730921184439</id><published>2008-03-13T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:16:32.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oprah WARNING</title><content type='html'>Hello out there, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing to you from Palm Desert California, where our family is resting and playing in the sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been working hard on a retreat I'm presenting for a group of women in Olympia, Washington. It pleases me to look at our culture -- both the Christian culture, and the American Culture -- and to think deeply about what influences are pushing us first this way and then the next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what enables me to evaluate these forces with wisdom is the enduring truth of the Word of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, I think, the American culture has become enamored, even bewitched by the beloved Queen of Daytime Talk, Oprah Winfrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I've enjoyed more than one of her shows. I like watching designers, listening to the casts of the latest movies, and hearing the true life stories of amazing survivors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have you noticed the wild detour that our Talk Show Queen has taken lately? She has fully embraced the theology of THE SECRET. After that, she has promoted the The Miracle. The Year of Miracles. And Embracing Your Midlife. All from the same author (see the quote below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She talks openly and frequently about sending "good thoughts" out into the universe so that "what you desire" will come to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, her latest project, "THE NEW EARTH," is being harped on every show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice dear Bible Believing Friends? Don't fall for it. BEWARE! Evaluate. Compare the words she espouses word for word with THE WORD OF GOD. One is hoax. The other is the enduring word of truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest of her thrilling finds in the literary world, are nothing less than foolishness. At the other end, many thoughts in the books she espouses are full blown heresy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I include the following quote from the Oprah website, with the link included, which I excerpted from "A Year of Miracles"  last Sunday, the 1st of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin Quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www2.oprah.com/xm/mwilliamson/mwilliamson_main.jhtml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In remembering who you truly are, you are returned to holy perception. And through that return, you bless the world with every thought you think. Because all minds are joined, every thought of love you hold is a healing extended to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light of the world brings peace to every mind through my forgiveness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How holy are you who have the power to bring peace to every mind! How blessed are you who can learn to recognize the means for letting this be done through you! What purpose could you have that would bring you greater happiness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are indeed the light of the world with such a function. The Son of God looks to you for his redemption. It is yours to give him, for it belongs to you. Accept no trivial purpose or meaningless desire in its place, or you will forget your function and leave the Son of God in hell. This is no idle request that is being asked of you. You are being asked to accept salvation that it may be yours to give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Son of God needs us for HIS redemption?&lt;br /&gt;I bless the world with my thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;All minds are joined?&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts bring healing to everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular passage falls so far from the realm of truth, that I have a hard time believing that anyone could be fooled. But then think about it. It sounds good. It strokes the ego of our own importance. It uses holy words, and important sounding phrases. The only ones who can't tell that it is false are those who have not yet made friends with the Word of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes this thing we are doing more important than ever, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How else can we smell a rat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we know the Word, then we have everything we need to evaluate the world around us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a friend asked if I would like a glass of water. "Sure," I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even if it poison in it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course not." I thought she was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I only put a tiny bit in. A drop. No more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her analogy is strong. Even a tiny bit of untruth will make poison out of something completely innocuous. Spend time in the Word. Grow to love it. Evaluate the changing world by the unchanging truths you find there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-4087530730921184439?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4087530730921184439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=4087530730921184439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4087530730921184439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4087530730921184439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/03/oprah-warning.html' title='Oprah WARNING'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-228223580570924015</id><published>2008-02-21T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T20:08:09.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>You won't believe what I've been up to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my friend Kerrie at my house after her 5th chemo treatment. I hosted a band from Oregon, while planning and executing a benefit concert for a Congo Orphanage. (The benefit raised almost nine thousand dollars!) In the same week, I baked six flourless chocolate cakes, and two cheesecakes (I gave up and bought the rest from Costco). I spoke twice at this great women's gig in Federal Way, I had company all weekend, went to church three times with one of the bandmembers, and at the end of it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no blogging for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right this minute, I'm actually reading in Second Samuel myself. Still, I want to comment on this one thing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Samuel 5:4. "David was thirty years old when he began to reign, and he reigned forty years in all.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's the big deal? In I Samuel, we find that David was anointed as king when he was just a boy, the youngest of his father's boys. We don't know how old he was. But we do know that he was so very young that his father even "dismissed him" believing that he couldn't possibly be the son that Samuel might be choosing as Israel's next king. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, David was just a kid when he found out that God wanted him to serve as king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he waited, perhaps 15 years for his promised promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my point: God makes lots of promises to his followers. Some are in the word. Some personal "words"  we get by the Holy Spirit as we move through our daily lives. The trick is that God rarely includes a time-line with his promises. We rarely know when he will bring these things to pass. So it's important that we be as patient as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David's wait enabled him to learn much about God. He learned much about leadership. David realized the importance of God's timing, and of not trying to wrench God's purposes by bringing the promise to pass in his own way.  David could have killed Saul himself. Instead, he waited for God to depose the king. An important lesson for all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, are you clinging to a promise from God? Are you willing to wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-228223580570924015?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/228223580570924015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=228223580570924015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/228223580570924015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/228223580570924015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/02/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-3141847778110373050</id><published>2008-02-05T16:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T16:23:01.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's watching Who?</title><content type='html'>I'm reading in Second Samuel, but I want to make an observation about 1st Samuel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while doing so, I want to show you how the Holy Spirit uses the word to bring attention to problems in my own life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the passage that caught my attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But something happened when the victorious Israelite army was returning home after David had killed Goliath. Women came out from all the towns along the way to celebrate and to cheer for King Saul, and they sang and danced for joy with tambourines and cymbals... "Saul has killed his thousands and David his ten thousands!" This made Saul very angry. "What's this?"he said. "They credit David with ten thousands and me with only thousands. Next they'll be making him their king!" So, from that time on, Saul kept a jealous eye on David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in the story, we already know that Saul has a problem with obedience. He wants to be the boss, rather than God. But Saul has another issue too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most would simply call this problem jealousy. After all, the English even uses that term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is more than meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What precipitates the event? Isn't it that Saul is focused on what others think? He's concerned about the praise of others, about acknowledging his success in the war against the Philistines, about getting credit for what he's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jealousy is the result, yes. But the problem begins when Saul worries about what others think, when in truth he has only one person to please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend WAY too much time worrying about this stupid issue. I hear my brain process questions about what others think -- all the time, "Are they watching? What do they think? Did they like my speech? Do I look good enough? What will I wear? What will they think of me if I say that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My focus gets dragged off in the wrong direction all the time. I sympathize with Saul. But I know that this one battle of the mind must be won if I will ever succeed in pleasing my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the one I must please. Not the audience. Not the publisher. Not the reviewer. Not my friends. Not my pastor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can wrap my mind around this one fact, I think I can be free of all kinds of vices. Jealousy. Envy. Embarrassment. Self-consciousness. Anxiety. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could grab this one thought, I could gain a great deal of peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must please only the one who made me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Saul missed it. I struggle with it. Do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-3141847778110373050?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3141847778110373050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=3141847778110373050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3141847778110373050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3141847778110373050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-are-they-thinking.html' title='Who&apos;s watching Who?'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1287773756764094029</id><published>2008-01-26T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T21:43:00.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A word for the MIddle.</title><content type='html'>I posted this on Kerrie Hubbard's Caring Bridges Website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that many of you might encouragement from it... The following is a quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to write to all of you who are in this battle with Kerrie. I think we need to remember that the hardest part of any race, of any assignment, of any chore -- whether we are talking marathon or 7K, Reaching the WORLD for Christ or teaching the three year old Sunday School class, cleaning up after Hurricane Katrina, or just cleaning my bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part is the MIDDLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because in the beginning we have gusto. Enthusiasm. The excitement of beginnings. The hope of accomplishment. Hope for change. Hope for success. That kind of energy lasts a while. At least until we realize what we've gotten ourselves into. And then, when that first burst of enthusiasm wanes, we find ourselves with nothing but a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore feet.&lt;br /&gt;Blisters.&lt;br /&gt;Stinky refrigerators sitting at the curb.&lt;br /&gt;Piles of clothes to sort.&lt;br /&gt;Walls stripped of plasterboard.&lt;br /&gt;And our arms feel heavy&lt;br /&gt;And our legs cramp.&lt;br /&gt;And we are hungry.&lt;br /&gt;And we wonder, "WHAT ON EARTH WAS I THINKING?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, my friend, is the middle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's when most of us want to take ourselves to the curb and give up too. "Maybe the garbage guys'll take me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to sit down. &lt;br /&gt;Rest. &lt;br /&gt;Soak our feet. &lt;br /&gt;Call the Maid Brigade.&lt;br /&gt;Change the goals to fit the reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we even want to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the middle is always just before the end! It precedes the last half. The finish. The last lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, when we are sweaty and stinky and sore, we must keep our eyes on the bell lap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me put it this way. When Kerrie was riding up the HORRIBLE Hills of Washington, as we rode our bicycles across the state, I said this to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head down. &lt;br /&gt;Don't even look at how far it is to the top of the hill.&lt;br /&gt;Pick a spot, just up the road a tiny bit, and FOCUS ON IT.&lt;br /&gt;Pick a sign, a reflector. Even a weed.&lt;br /&gt;Say to yourself, "I can make it THAT FAR. And THEN, I can decide if I want to quit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your breathing even.&lt;br /&gt;Calm your nerves.&lt;br /&gt;Find your rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let yourself be distracted the the HUGENESS of the hill. Watch the ground, the gravel, the ants as you pass by.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes on that tiny next step, and push toward that simple step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It holds true for every task. Remember, the MIDDLE is really the hardest part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you are in the middle of your own hill.&lt;br /&gt;Or you are in the middle of your prayer for Kerrie.&lt;br /&gt;Or, in Kerrie's case, she is in the middle of a battle for her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MIDDLE is the hardest part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where all of us, are most tempted to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the middle is JUST BEFORE THE END.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't look at the size of what is left.&lt;br /&gt;Find your inner calm in Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your rhythm. &lt;br /&gt;Don't panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you too can ride to the highest hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can just make it through the middle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1287773756764094029?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1287773756764094029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1287773756764094029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1287773756764094029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1287773756764094029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/01/word-for-middle.html' title='A word for the MIddle.'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6152465898177789967</id><published>2008-01-23T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:42:12.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honestly, Really?</title><content type='html'>I'm reading in the book of 1st Samuel. Of course, most of you know this is the story of Israel getting and losing their first king. The prophet Samuel first anoints Saul as king. But Saul has some serious problems. He thinks that he knows more about what is best for him than God. When God says, "Kill them all," Saul thinks it's better to keep the best things for himself. So, he keeps the sheep and cattle and even leaves some of the enemy alive. When Samuel says, "wait for me to offer the sacrifice," Saul decides that he can do the offering himself --after all his men expect it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saul specializes in disobedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, most of us agree with Samuel's famous comment, "Obedience is better than sacrifice." And when Samuel announces that the kingdom has been taken from Saul and given to someone else, we understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never liked Saul much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to David, things aren't much different, really. Even though he is introduced as "a man after God's own heart." He has some serious problems of his own. One, in particular, I never noticed until last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my observation: If you took a blue pencil and underlined all of David's lies in the book of 1st Samuel, you would find that most of the second half of the book is BLUE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lies to a priest about why he is out and about. He lies to an entire city by pretending to be 'crazy.' He lies to the king of the Philistines, saying that he's raiding the towns of Judah, when in fact he is destroying entire towns and everyone in them in order to support himself and his men. He lies to the men of the king, promising that he's going to help them destroy the Israelites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the root of the lies come from this phrase, "Someday, Saul is going to get me. The best thing for me to do is to escape to the Philistines." (I Sam 27:1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see it? David stopped believing that God would deliver him. His fear made him decide that he had to save himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear can do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he began to lie. David began to believe that unless he protected himself, God would not or could not protect him. And lying became second nature to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now obviously, David isn't perfect. And he has some wonderful qualities that are shown all through his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But letting fear take root in his heart gave birth to sin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm paying attention because the truth is a tough thing for me. I want to be absolutely honest with myself and with others. But it's hard. I struggle with it.  David struggled too. And when I think about it, fear is what motivates me too. I'm afraid that the truth will make people reject me. I'm afraid that the truth might hurt someone, or make someone angry, or get me into trouble. So, I lie. I'm afraid that God can't deliver me from uncomfortable or difficult situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's a battle worth fighting. What about you? How honest are you? How do you deal with dishonest people? Is it important to you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6152465898177789967?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6152465898177789967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6152465898177789967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6152465898177789967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6152465898177789967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/01/honestly-really.html' title='Honestly, Really?'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-5590060155248547477</id><published>2008-01-10T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T09:58:11.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not what happens to me.</title><content type='html'>I've just finished the book of Ruth, and am on to 1st Samuel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for you, I just want to park at this sentence in Ruth. It is spoken by a woman who has left her home during a famine. She's gone somewhere else with her husband and two sons. While away, her husband and both sons die, leaving her alone with two daughters-in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing that there is now food at home, Naomi heads back home. Only one of the two in-laws goes with her. And when she hits town, she says this interesting sentence, "Don't call me Naomi," she told them. "Call me Mara, because the Almighty has made my life very bitter. I went away full, but the LORD has brought me back empty.  ... The LORD has afflicted me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the story is not really about Naomi, and most teachers bounce right on to Ruth's story. After all, it's a lovely romance about a poor outsider who marries the rich relative. Who wouldn't move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Naomi's word's struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice? Naomi has let what happened TO HER, become her identity. Her name, Naomi, means pleasant. But Mara, the name she chooses means bitter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so she's had a really rough time of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where is her focus? She's stuck on what's missing. What's happened. AND, she is blaming GOD for it all. "HE HAS AFFLICTED ME," she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking, she could have come back with this as her focus. "At long last I am home. I have a daughter-in-law who loves me so much, she won't leave me. I will end my days with my family around me, in my own land, with my own people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, she says, "I am one who has loved and lost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be like us saying these things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am left." (her husband left her)&lt;br /&gt;"I am infertile."&lt;br /&gt;"I am a bad habit."&lt;br /&gt;"I am multiple sclerosis."&lt;br /&gt;"I am incest."&lt;br /&gt;"I am lost my job."&lt;br /&gt;"I am failure." (I missed a goal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, we are NOT what happens TO us. And, unlike poor Naomi -- who has suffered enormous loss -- we can choose to be grateful people, men and women who are overcomers. People who say these kinds of things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am loved by God."&lt;br /&gt;"I have been chosen to mentor rather than mother."&lt;br /&gt;"I am an overcomer."&lt;br /&gt;"I am a survivor."&lt;br /&gt;"I am learning."&lt;br /&gt;"I am reframing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though God, in the scripture, makes no comment on Naomi's expression to her old friends, I would have to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at yourself as no more than what happens TO YOU, you give away all opportunity for change and growth. No wonder Naomi was bitter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-5590060155248547477?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5590060155248547477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=5590060155248547477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5590060155248547477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5590060155248547477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-not-what-happens-to-me.html' title='I am not what happens to me.'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6538461567614259916</id><published>2007-12-29T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T22:01:21.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Isn't Working!</title><content type='html'>So, Have you noticed that I haven't been here lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to ask for your advice; I'm really struggling with this task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's happened. Before I started to blog, I was in the Bible every single day. It wasn't hard. It wasn't work. It was my life, and I loved the regularity of it -- hearing from God in his word. Applying it to my life. The encouragement. The correction. The LIFE! I thought that if I blogged through the word, I could share that LIFE with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get reading ahead of where I'm blogging. For instance, I went through the book of Judges while I was blogging through the book of Romans. And while I was finishing blogging Romans, I went ahead and read 1st Corinthians. So, here I am. Two full books ahead of where I'm blogging. What's a writer to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happens.  I start feeling guilty. I can't ever catch up. And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop reading the word, so that I can "catch up" with myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't working. My life has fallen out of balance. I'm like a dog chasing my own tail. I eat too much. Sleep too much. Work too hard. Struggle with my prayer life. And find my emotions directing my life instead of following it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what's missing. It's the quiet time in the word! The regularity of it. The stability of it. The LIFE in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how can I get this whole thing to work? Do you have any ideas? Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that I ought to stop feeling responsible for commenting on every single important idea in the Word. For your whole experience with God's word. Maybe I ought to just do what I can, when I can, and let God do the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you this. Once you start to experience the LIFE of the word of God, there is no going back. Maybe that's the whole point of my entire experience. I need to do something different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6538461567614259916?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6538461567614259916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6538461567614259916' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6538461567614259916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6538461567614259916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-isnt-working.html' title='This Isn&apos;t Working!'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-7050376550714382914</id><published>2007-12-12T20:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T21:31:57.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Together for Good</title><content type='html'>I'd be missing a great opportunity if I went through Romans and skipped Romans 8:28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, it's a cornerstone for many Christians. The rest of the world hears us preach it all the time. We claim it at every turn -- in everything from missed parking places to flooded homes, from ear infections to cancer. To those who don't understand, our preaching sounds glib, perhaps uncaring. Even rather naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the verse, "And we know that God causes all things to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them," has deep meaning. It is an anchor, which we believers toss overboard when the winds of trouble begin to blow. It keeps us. Holds us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly not what unbelievers may think. Not, "it doesn't really matter in the long run." Not, "it'll all work out eventually." Not, God's going to give me something better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of the passage is found in the verse that follows. "For God knew his people in advance, and he chose them to become like his Son, so that his Son would be the firstborn, with many brothers and sisters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of the verse reflects our deepest calling as people of the King. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow in Christ, we are to become ever more like him. In every part of our lives, in our frustrations, our disappointments, in our love lives, in our kindnesses, in our business, in our finances, in our worship, in our family lives, YES, even in our freeway driving, we are to reflect his character. Day after day, week after week, year after year we are to grow ever more like him. In every way, we are to reflect him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I had the privilege of seeing this lived out in the life of a dear friend. Kerrie is now battling stage three lymphoma. But before the diagnosis was final, before she knew for certain, she sent me an email. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perhaps Cancer is a gift," she wrote. "Yes, I see pain. Incredible darkness. Bleakness. Weakness. Much suffering. Sorrow. Wanting to give up. A fight against depression, hopelessness. I see that too. I'm not looking through rose colored glasses into LA LA land. Yet, even in these dark things, I see the facilitating of the treasures that cannot be bought, and depth that is not attained by blissful living.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;What if cancer isn't a plague of the enemy, a way to wipe us out of the running? What if it's a way to actually make us a force to contend with? What if it's a way to prepare us for battle and to help wipe out the enemy instead? What if it's a way to grow in us those character traits of God, that we could act and look and smell and touch more like he does? What if it's a way to make our shadow more dangerous?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see this is not the blissful, clueless, "blonde" approach to difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact it is exactly the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the mature, willing, thoughtful embracing of difficulty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We embrace difficulty because we believe it has purpose in our life. It shapes us. Carves us. Knocks off the edges of selfishness and foolishness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the purpose of difficulty is to reflect, like a mirror, the perfect image of the one who made us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my trouble, he polishes his image in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find someone who loves Jesus. And watch. See if you see his image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, Mr. MacGregor, YES, it was in 1974. I was 19 at the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-7050376550714382914?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7050376550714382914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=7050376550714382914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7050376550714382914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7050376550714382914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/12/works-together-for-good.html' title='Working Together for Good'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-5067220810399155601</id><published>2007-11-30T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:15:57.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dead old Man</title><content type='html'>This summer, on our boat trip, I visited with a dear friend. We got to talking about this idea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can people really change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, are you stuck the way you were born? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an important issue to my friend. He has more integrity than any man I've ever known. But in his business life, he's been stung, by people who repeatedly rip him off, or make bad business decisions which affect his business. He's known scoundrels, and cons. He's seen alcoholics and adulterers.  You know the drill. His question is a wise one. He's really asking, "Can I ever trust anyone like that again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans addresses that very question. One of the prominent themes in Paul's book is the issue of man's sin nature. Paul reminds us that we were BORN to sin. Man is basically selfish. Instead of submitting to God, man is born to want his own way. But when we turn to Christ we are set free from that sin nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is as if we are born with leg irons on. We drag around this propensity to sin from day one. It's a heavy burden. We are slaves to our sin nature. Even when we are aware of it and want to do things differently, we can't. Oh, maybe we can behave differently for a while. But my friend is right. Eventually, the good behavior wanes, and the old nature begins to show itself. The bad behavior returns -- or perhaps it morphs itself into some new bad behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul says it this way, "I know I am rotten through and through so far as my old sinful nature is concerned. No matter which way I turn I can't make myself do right. I want to but I can't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what hope do we have for change? Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Romans chapter six, Paul says this delicious line. "Our old sinful selves were crucified with Christ so that sin might lose its power in our lives. We are NO LONGER SLAVES TO SIN." (Romans 6: 5-6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how is that good news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People CAN CHANGE. But they CAN'T CHANGE THEMSELVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens, when a person comes to Christ, is that GOD CHANGES HIM. I've seen it a thousand times. People who wouldn't care about church suddenly want to find one that fits their needs. People who never cared about others suddenly exhibit kindness. People who were thieves stop thieving. People who swore suddenly don't want to swear any more. People who didn't care about society suddenly care about the poor. People who leave a legacy of broken relationships suddenly want to repair their past. I could go on and on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people can change. It happened to me. When I came to Christ, I'd made a rather tangled mess of my own life. Even though I looked pretty good on the outside, I was living a lie. The lie was killing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned to Christ, he set me free from bad relationships that I had no power to break on my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't about stopping bad behavior. It's about becoming a different person. God gives you the freedom to become a different person. He starts over IN you. And your leg irons drop off, and you have a new heart, and it has new concerns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new concerns move us to new behaviors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is what it means to be FREE in Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came to Christ (in 1974) I prayed that I would never regret that decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that I haven't? Not for one instant in the ensuing 33 years. Not one regret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's that for free?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-5067220810399155601?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5067220810399155601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=5067220810399155601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5067220810399155601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5067220810399155601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/11/dead-old-man.html' title='A Dead old Man'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-5653721257434007461</id><published>2007-11-24T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T12:43:12.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utterly Helpless</title><content type='html'>This one will be quick. I know that most of you are in the throws of Thanksgiving Celebrations. It's the one weekend all year that I ALWAYS have my kids at home. All four. I insist on pictures; I'll post mine soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck blogging in Romans 5, where I find two completely disarming statements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When we were utterly helpless, Christ came at just the right time." (verse 6) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners." (verse 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that idea. What could be better than "utterly helpless," or "while we were still sinners?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, we STILL ARE! We are utterly helpless. Dependant on every breath. Dependant on the fact that our immune systems work. That our body makes energy from food. That our brains function enough to make a Christmas list, or start the car, or put one foot in front of the other. WE ARE HELPLESS. We can be rich, accomplished, wise, smart, motivated, talented, and we are STILL UTTERLY HELPLESS. Dependant! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves helpless people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you are reading this blog today,  remember that Christ died BEFORE you were born. ALL your sins were -- at the time of his death -- future tense sins. They had not yet been committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He died for the sin you had yet to sin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if he died THEN for you, for sins you had yet to commit. What can you expect from him now? That his love has changed? That he NOW expects you to be perfect? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way. When you were utterly helpless, and completely sinful, he chose to die for you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to perform, to win, to dazzle God. He's completely smitten with you. He was smitten even when you were ugly, selfish, and evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not sit back and thank him for THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's worth a turkey dinner, if nothing else is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-5653721257434007461?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5653721257434007461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=5653721257434007461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5653721257434007461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5653721257434007461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/11/utterly-helpless.html' title='Utterly Helpless'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-5312559008646719551</id><published>2007-11-17T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:45:38.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Part in the Process</title><content type='html'>I've finished Romans and moved on to Judges; but of course, I haven't blogged on it. No excuses. Here's my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent five days in Portland with Kerrie. She has survived her first chemo, though there were moments she wished that survival weren't an option. Honestly, anyone who does cancer treatment deserves much more than their life. I'm suggesting an island in the South Pacific. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerrie had a bout of nausea that lasted about six days. The doctor tried to help. But even in the best of moments, she was either barfing her guts out, or completely unconscious. Not good for a self-employed artist. She's only recently started eating again. Just in time. She has her next treatment one week from Thanksgiving Day. This coming Tuesday, she is planning a "shave my head" party. Trying to make the best of it all. She's my hero! I had no idea what chemotherapy involves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Bible study group at church just finished the trial version of the Jeremiah Bible study. They had a great time, and showered me with thank you cards and CHOCOLATE! Now, my goal is to finish editing that version and ship it to the publisher by mid-December. It's harder than it sounds. I've never done anything like this before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke at a Women's Gig at Lighthouse Christian Center in Puyallup this past Monday. Woke with a sore throat, downed zinc and Airborne. When I walked up to the podium, I didn't think I could do it. But God gave me the strength I needed to do well. He is good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to have my kids home. The oldest returns from California on Wednesday. The middle child perhaps then too? My two WSU students are heading home tomorrow. I've gotten the carpets cleaned and we are re-coating the wood floors in my kitchen. Life is VERY busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where do I want to stop in Romans? Try Romans 5:1-5. The context? Well that begins in the chapter's first verse. "Therefore, since we have been made right in God's sight bty faith, we have peace with God because of what Jesus Christ our Lord has done for us. Because of our faith, Christ has brought us into this place of highest privilege where we now stand and we confidently and joyfully look forward to sharing God's glory."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The context for the next passage begins with our new position in Christ. Because of him, we have confidence and joy about our future. Certainly, some of that future concerns what awaits us in heaven. But there is more. Paul continues in verse three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can rejoice too when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they are good for us -- they help us learn to endure. And endurance develops strength of chartacter in us, and character strengthens our confident expectation of salvation. And this expectation will not disappoint ius. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many religions differ on what difficulties mean to our lives. For some, handling difficulties well enables us to achieve a higher status in some future life. For others, handling difficulties well banks good "karma" for the future. The lady who does my pedicure faces difficulty aspiring to disconnect herself from her pain. For her, being disconnected is the highest goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Paul tells us that for believers our difficulties "shape us." They make us better. And because of our new standing in Christ, we have a kind of deep inner peace as we face any difficulty. We know that God controls our future. And more than that, God has INVESTED in our future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has given us the HOLY SPIRIT, who lives inside us and HELPS to grow character in our difficulty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, growth isn't all up to us. Neither is it God's sole responsibility. And difficulty is not some random thing that happens TO us. Instead it has purpose. Design. And when we cooperate, we experience the satisfaction of seeing growth in our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THAT, my friend is VERY good.&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-5312559008646719551?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5312559008646719551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=5312559008646719551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5312559008646719551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5312559008646719551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/11/taking-part-in-process.html' title='Taking Part in the Process'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-3731328969831850362</id><published>2007-11-06T12:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:00:19.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lifeline</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking about lifelines today. My friend Kerrie is in the bed nearby, with her port connected to a tube which will give her chemotherapy. The chemo is going to save Kerrie's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could call it a lifeline. It's not unlike the spiritual lifeline that I've found in the book of Romans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I agree with you. Romans is a tough book. Paul doesn't leave much room to guess about his meaning. Try this for instance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For you are not a true Jew just because you were born of Jewish parents or because you have gone through the Jewish ceremony of circumcision. No, a true Jew is one whose heart is right with God. And true circumcision is not a cutting of the body but a change of heart produced by God's Spirit. Whoever has that kind of change seeks praise from God, not from people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole point of the book of Romans is to answer that one question: How does one make one's heart RIGHT WITH GOD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chapter after chapter, Paul will make sure that we understand how it does NOT happen. In chapter two, he makes it clear that being right with God is not about outward things, but rather about inward things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't impress God by our outward appearance. He doesn't care if we are circumcised. He doesn't care if we've been to First Communion, or to Confirmation. God is only concerned by out inward condition. The true Jew, and the true believer are ones whose heart have been made right with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chapter 3 he tells us how this transformation occurs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are made right in God's sight when we trust in Jesus Christ to take away our sins. And we all can be saved in this same way, no matter who we are or what we have done. For all have sinned; all fall short God's gracious standard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later, "He has freed us by taking away our sins."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is the problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to be right with God. So we try to "act right" enough to get him to approve of us. The problem is that we can't possibly be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he provided a way. That way is Jesus Christ. In Christ, God has taken away all of our sins. And in Christ he has made our inward selves right with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so simple that even the lowliest of us can understand it. But it's so difficult that only the courageous will grab hold of the lifeline there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you? Have you grabbed onto the lifeline of Jesus Christ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-3731328969831850362?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3731328969831850362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=3731328969831850362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3731328969831850362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3731328969831850362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/11/outward-vs-inward.html' title='The Lifeline'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-255776768794364567</id><published>2007-11-05T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T11:52:57.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the book of Romans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I'm a "bad blogger." (You should  read that like out loud in the same tone that some people say, "Bad, dog.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to keep up in the midst of life, isn't it? Right now, I'm in the waiting room at Good Sam hospital in Portland, OR, waiting for my friend Kerrie, who is getting a new port installed. It will be the system her oncologist uses to infuse her with chemotherapy drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something I observed this morning brings me directly into our blog subject. There is a nurse in the day surgery area who desperately needs Jesus. She is stomping around the hospital with frozen lips -- completely unable to smile or respond to the humanity of the people around her. I know. I made it my personal charge to try to get a smile out of her. Nothing. No response.  When someone asked how she was, she said, "I've been better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we all have bad days, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this lady is definately having a bad life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think perhaps she has no idea that there is more to life than IVs, vials of blood, patients and surgery schedules. In fact, Paul, in the opening chapter of the book of Romans says that there IS GOD! Paul says it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the truth about God is known to them instinctively. God has put this knowledge in their hearts. Fromt he time the world was created people have seen the earth and sky and all that God made. They can clearly see his invisible quqalities -- his eternal power and divine nature. So they have no excuse whatsoever for not knowing God. Yes they knew God, but they wouldn't worship him as God or even give him thanks. And they began to think up foolish ideas of what God was like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does that relate to Grumpy in Day Surgery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her problem is that she has made herself the center of the known universe. The patients, the doctors, the orders, the orderly and even the housekeeping lady all revolve around her! No wonder she is so dissapointed when things don't go the way she expects. Every little bump throws her off her own throne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were never meant to be the center of the universe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we realize that, we are able to smile at our difficulties, to comfort others in their trials, to laugh when appropriate, and to work with a servant's heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we realize that He is LORD, that He is in absolute control over every difficulty of our lives, we have peace. Even as we wait for surgery to end. Even as we anticipate chemotherapy. Even when we realize that our bad hair days will soon be "bald hair days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is God. And that is enough to bring peace even to the most chaotic of days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-255776768794364567?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/255776768794364567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=255776768794364567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/255776768794364567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/255776768794364567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/11/he-is.html' title='He is'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-2691805468771102364</id><published>2007-10-27T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T11:34:18.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The War is On</title><content type='html'>I ran into a friend who reads this blog yesterday. She laughed and asked, "What was that sheep thing about? It was so random!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first, a bit of business. The sheep story came out of an experience I had last week. I'm part of a writer's group. Or, I should say, I WAS part of a writer's group. And last weekend, a group of "leaders" in my group behaved exactly as did the sheep in my story. The point was simply this: We who believe are so susceptable to deception. Those leaders did evil, and they called it good. I can't be a part of their evil, and found I must withdraw from the group.  It was a sad day! Even Jesus cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And second, many of you are wondering about my friend Kerrie. The diagnosis is Large B-cell Lymphoma. The doctors will stage the disease and begin chemo this coming week. Please continue to pray, if you would? I'll keep you informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for Joshua. I've been so overwhelmed with life, that I'm behind -- as you can tell. So, I'll  just give you one more observation from Joshua, and then we'll move on to Romans. I've found that I can't work backwards. So here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book of Joshua is generally about the Israelites taking the Promised Land. God has instructed them to completely remove the people living in the land, and to occupy it. This is the bloody part of the Old Testament, and many critics use it to say that the Jews are no different from contemporary  Muslims, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However please note the differences. One: They weren't conquering the entire world. They had a specific and limited geographic objective. Two: The mandate to conquer via war was limited in time. It was ONE event in their entire history, and did not repeat itself in the same way EVER again. Three: The people being conquered were involved in idolatry that involved prostitution, and child sacrifice. Even those with NO moral framework might consider these behaviors questionable. God considered them abominable. He planned the Joshua wars to eliminate these terrible behaviors from the land. Four: No one could claim that this war was won by capable stratigic planning. In fact, no explosives were used. For instance, the Jews once conquered a town by circling the town seven times and then shouting. It was nothing more than miraculous. Not a battle won by cunning and bomb vests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some of the ways the Jewish conquest of the Promised Land differs from other "Holy Wars"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the observations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of the battles, Joshua and the Israelites defeat the northern kings. God gives them this instruction. "Do not be afraid of them. By this time tomorrow they will all be dead. Cripple their horses and burn their chariots."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did God say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to look at chapter 23 to see the point. Note these words, "The Lord your God has fought for you against your enemies.' (vs 3) and "For the Lord your God will drive out all the people living there now." (verse 5) and "For the Lord has driven out great and powerful nations for you, and no one has yet been able to defeat you. Each one of you will put to flight a thousand of the enemy, for the LORD your God fights for you, just as he has promised." (verse 9 and 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I gave you victory over them. I sent hornets ahead of you to drive out the two kings of the Amorites. It was not your swords or bows that brought you victory. I gave you land you had not worked for, and I gave you cities you did not build..." (24:11-13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the ultimate point of Joshua is to remind us that in all battles, we are to let the LORD be our commander. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wins the battle for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as we fight for marriages, our children, our churches, our communities, our relationships, our pastors, and for the nations of the world, WE MUST LEARN TO DEPEND on the commander of hosts. Spiritual battles cannot be won, except on our knees. Then, as did the Israelites, when we have our instructions from the Commander, we are to go out and OBEY, as did Joshua. So why did the LORD instruct his people to cripple the horses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reminder. We are NEVER to take the strength of the enemy as our own. If we did, we would begin to trust in armies, in weapons, in strategies. God does not want us EVER to depend on these things. We are to depend ONLY on the LORD of hosts. We are no longer seeking to conquer a land. But we are in battle never the less. We battle for souls, for destiny, for ministry, for unity. And our weapons are not of flesh and blood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither were Joshua's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said? Let's move on to Romans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-2691805468771102364?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2691805468771102364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=2691805468771102364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2691805468771102364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2691805468771102364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/10/war-is-on.html' title='The War is On'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-4671739229080622272</id><published>2007-10-22T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T13:36:53.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deception</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a flock of sheep. This motley group had many individuals who wanted to be the shepherd. Each had their own idea of how to spend a fine spring day. "Follow me!" they bleated arguing with one another. "I know the way to the good grass, the deep water. Follow me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the shepherd hovering over the flock decided to teach his sheep a lesson. "I know what they want to do," he said to himself. "I will allow them to do it. Then they will see that I am the Good Shepherd. That my ways are right. That my way is the only safe way!." And so the Good Shepherd sat down behind a rock, where his sheep could not see him. He turned his back on the sheep and left them to their own devices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go," Sherry Sheep said. "Let's get out of this boring place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, Sherry," said Dull Dale. "We should stay with the shepherd. He wouldn't want us to leave him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the sheep would not listen to Dull Dale. Instead, they followed blindly as Sherry led them out of the pasture, and through the woods to a dark pond. The sky darkened as black clouds covered the sun. The wind began to blow, and the sheep grew cold in spite of their thick white coats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Drink here," Sherry said, pointing with her face to the dark pond at her hooves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But the water is not clear and clean, like the stream in our pasture," said one rather unimaginative sheep. "Maybe we should go back!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Silly sheep," Sherry replied. "We don't need clean, clear water. This water is just as good. You'll see. Drink."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, one by one, the sheep lowered their mouths to the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later, one of the sheep lifted her face,  looked at Sherry and said, "My goodness. Sherry, your coat is no longer white and fluffy. In fact, your coat is black and the hair is not curly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And your snout is growing longer," said another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And your teeth are turning into fangs!" said Tommy Tearful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In fact," said Samantha, "You look a lot like a wolf!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she was right. All the sheep who drank from the pond no longer looked like sheep. Instead, they now looked like a pack of wolves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forget that," growled Tommy. "Let's get some food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have an appetite for Mutton," said Sherry. "Let's go look for some dinner." She led the other wolves back toward the Good Shepherd's pasture. "Finally, we can have real meat for dinner!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they approached the pasture, Sherry said, "Let's get Dull Dale! We can seperate him from the rest of the sheep and then attack! He will make a great dinner!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But what about the Shepherd?" asked Samantha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He isn't watching," Sherry growled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so together the stubborn group of "sheep/wolves" snuck back into the pasture. With stealth and silence, they surrounded poor Dull Dale. Then with cunning, they moved him away from the Shepherd and killed him. Together, they made a tasty meal of old Dale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What have you done?" shouted the Good Shepherd, running toward the sheep. "Why have you killed my beloved Dale, and eaten him for your dinner?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do mean?" Sherry said. "We were only acting as a flock. You are always wanting to act in unity!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Flocks don't eat their members."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eat? We didn't eat anyone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you have blood on your snouts? Why is Dale's body lying lifeless here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We didn't do anything!" They objected in unison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the angry but Very Good Shepherd chased all of them out of the pasture. As the last sheep went out, the Good Shepherd placed a tall fence between the sheep and the pasture. "You evil sheep have turned into wolves. And now you will not be allowed in my pasture ever again. Healthy sheep follow their shepherd. If you will not follow me, you will not live in this place of blessing. You have chosen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, be gone!" He turned his back on them and returned to the pasture of blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-4671739229080622272?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4671739229080622272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=4671739229080622272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4671739229080622272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4671739229080622272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/10/deception.html' title='Deception'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1426626364050237507</id><published>2007-10-17T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:00:11.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acting on Knowledge.</title><content type='html'>Last summer, I was visiting with a friend. "What's your background?" I asked. "Since you were raised in a Christian home, how do you feel about God?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I belive," he said. "I just don't feel like I want to be part of a church."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not an extraordinary response, I don't think. But here in the book of Joshua, is a very different reaction. In chapter two, spies are sent to check out the city of Jericho. "Spy out the land," Joshua tells the two men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they arrive in the city, they are taken in by a prostitute who lives in a home built into the city wall. Soon after, the king of Jericho comes looking for the spies; and Rahab sends the king's agents in the other direction. Later, she says to the spies, "I know the Lord has given you this land... We are all afraid of you... For the Lord your God is the supreme God of the heavens above and the earth below. Now swear to me by the LORD that you will be kind to me since I have helped you." She makes arrangements to keep herself and her family safe during the coming destruction of Jericho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to camp on a couple of details here. This woman isn't one of the Jewish people. She's an outsider. She hasn't been taught anything at all about God. She only knows what she has heard. But what she hears is enough to convince her that God is indeed the only God, the true God. The most powerful God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she knows something else. This powerful, true God is going to destroy anything that raises itself up against him. She responds to her certain knowlege of the upcoming destruction. Yep. She's feeling fear. And she's experienced truth. She KNOWS that the God of these spies is the one true God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is doing more than that. She has gone beyond UNDERSTANDING, and moved directly to action. Rahab ACTS on what she understands. She takes a stand with the God of the Jews. She makes arrangements to keep herself safe in his care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my friend. What about you? If you know ABOUT God, and you BELIEVE in GOD, have you taken the step that will keep you SAFE IN God? LIke Rahab, God asks us to step into his protection. He's provided it -- and we've talked about how that happens in other blogs on these pages. He's given his only son so that we can hide in the protection of the Cross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day, the world as we know it, will come to an end. All of us will have to face the God of Joshua, and Rahab. The God of Matthew and Luke. When that happens, will you be found in the wall of his protection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live there. The wall of his protection is the only place to hang out! It's good in the coming destruction. It's great, even in the difficulties of today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1426626364050237507?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1426626364050237507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1426626364050237507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1426626364050237507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1426626364050237507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/10/acting-on-knowledge.html' title='Acting on Knowledge.'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-5724442949481448808</id><published>2007-10-10T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:32:22.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, I lied!</title><content type='html'>Okay, you're right. I lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By our standards, Joshua was NOT a young man. He was perhaps as old as his friend Caleb, who was eighty-five years old when he took the hill country of Gilead. Perhaps slightly younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know he was one of the spies sent into the land forty years previously. We know he had been Moses' assitant during the time Moses received the ten-commandments -- perhaps all through the Israelites' travels in the wilderness. So, Joshua was no spring chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a military general?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way. Not compared to Schwartzkoff, or Tommy Franks, or Wolfowitz, or even Patton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is a civilian. And he's charged with the task of helping his people take out the entire indeginous population of Palestine so that the Israelites can take over the land. Not a simple task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Israelites were professional servants. Brick makers. Builders. Slaves. But soldiers? Not a chance. So how can this poor schmuck accomplish this amazing feat? The same way -- the only way -- ANYONE in this world can accomplish anything... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be strong and courageous, for you will lead my people to possess all the land I swore to give thier ancestors. Be strong and very courageous. Obey all the laws Moses gave you. Do not turn away from them and you will be successful in everything you do. Study this Book of the Law continually. Meditate on it day and night so that you may be sure to obey all that is written in it. Only then will you succeed. I command you, be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid or discouraged. For the LORD your God is with you wherever you go." Joshua 1:6-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important words, found on the pages of the Old Testament. How will this poor guy lead this rag-tag group of slaves to victory? By OBEYING. God is going to show him how to do it. I know, because I've read the book, that ol' Josh is going to try some of the most unique and surprising techniques ever used in warfare. And he's going to learn the techniques directly from God. With God showing us how to accomplsh a task, we can expect surprising and creative answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other secret to Joshua's success is one we all have access to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God promises to be with him. Jesus promised his followers the same thing at the end of every gospel. "I will be with you, even unto the end of the age."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, you can do almost anything if you know you won't be doing it alone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you considered, going it with God? It makes any responsibility that much lighter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished the whole book, so I'm on to reading Romans. But I'm still going to catch up on my posts. You may want to check daily for a while. I don't want to miss out on this adventure, so it will take me a while to get it all done. Stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you have time, please pray for my friend Keith who is facing some difficult days. And also for my dearest friend Kerrie, who is facing the possibility of Cancer. Both these two have chosen to go through this with God. It won't be easy, I know. But it will be easier for them with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-5724442949481448808?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5724442949481448808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=5724442949481448808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5724442949481448808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5724442949481448808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-i-lied.html' title='Okay, I lied!'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-2211668681631622354</id><published>2007-10-09T16:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T16:17:35.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua</title><content type='html'>So, are you enjoying the book of Joshua?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ve been delinquent in writing this blog. Forgive me? I’ve experienced a long list of events, struggles, and life happenings lately. I escorted my mom to my brother’s funeral in Tucson (TSA chose to hand-search my 92 year old, 95-pound mom!), helped to decorate for my niece’s wedding the very next day, woke with a virus after that and spent days crashed on the couch. This past week, I have also discovered that one of my closest friends may be facing life-threatening cancer. Last night, my husband found out that one of his closest boating friends has chosen to enter the hospice system with incurable cancer. Kim is very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of it all, I continue to teach a Bible study on Jeremiah, and go through all those normal everyday motions. Life goes on, doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times like this the Words of scripture take on an almost surreal glow. My heart finds assurance there, an encouragement as refreshing as cold water in the midst of a long hike through the desert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, if the words of scripture are not true, we believers have little hope; and if they are (true), our hope can never be shaken. As the apostle Paul says, even death has lost its sting. Though Keith Charboneau may die, we will see him and celebrate with him again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what about Joshua? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Bible begins with the story of God, and moves on to his choosing of a man – Abraham. Their unique relationship is sealed in a covenant of blood. God says, “If you will, then I will.” The condition? Obedience. God’s choice extends to Abraham’s family. Three generations later, this family lands in Egypt as guests of Pharoah. Four hundred years pass as they move from the position of guests to slaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Moses leads the Israelites from Egypt (the book of Exodus), they wandered in the desert for forty years. During this season, Moses prepared the people for their new home in the Promised Land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the book opens Joshua, our hero, has taken over Moses’ leadership role. His job is to take this wild group of unruly people across the Jordan and into the land. There, he must supervise as they forcefully and violently take the land from its former occupants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His is an impossible job. How does one young, inexperienced leader get more than a million untrained men to take over a country? The answer: With God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-2211668681631622354?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2211668681631622354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=2211668681631622354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2211668681631622354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2211668681631622354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/10/joshua.html' title='Joshua'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-3224267535812800181</id><published>2007-09-25T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:10:55.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Matters, Believe Me</title><content type='html'>You'll be happy to know, if you've followed this blog, that we finished our ride for the orphans last Wednesday. It was great, and the Lord blessed us with dry weather and NO FLAT TIRES! We rode through miles of broken glass along the Oregon Coast. Still, he kept us safe; we were thrilled with that... You can view pictures at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.4theorphans.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have to confess that I've fallen behind with you all, for a lot of reasons, but here is the big one. My brother, Richard Joseph Roberts passed away last Sunday morning. He was hiking with a friend near his home in Tucson. So far, we aren't sure what happened, but he dropped suddenly and could not be revived. He was only 61.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why do you care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose you don't have to. But his death reminds me of the facts about this life. We don't ask to be born, do we? But we don't get to choose how long we stay either! As comptroller for the University of Arizona, Dick had a few goals left to accomplish. He was looking forward to retirement, to enjoying his kids and grandkids, to spending more time with his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it all vanished, in only a moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth? It could happen to you too. In fact, it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When? None of us know. A bike accident. A fluke traffic accident. A fall. A prolonged illness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that NONE of us will get out of here alive brings up the importance of the words we've been looking at. The Bible addresses some pretty important questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These questions aren't just philosophical. They are life and death. They address critical issues, like, "Why are we here?" "Who is God?" "What happens after I die?" "Is there a heaven, or hell?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much about my brother's faith. I talked to him about God many times. Most of the time, he shut me out. He was too intellectual, too sophisticated for such fantasy. Raised a Catholic, he accused me of evangelizing. He didn't want to talk about it; it was too personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, wherever he is, I wonder if he has changed his mind? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, We're on to Joshua now. Let's get on with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-3224267535812800181?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3224267535812800181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=3224267535812800181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3224267535812800181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3224267535812800181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-matters-believe-me.html' title='It Matters, Believe Me'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-4805633502008174363</id><published>2007-09-16T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T11:57:23.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Kids</title><content type='html'>“He who stops his ears at the cry of the poor, &lt;br /&gt;Will himself cry out,&lt;br /&gt;And will not be heard. Proverbs 21:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing this rather humbling letter to request help. Not for me, but for some kids in Africa. These kids live in Goma, Democratic Republic of Congo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago, I felt the Lord encouraging me to develop a heart for the poor, a heart that not only hurts, but acts. I’m trying to obey. With the help of a friend, we’ve taken on the $15,000 task of building an boys dorm for an orphanage in Goma. Today, these children sleep eight to a mat on a concrete floor.  They bathe in a small, outside bowl. They survive by selling the vegetables they grow on donated land. They are doing everything they can to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kids are victims of the African Civil war, (both in Rwanda, and of the DRC) of aids, of severe poverty – even of nature (recently, a volcanic eruption destroyed parts of Goma). Nearly three hundred have been taken in by Mama Jeanne and her husband, a pastor living in rural DRC. Mama Jeanne seeks to reunite displaced children with their parents, and to provide care, education and training for the orphans who stay. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We became connected with them through Be A Hero, an international agency who connects willing givers with indigenous projects being run by well respected and highly accountable agencies all over the world. You can check out Be A Hero at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.beahearo.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the website you’ll get to see pictures of the kids and their current living conditions. You can check out our website at &lt;br /&gt;www.4the orphans.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have two major plans for this coming year. Starting tomorrow, we’re bicycling part of the Oregon Coast in an effort to raise funds and awareness for these kids. The second project involves a benefit concert featuring Rising Violet, which will be held in February 2008. In the process, we hope to find matching donors, individual donors and even children who would help us meet this critical need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our own, we’ve saved more nearly six thousand dollars for this project. I’m committed to using my writing money for this project. If you’d like to help, we’d appreciate it. We’re asking God to give us the funds to finish the dorm and supply the linens and beds. You can send a check to Be A Hero, in care of Kerrie Hubbard at PO Box 2873, Clackamas OR 97015. All donations are tax-deductable. Be a Hero will provide a receipt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re getting this note, it’s because I trust you, and because I know that you know me well enough to trust that I have pure motives and a willing heart. I’d love it if you asked God about your part in this small project for the kids. Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-4805633502008174363?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4805633502008174363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=4805633502008174363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4805633502008174363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4805633502008174363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/09/for-kids.html' title='For the Kids'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-3150242199817171599</id><published>2007-09-15T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T10:17:51.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Assigned Task</title><content type='html'>So, I've finally finished the page design on the Bible Study I'm working on. Yesterday I started teaching it. The ladies were excited about conquering a new and rather daunting book of the Old Testament. It was pretty cool, helping them see the landscape of Jeremiah. I can't wait to see what happens as they get into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, here we are in ACTS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, a single phrase will shout at me, and I am left to ponder. The message Paul gives us in Acts 20:24 holds that kind of power over me. Paul says, "But my life is worth nothing unless I use it for doinhg the work assigned me by the Lord Jesus -- the work of telling others the Good News about God's wonderful kindness and love!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul? His life worth NOTHING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a pretty powerful idea, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It strikes me in two ways. One: Paul knew exactly what task he'd been assigned. How many people these days are marching their way through life without a single clue as to WHAT TASK has been assigned to them? They repeat day after day, doing the same things, the urgent things, the daily things -- and they have never experienced the kind of single-mindedness that Paul understood. MY TASK. The one I am ASSIGNED BY JESUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about purpose. Knowing your task, and then embracing it fully. Wouldn't it be great to KNOW your life purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggle with that. Sometimes, I feel quite confident in my task. At other times, I feel like a hiker lost in a dark cave. Where am I? How do I find the light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second thing that strikes me about my friend Paul is that compared to this task, his life is nothing. Now, Paul is no superhero. He has skin and bones, just like you and I. He has aches and pains. He has friends, and enemies. He probably found that wool was pretty scratchy. He got hungry, and he got tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the midst of daily life, of loving people, of making tents, of having friends, enjoying dinner, and beaufiful sunsets, Paul felt that his life was worth NOTHING,  COMPARED to using his life for the task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear the enormous value Paul puts on accomplishing this task that Jesus has given him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am coming to believe that God has individual tasks just for us, tasks that are more specific than the global task of taking the message into all the world. I believe we each have a special gift that we are to use to bless the world around us. I think God wants us to sense the importance of our lives -- not just because we are alive -- but because there is a task that only we can accomplish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we miss the task, we miss something enormously important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul understood how important it was. Do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-3150242199817171599?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3150242199817171599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=3150242199817171599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3150242199817171599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3150242199817171599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/09/my.html' title='My Assigned Task'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6716516652159447087</id><published>2007-09-08T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:03:39.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening</title><content type='html'>I'm home from vacation, and scrambling to meet a writing deadline. I'll be teaching Jeremiah beginning Friday of this week, and I'm feeling lots of pressure. Busy times, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm enjoying the book of Acts. And, because it's on my mind a lot lately, I've been noticing a trend. Remember these guys are just guys, like you and me. They have to eat and sleep, and dress -- just like we do. They have moments of doubt and moments of brilliance --  just like us. And, like us, I'm guessing they struggled with knowing what God would have them do next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the pattern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Peter and John heal a lame man, they give this amazing sermon. In the New Living Translation it says: "Peter saw his opportunity." 3:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As for Phillip, an angel of theLORD said to him, "Go south, down the desert road that runs from Jerusalem." (8:26)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As he was nearing Damascus, on this mission, a brilliant light from heaven suddenly beamed down upon him. He fell to the ground and heard a voice, saying to him, "Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting me?" (9:4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the LORD spoke to him in a vision, calling, 'Ananias," (9:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One afternoon, about three o'clock, he had a vision in which he saw an angel of God coming toward him,  "Cornelius!" the angel said. (10:3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But while lunch was being prepared, he fell into a trance. He saw the sky open and something like a large sheet was let down by its four corners." (Acts 10:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Suddenly, there was a bright light in the cell, and an angel of the LORD stood before Peter... 'Quick, get up.' And the chains fell off his wrists. Then the angel told him, 'Get dressed and put on your sandals.'"(12:7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day as these men were worshiping the Lord and fasting, the Holy Spirit said, "Dedicate Barnabus and Saul for the special work I have for them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, have you fallen asleep yet? Are you wondering what on earth these things have in common?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try this on for controversy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all these cases, the Lord clearly made his will known to his children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They didn't get it out of the written Word of God  -- they didn't have one as such. And yet, God gave personal leadership to each of them. Real directions. Specific instructions. Clear leadership. Not just general stuff like "go into all the world." Somehow God gave Specifics, "Go to this street. Go to this house. Go get this man." Somehow, God made his way known. Look at the ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visions&lt;br /&gt;dreams&lt;br /&gt;angels&lt;br /&gt;disembodied voices&lt;br /&gt;the LORD's voice&lt;br /&gt;trances &lt;br /&gt;and even simple old OPPORTUNITIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, many of these events happened in the context of prayer. But not always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My challenge? Has God changed? Has he stopped using these means to give specific direction to his children? Doesn't he care anymore what you do with your life? Is he too busy to speak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or worse. When was the last time you had a vsion? A voice? A trance? A dream? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess, it frustrates me that I don't experience God more in my daily life. I haven't had a vision lately. I rarely have a dream from God. But is this because I don't believe he can? Or that I don't believe he will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because He doesn't speak any more? Or is it because I've stopped listening? Or have we stopped EXPECTING to hear from him? You tell me! I really want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6716516652159447087?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6716516652159447087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6716516652159447087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6716516652159447087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6716516652159447087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/09/listening.html' title='Listening'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-8683675868971258978</id><published>2007-08-29T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T12:42:41.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Bad News is Good News</title><content type='html'>August 29, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Book of Acts, up through the seventh chapter is teaming with Good News. The Holy Spirit comes. Good news. Many new believers join the church. Good News. Peter and the Apostles are arrested, and miraculously released from jail. Good News. And then, it seems as if all the Good News runs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chapter seven, Stephen is arrested and brought before the council. After an impassioned speech, Stephen is stoned to death. Bad News. And, in chapter eight, we read this, “A great wave of persecution began that day, sweeping over the church in Jerusalem and all the believers except the apostles fled into Judea and Samaria. Saul was going everywhere to devastate the church… dragging out both men and women and throwing them into jail.” Very Bad News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing a Bible Study on the book of Jeremiah. Yesterday, I ended my work with commentary about Jeremiah’s arrest. In Jeremiah you read that Zedekiah threw Jeremiah in jail where he was given a loaf of bread every day “for as long as there was bread left in the city.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us would call incarceration bad news – especially if we’d done nothing to deserve it. But when I think about it, Jeremiah was living through a siege. Nebuchadnezzar had surrounded the city. They had no food coming in. There was a drought, and water was scarce. We know from Lamentations that women were eating their own children as they fell to starvation. But Jeremiah had bread, as long as there was bread in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when is bad news good news? Often bad news is simply Grace in disguise. Jeremiah’s arrest put him in the unique position of being completely cared for by the king of Judah. The persecution of the church forced these believers out into the world. Sure, it was comfortable hanging out with the church. Eating together. Praying together. Sharing all things. Who wouldn’t want to do that? Like having full-time church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Grace wanted the believers to share what they had. Grace wanted to send the salt into the earth. To let the light out. To spread itself around so that all the world – you and me, my friend – could come to know the Good News, the VERY BEST NEWS, that has ever been told. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. Most of the time, we only see bad news as good news when we have the added benefit of hindsight. What about you? Have you seen Grace come disguised as Bad News?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on vacation -- sort of. Our boat has had trouble, and we are now living in a boat yard in BC. It wouldn't be my plan for vacation. But I wonder. Is this Grace Disguised?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-8683675868971258978?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8683675868971258978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=8683675868971258978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/8683675868971258978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/8683675868971258978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-bad-news-is-good-news.html' title='When Bad News is Good News'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6103600629002895876</id><published>2007-08-25T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:57:23.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acts Begins</title><content type='html'>As I write, I'm deep in the heart of Desolation Sound, British Columbia -- so deep in fact, that I couldn't find my way home without a GPS and a chart plotter. But even on vacation, I take my Bible. I've started the book of ACTS, and since it's one of my favorite books, and since I'm sitting on a dock that has WY FY, here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, observe that the book is written to a Gentile (we guess from his name), who must have become a believer. The author, who is Dr. Luke says in the book of Luke, that he has gathered the accounts of the stories related to what Theophilus "has been taught." Seems that Theophilus is a new believer -- not himself a witness of Jesus death and resurrection, but a reciever of the stories. The other interesting thing is that in Luke, the text begins, "most excellent Theophilus." It seems a formal greeting, one given to someone of stature, or rank, perhaps even royalty. But, the book of Acts begins very differently. It says, "My dear Theophilus." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke has made Theophilus a friend. I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I love to do with Acts is to just keep notes. So many folks use ACTS as a platform to declare their own understanding of Spiritual things. I'm not going to do that. I'm just going to observe. Hopefully, I will honor the Spirit who inspired the text in the first place -- not by bringing my own vain imagination to the book, but by seeking his truth. We'll see, won't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts begins with a host of guys who are too excited for words. The one who died is now alive. Hope has risen. But their hope is for Jesus to accomplish their own agenda -- to free Israel from Roman rule. But the whole book of Acts is about these guys learning to abandon their own agenda for God's agenda. Isn' t that what life is about for us too? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big event in Acts 2 is the day of Pentecost. Jesus friends are praying in the upstairs room of the house where they were staying, when something amazing happened. The passage says there was a sound "LIKE" a mighty rushing wind. And there were flames of fire above the heads of those who were there. And then, they were filled with the Holy Spirit, and began to speak in OTHER LANGUAGES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an amazing thing! They hear a windstorm inside the house. They see fire hanging in the air. And they begin to speak in languages they do not know -- BUT OTHERS DO RECOGNIZE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of this supernatural manifestation of the Holy Spirit, the Godly Jews who were in Jerusalem heard them speak in languages that they understood, and because they understood, they then heard a sermon which brought them to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That first Pentecost certainly centered around Evangelism. The languages the men spoke had a dynamic effect in reaching others with the Good News about Jesus. It was clearly the Holy Spirit that Jesus had predicted. It came with POWER, as he said. And that first Pentecost unleashed the beginning of what would be the greatest mission ever undertaken -- to spread the good news of freedom and forgiveness to every corner of the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the men who took on this task were nothing more than fisherman. Uneducated. Untrained. Unprepared. They had only two things. They had gifts -- specific to the task they were assigned. And they had the Holy Spirit. The unseen, unsung third member of the trinity -- GOD HIMSELF -- living inside them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these two things, they were equal to any task. We have these two things as well. What task are you taking on lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6103600629002895876?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6103600629002895876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6103600629002895876' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6103600629002895876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6103600629002895876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/08/acts-begins.html' title='Acts Begins'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6874340638397033431</id><published>2007-08-19T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T12:34:27.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things never change!</title><content type='html'>Well, at last I’ve read through Deuteronomy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t easy. In the past week, I’ve written a women’s ministry newsletter, hosted a wedding shower for 35, and gotten two college-aged kids back to school. (Go Cougs!) And in the midst of all this, tried to enjoy a twice-yearly visit from my oldest son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhaustion gives me a new rule with my devotion: Read until something snags you. Whatever it is – the magnificence of God, the faithfulness of a Biblical character, the stupidity of God’s people – once I grab hold of that snag, I look at it closely and let the Holy Spirit use it to shape my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the way I’ve been reading this week. It works; try it! I have one more entry from the book of Deuteronomy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end, we read of some remarkable contrasts. Moses, (clearly the book’s author –consider his use of “I” and “we” in the early chapters) writes an entire chapter about the wonder of God. In one of my Bibles, I have the page folded, indicating that I wanted to memorize the entire passage. (Unfortunately, folded pages indicate intent, not action) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to Moses’ words… “I will proclaim the name of the LORD, how glorious is our God. He is the Rock; his work is perfect. Everything he does is just and fair. He is a faithful God who does no wrong. How just and upright he is.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing words, aren’t they? Especially considering these came from a man who has led a million people for more than forty years, AND YET, because of one “small” mistake, has been denied the honor and satisfaction of leading them into their promised land. (Numbers 20:12 “But the LORD said to Moses and Aaron, “Because you did not trust me enough to demonstrate my holiness to the people of Israel, you will not lead them into the land I am giving them.”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those consequences always seemed harsh to me –like God was having a bad day, or hadn’t had enough sleep. But Moses called him absolutely fair. Interesting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Moses understood God in a way our culture – even our contemporary Christian culture – has lost. Moses understood God’s HOLINESS. God’s commands are not “suggestions;” his instructions are to be followed exactly as they are given. Moses had not obeyed, and he understood that disobedience came with a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the benefits of reading the Old Testament. God has NOT CHANGED. He is an awesome God, who demands obedience, expects perfection and who punishes fairly. We Christians have become so focused on the Grace of Salvation, that we think God has somehow changed… that he winks at sin, that he doesn’t expect us to keep our commitments, or follow him with our whole heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while Grace enables us to obey, and covers all our sin, God does not change. He insists that we take him seriously. That we respect his instructions. That we obey with our whole heart. Moses’ story tells me there is no room – even under the umbrella of grace – to  plan disobedience, expecting God to forgive us after we have enjoyed the pleasure of sin. While grace has purchased our eternal salvation, it does not always prevent us from experiencing the consequences of disobedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good News? God has not changed. The bad news? God has not changed. Take him seriously. Obey him wholeheartedly. If your heart doesn’t want to obey, ask for a change of heart. Now THAT is a prayer he loves to answer. Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6874340638397033431?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6874340638397033431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6874340638397033431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6874340638397033431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6874340638397033431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-things-never-change_19.html' title='Some things never change!'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-9158462332772426078</id><published>2007-08-07T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:55:20.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tree planted by the water.</title><content type='html'>I have to admit it; we aren't going to get through the Bible in a year. This week, I'm on vacation with my family, attending a Family Bible camp. We're being taught great things by two very gifted speakers. I'm happy to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the family took a hike through what looked to be an old growth forest. Turns out, it isn't. But it is a federal reserve which has been set aside since 1952 in the goal that it will eventually regain the appearance of "old growth." It looks old enough to me. We took pictures of ourselves posed in front of trees that dwarfed even the biggest members of our family. I kept thinking, "my hips are 37 inches around. And I take up this tiny bit of the front of this enormous tree... How big around is that trunk?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using old math formulas, we came up with diameters nearing twenty feet. Shocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those trees remind me of a little scripture found in Psalm One, "And he will be like a tree planted by the water. His leaves will not wither..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trees on our hike were planted in the richest of volcanic soil, with a virtually limitless source of water. They had stood against the winds of endless winter storms. They had resisted drought, insects, forest fires, moss, lichen, and who knows how many other onslaughts. In the face of westerly winds off the Pacific Ocean, they didn't shrink, they grew strong and tall and straight. In fact, Oregon Spruce is prized by instrument makers for its fine, straight grain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who will be like this kind of tree? According to Psalm One, it is he who studies and obeys the Law of the Lord. This is the process we are comitted to -- whether we finish in one year or ten. We are committed to knowing and observing God's Word. When you open your eyes, his illustrations are all around us. I want to be a tree like those giants I saw today. I want to know the Word, and to grow strong and straight -- and to withstand adversity. It was a great hike; wish you were here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-9158462332772426078?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/9158462332772426078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=9158462332772426078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/9158462332772426078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/9158462332772426078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/08/tree-planted-by-water.html' title='A tree planted by the water.'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-7459766602449244763</id><published>2007-08-03T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T10:00:19.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things never change!</title><content type='html'>As I read through the book of Deuteronomy, I am struck by the way some things stay the same. Even though the words here were written by Moses, thousands of years ago, and delivered to the Jewish people as they prepared to enter the Promised Land, they are as fresh today as they were while the ink was still wet. Take a look at these things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chapter five, Moses recounts the commands given by God to his people. Today, people joke about them, calling them the "big ten."  We know them as the ten commandments. And though they are nearly four thousand years old, they set a standard that has not changed. As I read through them, I am still pricked by their relevance. In the New LIving, one paragraph reads this way, "Do not misuse the name of the LORD your God. The LORD will not let you go unpunished if you misuse his name." That one gets me. I have often slipped into the cultural explanation, "Oh my God!" It is a misuse of His powerful name. And I had to repent. To agree with God and turn back from my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chapter six, we read the famous lines, "Hear, O Israel! The LORD is our God, the LORD alone. And you must love the LORD your God wiht all your heart , all your soul and all your strength. And you must commit yourselves wholeheartedly to these commands I am giving you today. Repeat them again and again to your children. Talk about them when you are at home and when you are away on a journey, when you are lying down and when you are gettin up again." This phrase is repeated in the New Testament. It is the committment that we must hold toward the covenant. God initiated a relationship with the Jews. He did so with us, through Jesus. Are you committed to keeping the relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chapter seven we read, "The LORD did not choose you and lavish his love on you because you were larger or greater than other nations, for you were the smallest of all nations! It was simply because the LORD loves you..." The same words are true today. God did not choose me because of my talent, or skills, or charm. He chose me because He wanted to. For no other reason have I become the daughter of the God of the universe. He wanted me. That's it. That's all. A very humbling, but truthful position. In that truth, I draw GREAT strength. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another truth. 'Understand, therefore, that the LORD your God is indeed God. He is the faithful God, who keeps his covenant for a thousand generations and constantly loves those who love him and obey his commands." We are the blessed recipients of a NEW covenant. No longer do we have to sacrifice animals every day for our unending sin. But the new covenant was sealed in Jesus' blood. It was enough. And that new covenant is so sturdy that we can DEPEND on it to the thousanth generation. God CONSTANTLY loves those who love him and obey him. CONSTANTLY. I like that word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And One Last Truth. This quote comes as a warning to the Jews. God tells them that success is a dangerous place. In chapter eight, we read, "But that is the time to be careful! Beware that in your plenty you do not forget the LORD your God and disobey his commands, regulations and laws. For when you have become full and prosperous and have built fine homes to live in, and when your flocks and herds have become very large and your silver and gold have multiplied along wiht everything else, that is the time to be careful. Do not become proud at that time and forget the LORD your God who rescued you from slavery in the land of Egypt. Do not forget that he led you through the great and terrifying wilderness... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is no less a temptation today. When our stomach is full, when things are going well, when the books are being published, then we are tempted to depend on ourselves. Worse, we can even begin to believe that our own strength brought us to this place. And that is a VERY dangerous temptation. For our God, the God of Jesus and the New Testament, is the same God of Deuteronomy and the Old Testament. He will NOT share his glory with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful, lest in comfort, we become proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good word -- even today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-7459766602449244763?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7459766602449244763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=7459766602449244763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7459766602449244763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7459766602449244763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-things-never-change.html' title='Some things never change!'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6029125490748512391</id><published>2007-07-25T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T09:56:20.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed Men</title><content type='html'>I think you all should know what I've been up to lately. I'm writing a Bible Study on the Book of Jeremiah. It's one of my favorite books, and I'm loving it. Should be out some time in 2008. The thing about daily writing on a project that is due -- well, it makes blogging a bit more of an obligation. And I'm behind, I confess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my reading, I just started the book of Deuteronomy. You'll remember that we always ask three questions of scripture. What does it say (what are the actual words?) What does it mean (to the original listeners) and What does it mean to me (this is the application point). We should never jump to apply scripture until we've  FIRST gone through the examination of the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll note that Deuteronomy is written by Moses, and he actually speaks in the first person. "We turned from, we went west, we camped," etc etc. The book begins with a review of the path the Jews took from Egypt (and slavery) to the point the book begins (about to move into the promised land). It really is a book of review, and it contains some of the most inspiring and valuable text in the entire Old Testament. Don't be discouraged before you even begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I move on though, I want to make one more comment about the book of John. Chapter 19 ends with the most amazing paragraph;I don't think I've ever noticed before. This is the description of Jesus burial. Joseph of Arimathea (who had been a secret disciple)  and Nicodemus (who had come to him at night) both participate. The NLT says it this way, Joseph "asked Pilate for permission to take Jesus' body down... Together they wrapped Jesus' body in a long linen cloth with the spices, as is the Jewish custom of burial... and since the tomb was close at hand, they laid Jesus there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the miracle of that paragraph. These guys lived by fear. What if people know that I follow Jesus? What if someone catches me speaking with him? They had let fear dominate their entire relationship with Jesus. But somehow, through the course of Jesus' influence, his words, his presence, perhaps even his death, Jesus changed these guys. Note that Jesus isn't buried by the 'good ol boys.' Instead, his SECRET followers come out of hiding to do the deed. The disciples spend the next few days shivering in a locked room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about Jesus that changed these two? His power? His wisdom? His love? We won't ever really know what ONE thing influenced them. But something did. Something changed them from wimps to lions, ready to face even Pilate because of their love for their savior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question: Has he changed you? How?&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6029125490748512391?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6029125490748512391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6029125490748512391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6029125490748512391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6029125490748512391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/07/changed-men.html' title='Changed Men'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-2624576405757938541</id><published>2007-07-21T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T17:39:14.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The really big one</title><content type='html'>I've almost finished the book of John, (I'm at chapter 20) and I must confess. I'm not reading three chapters a day. The last seven chapters are my favorite, and I find that I really love to savour them -- turning the ideas over in my mind, imagining how they sounded to the very first people who ever heard such controversial words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning with Jesus' washing of his disciples feet, in chapter thirteen, the next pages are almost entirely written in red ink (in most Bibles) indicating that they are the direct words of Jesus. It seems no matter how many times I read these passages, I find myself stopped short by these kinds of statements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have already been pruned for greater fruitfulness by the message I have given you.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't choose me. I chose you.&lt;br /&gt;Those who obey my commandments are the ones who love me.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, anyone who believes in me will do the same works I have done, and even greater works, because I am going to be with the father.&lt;br /&gt;You can ask for ANYTHING in my name, and I will do it, because the work of the Son brings glory to the Father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this one: The world's sin is unbelief in me. (John 16:9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a tough one for most long-time believers. We think we can list sins, like making a grocery list -- from greatest to least. We classify people based on the seriousness of their sins; we even classify testimonies based on which believers came from the most sinful past. It's as if we are facing a sick patient, and we want to focus only on the symptoms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus goes right to the cause of the disease. Unbelief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' words throw a monkey wrench into tradictional thinking. It forces us to realize that the ground at the cross is completely and perfectly level. The BIG sin, the real sin is unbelief in Jesus. That is the fatal wound that festers into the symptoms we know so well. But whether you were raised in the church, or on the street -- all of us came to that one place where we had to deal with WHO JESUS IS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us went through a period where we didn't believe. Whether blissfully ignorant, or willfully defiant, we lived in a world without Jesus. Some moved from there to a world labled, "Maybe." Maybe he is worth considering. Maybe the pastor is right. Maybe there is something more to life than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came to a point where we made a decision. Either you decide, "No Way. I'm not going to believe that stuff." (my brother Bill is here) or you make a completely different choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is who he claims to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you deal with the world, Jesus tells us not to be distracted by the symptoms of the disease. Remember the root cause. Unbelief. If you will work toward showing the world who Jesus is, God will take care of the symptoms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-2624576405757938541?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2624576405757938541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=2624576405757938541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2624576405757938541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/2624576405757938541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/07/really-big-one.html' title='The really big one'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-28009772978146541</id><published>2007-07-14T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:20:34.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Darkness to Light or, The Power of Opposition</title><content type='html'>John Chapter 9 tells perhaps my favorite healing story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, Jesus heals a man born blind... He spits on the gound, makes mud and applies it to the man's eyes. Then, he tells the man to go wash in the pool of Siloam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment his sight is restored, people begin to ask questions. &lt;br /&gt;Are you the same man who was born blind?&lt;br /&gt;Who healed you?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the one who healed you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, he experiences opposition. The Pharisees say, "Jesus is not from God. He works on the Sabbath."&lt;br /&gt;They pepper him with questions.  &lt;br /&gt;Who do you say that he is?&lt;br /&gt;Were you really born blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poor man, who has just been given his sight is pretty clueless. "I think he's a prophet," he says of Jesus. (Note, I "think")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call in his parents and grill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they call the healed man again. The harassment begins again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time though, the healed man moves forward in his understanding of Jesus. "I know this. I was blind and now I see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They abuse him, cursing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He healed my eyes and you don't know anything about him!  God doesn't listen to sinners, but he is ready to hear thouse who worship him and do his will. Never since the world began has anyone been able to open the eyes of someone born blind. If this man were not from God, he couldn't do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They throw the healed man out of the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Jesus comes to the man and introduces himself as the Son of Man. The promised one. the Messiah -- all these are shown in his words, "I have come to judge the world. I have come to give sight to the blind and to show those who think they see that they are blind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The healed man falls down and worships him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I notice... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the face of opposition, the healed man's understanding of what has happened to him does not weaken. Instead, as he is abused and grilled and cursed, his understanding of Jesus grows. And, even when he doesn't understand completely, he professes what he DOES understand. In the process of opposition, he moves closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, in the process, this same profession moves the Pharisees further away from God. His DIRECT experience with Jesus confuses and threatens them. They must discredit him, or discredit Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, hearing what has happened to the poor man, Jesus comes to reveal himself to the man. And the man worships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My application?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that opposition helps to grow strong believers. It helps us crystalize our understanding of the Kingdom and the King. In the process, VERY OFTEN, those who opose us do not grow from our testimony. We should not expect them to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Jesus often reveals himself to us. And we grow closer to him as our spiritual eyes are opened. And worship is the natural result of the entire process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now reading "Heavenly Man," a story of the persecuted Chinese Home Church movement. The pattern found in John 9 permeates the history of the house church. Through opposition, they grew in understanding, strength and worship. Jesus reveals himself in the process. In the end, they WORSHIP the one they have come to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, as James says, we should embrace persecution. It made all the difference in the world for the man born blind. Instead of a prophet, he came to own his Savior. It grew the Chinese church by leaps and bounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about us? Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-28009772978146541?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/28009772978146541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=28009772978146541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/28009772978146541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/28009772978146541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/07/from-darkness-to-light-or-power-of.html' title='From Darkness to Light or, The Power of Opposition'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-4205186378230008651</id><published>2007-07-14T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T16:59:04.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seven I AMs</title><content type='html'>I hope to write two blogs today. The first will be nothing much more than observation. In the second, I want to comment on perhaps my favorite scripture passage... Observation first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read through John 13 so far; I'm finding myself going more slowly than usual. Part of that is the responsibility of writing for you all. I want to listen carefully, to think about what I read, and to try to see something there that will bless you. Part of that is the speed of summer. LIfe just tends to get away from me. You too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that John is the only book where you can find the seven, "I AMs?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the bread of life. No one who comes to me will ever be hungry again.&lt;br /&gt;I am the light of the world. If you follow me, you won't be stumbling in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;I am the gate. Those who come in through me will be saved.&lt;br /&gt;I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.&lt;br /&gt;I am the resurection and the life. Those who believe in me even though they die like everyone else will live again.&lt;br /&gt;The last two are still to come in our reading...&lt;br /&gt;I am the way the truth and the life. No one can come to the Father, except through me.&lt;br /&gt;I am the true vine and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch that doesn't produce fruit, and he prunes the branches that do bear fruit so that they will produce even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're someone who has yet to actually read the Scriptures -- as I've noticed so many critical blog writers are -- these are pretty powerful statements. There isn't much wiggle room here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many observers put Jesus in the same box as Martin Luther King, Bobby Kenedy, and Moses. He was a good man. He left a legacy. He influenced the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to paraphrase CS Lewis, Jesus has not given us the "good man" option. Perhaps he was crazy. Perhaps he was a liar. But no one who was a good man would make the outrageous statements we find in the book of John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either he was who he said he was, or he was a lunatic, or a liar. It's up to each of us to gather the evidence and come up with a verdict. Good man won't cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm thinking of taking these seven I AM statements and meditating on them for a while. They are so powerful. And taken together, I think they show us a portrait fo Jesus that leaves much food for thought... &lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-4205186378230008651?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4205186378230008651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=4205186378230008651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4205186378230008651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/4205186378230008651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/07/seven-i-ams.html' title='The Seven I AMs'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-5441637558159121221</id><published>2007-07-06T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T17:15:53.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Line in the Sand</title><content type='html'>I'm into John 5, and I'm trying hard not to comment on the same ol' same ol'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not to say that some of the scriptures where others camp are NOT important. But, I love to see new things. Things I haven't seen before in the Word. Here's today's example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're old enough to remember the first Gulf War. When we came to Kuwait's defense,  Bush said, "Today, we draw a line in the sand." He meant that Sadam would not be permitted to cross into innocent countries (Kuwait) and claim her resources as his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that Jesus draws a similar line  in John Chapter Three. Let me show you the dots on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Birth. Those who are born of the Spirit on one side. Those who are not on the other.&lt;br /&gt;The Son. Those who believe in the son on one side. Those who do not on the other.&lt;br /&gt;Trust. Those who trust in the Son, on one side. Those who do not, on the other. &lt;br /&gt;Light. Those who love the light, who want to do right on one side. Those who flee from the light  - who love the darkness, and who want to continue to sin on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never noticed that John 3 portrays a theme, one carefully stitched between the verses. The theme is CHOOSE. Jesus himself creates an indelible line in the history of man. That line will forever seperate mankind -- not just by time (as in BC, or AD), but will seperate us by something much more critical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3 tells us clearly where God wants us to land... He sent his son so that we could have eternal life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Johny Cash's old song doesn't work for this line; this is a line we cannot walk. &lt;br /&gt;We cannot wish the line away.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot deny that the line exists.&lt;br /&gt;We can't blame the human condition on other issues -- economics, education, race, privilege, culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is the line in the sand. On which side have you chosen to stand?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-5441637558159121221?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5441637558159121221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=5441637558159121221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5441637558159121221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/5441637558159121221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/07/line-in-sand.html' title='A Line in the Sand'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-754449259928561781</id><published>2007-06-30T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T11:19:39.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Study In Contrasts, John's Gospel</title><content type='html'>Alright, business first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling as though I'm out here writing in the wilderness. I find myself calling out, "Anybody home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning that I need to hear from you, my dear readers. Write On! Hit the comment button on the bottom of the blog, and let me know what you're thinking. Am I boring you to death? Were you interested at first and then gave up? Did you plan to read through and find yourself more and more behind? Let's talk! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have an idea to contrast the Muslim idea of changing the world with the Jewish taking of the Promised Land. I've heard so many talk about the Jews as being "just as bloody for God as the Muslims." Not true. Numbers clears that up. If you'd like to talk about that, I would. Let me know?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta confess. I don't know where the week went. I finished Numbers and last night, I started the Gospel of John. You can see the pattern, Old Testament book, New Testament book, OT, NT, all in order. Not too hard. The best part is that you don't have to carry around a little sheet telling you where you should be on this particular day. Works for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost too many things in the last week (cell phone, keys, bike locks) to be worrying about a little piece of paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. What do I get out of the first chapter of John?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrasts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Numbers, the priests had a start date and an end date. No work before age 20 or after age 50. In John, our next priest is ageless (He already existed, in John 1:1-5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Numbers the priests were honored. In John, the priest isn't even recognized, let alone accepted. (John1:10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Numbers, we get the law. In John, Jesus brings us "God's unfailing love and faithfulness." (John1:17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Numbers, there was no end to the sacrifice. Day after Day. Week after Week. Once a day. Twice a day. More on feast days. The lamb, the bull. The blood, spilling, pouring, gushing. But never enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In John, "Look, There is the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was ONE sacrifice, for all time. The HUMAN lamb. The sacrifice so perfect that no other sacrifice would ever be necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A study in contrasts. Do you see how the New Testament is so much brighter when seen in the context of the Old Testament? It is as if the Old Testament is God in Sepia Tone. And the New Testament is God in the Land of Oz. Everything is in bright color. Clear. Visible. Unmistakable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I turn 52. We're headed out on the boat for a day or two! My body wishes I were younger. But my soul longs to get old and be with the one whose perfect sacrifice gives me a future worth living. As Paul, to be here is good. To be with Him -- ah, that will be peace at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-754449259928561781?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/754449259928561781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=754449259928561781' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/754449259928561781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/754449259928561781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/06/study-in-contrasts-johns-gospel.html' title='A Study In Contrasts, John&apos;s Gospel'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6182916980799125041</id><published>2007-06-24T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:35:51.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Observations</title><content type='html'>I’ve had a busy week, but I’ve read through Numbers 27. How’re you doing? And by the way, am I the only poor slob out there who struggles with envy? Judging from your responses, I’m guessing so. You must be a pretty Holy audience. Wish I were so accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, rather than camp on a whole concept, I’d like to make some observations and derive some simple applications. Try these on for size:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Numbers 24 the King of Balak asks the prophet Balaam to come curse Israel. This story is where all those “talking donkey” jokes come from. To be honest, I don’t quite understand why the Angel of the LORD stands in the donkey’s pathway. But I love this quote from Balaam. “I told you that I could say only what the LORD says.” And here is my application: Oh that I could be that wise! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a speaker, it’s so tempting to add my own two cents worth at every opportunity. I like to wax eloquent, to sound clever and wise, to share my opinion whenever I take the microphone. But how much of what I say has any real value? I wish that I could learn to say ONLY what the Lord says, and nothing more. THAT would be discipline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Numbers 26, Moses takes another census of the Israelites. Isn’t it interesting that God absolutely KEPT his promise regarding those who would perish in the desert? The word says, “Not one person that was counted in this census had been among those counted in the previous census taken by Moses and Aaron…” When I was young, my dad used to say, “the most important thing a father can do is to keep his word.” My observation from this text is that God keeps his word absolutely – both his word to bless and his word to punish. In Numbers, God keeps his promise to punish the Israelites who won’t believe him. Does that tell us He will keep his promise toward those who don’t believe and trust in his Son Jesus? I think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s a picture of the  punishment awaiting those who refuse to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Numbers 27, where the daughters of Zelophehad come to Moses asking for an inheritance in the Promised Land, God responds, “The daughters are right… You must give them an inheritance of land along with their father’s relatives.” Remember the context of this passage. Certainly this was not the season of women’s rights. They didn’t vote. They didn’t choose their own spouses. They didn’t have property rights. And yet GOD goes out of his way to establish the rights of women to inherit and possess land. It is the first of many indications that God values women. In the midst of a sometimes misogynistic church, that encourages me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last observation comes from Numbers 25, where some Israelite men get sexually involved with Moabites. In the end, these men begin worshipping the gods of Moab. Here is my observation: All through scripture, God admonishes his people to stay pure. In the New Testament, he tells believers NOT to marry believers. In the OT, God tells his people not to intermarry with the natives of the Promised Land. This story illustrates how easy it is for believers to be sidetracked. “Oh mom, I’d never believe like he does. We’re just friends.” But the Word is full of examples where believers become entangled in idolatry, when they abandon the principle of marrying within the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s another one to share with your kids. Begin before dating is even in the picture. Talk about these examples. Help your kids see that no believer ever INTENDS to fall for an unbeliever. It happens when we aren’t careful to guard our heart, when we don’t commit to obedience and avoid every possible temptation. It isn’t easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just essential. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, did you see something I’ve missed? Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6182916980799125041?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6182916980799125041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6182916980799125041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6182916980799125041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6182916980799125041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/06/observations.html' title='Observations'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-7791659062935286258</id><published>2007-06-20T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:25:01.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Deadly Trap</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when you read the Old Testament, the thing you learn is something you already knew. Of course, that's because people haven't changed much since then -- and temptation -- well that's about as unchanging as death and taxes. So, today, I want to talk about something that is covered in several chapters of Numbers, beginning in Chapter 16:1, when Korah conspired with other levites against Moses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was their complaint? That Moses seemed to think he was of more value than the rest of the Levites. The root of their complaint was jealousy. The Korites and other members of the Levite tribe resented Moses and Aaron's positions of authority over them. They didn't like carrying the poles and tools and curtains of the Tabernacle. They wanted to minister to the Lord, to offer sacrifices, to work inside the secret place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did Moses answer the charge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now listen you levites! Does it seem a small thing to you that the God of Irael has chosen you from among all the people of Israel to be near him as you serve in the Lord's Tabernacle and to stand before the people to minister to them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was he saying? "Isn't your job good enough? Why do you despise the position God has given you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Levites in charge of the Tabernacle weren't satisfied. Instead of doing their own job well, they began to look longingly over at Moses and Aaron. They wished for the power, for the prestige, for their nearness to what God was doing. Think about it! When God spoke, he spoke with Moses. Under those conditions, it would be easy to begin to believe that you play second string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses and Aaron always knew what was happening next. The Levites were nothing more (in their own eyes) than the moving team. They jumped when Moses told them to. In the next couple of chapters, Korah's rebellion is squashed, and the people of Israel begin to grumble against Moses... And eventually, God has to put the entire episode to rest -- which he does in chapter 17. God tells Moses to have each of the tribes inscribe a tribal leader's name on a staff, and then God says, "Put these staffs in the Tabernacle in front of the Ark of the Covenant, where I meet with you. Buds will sprout on the staff belonging to the man I choose. then I will finally put an end to the murmuring and complaining against you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose staff budded? The one with Mose's name inscribed on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so God didn't want the Levites to envy Moses and complain against his leadership. He wanted them to be satisfied with their appointed position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how does that apply to me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's easy. I'm not impervious to envy. for instance, in the world of writing and publishing, it's easy to look at other, more successful authors -- people who sell lots of books, or who have huge platforms and wonder, "why can't you spread a little of that my way Lord?" When I go to conventions, and the limos show up at the airport for the OTHER authors, it's easy to feel a little left out, to wonder if my little contribution to publishing is worth anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to forget that God chooses his servants, and, he chooses the good works his servants are to accomplish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too different from Korah and his buddies. And I think God is asking me, "Do you dispise the work I've given YOU to do? Can you keep your head down, stop worrying about my other servants? Can you do what I gave you to do? Can you do it well, no matter who notices? With no accolades? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let envy lead me to rebellion. How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-7791659062935286258?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7791659062935286258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=7791659062935286258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7791659062935286258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7791659062935286258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/06/deadly-trap.html' title='A Deadly Trap'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1596078041232035288</id><published>2007-06-17T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T17:23:25.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rear View Mirror</title><content type='html'>Some of you know that I love to ride my bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; In the spring, usually before summer weather starts, I work hard to increase my weekly mileage. It isn't easy riding in "iffy" weather. Yesterday, I rode a fast twenty miles trying to beat the rain. And I noticed the most unusual thing. Looking in my rearview mirrow (attached to my sunglasses) it seemed that all the great weather was behind me. In my mirror, the sky was blue with fluffy white clouds. Ahead, all I could see was a dark low-lying sky. It was cold and windy, and I kept wondering why I was riding AWAY from the good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing happened to the Israelites in the book of Numbers. (In chapter 11) While they were in transit, they made the mistake of looking in their rear view mirrors -- and all they saw were the good things they left behind in Egypt. They missed the vegatables, the meat, the fish, the melons. And at the same time, they began to scorn the manna -- the white stuff that God sent onto the ground every night -- which was his provision for them in the wilderness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And day after day we have nothing to eat but this manna!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's anger blazed against the people there -- he sent fire among them and destroyed the outskirts of the camp. And some of us would think he over reacted. Seems a little over the top, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But remember these are the same people who cried out for deliverance from their slavery. The same people who lived through the plagues. Who left Egypt wearing the jewelry belonging to their masters. They walked over the dry ground at the bottom of the Red Sea. They saw Pharaoh's army drown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the same people who had this promise, "I have come to rescue them from the Egyptians and lead them out of Egypt into their own good and spacious land. It is a  land flowing with milk and honey..." (Exodus 3:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see this account is written about peole who were BETWEEN. They were between the slavery and the promised land. They'd been rescued, yes. But the good stuff was still to come. Does that sound familiar? So, in the hard place -- the desert -- they got to romanticizing the comfort of their old homes. "Oh yeah, slavery wasn't so bad, was it? I didn't mind, considering all the melons we got to eat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson here is that God wanted his people to be patient for the goodstuff. To remember their deliverance. To be thankful for his provision even in the BETWEEN places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants that of me too. To be patient while waiting for the good things he promises me. To remember his mighty deliverance in my life. To be thankful always for his provision in the middle, in the BETWEEN places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I can do that. I can choose gratitude and patience. And when even gratitude seems impossible, I can ask for him to make me willing to be willing... Sometimes that's where I have to start. How about you? Where have you learned to be grateful in the BETWEEN places? Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1596078041232035288?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1596078041232035288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1596078041232035288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1596078041232035288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1596078041232035288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-rear-view-mirror.html' title='My Rear View Mirror'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-6530723198540714740</id><published>2007-06-12T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:25:44.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new book; A new look</title><content type='html'>I've finished Luke's Gospel account, and though perhaps I should blog on the resurrection, I'm going to pass -- except for a few comments. Here goes... In Luke 24 Jesus is seen alive (after his crucifiction) by no less than fourteen different people. Now considering the importance of the resurrecion -- Jesus' overcoming the grave proved his claim to be God  -- it impresses me that this many people saw him alive after his death. Other gospel accounts mention even more first hand witnesses. So, my question comes down to this; If I wanted to completely debunk Jesus, I'd only have to come up with his dead body. Why didn't anyone do that? It should have been easy. There should have been hundreds of volunteers, eager to track him down. Why not? Perhaps because there was no body to be found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the book of Numbers last night, finishing in chapter 3. (I typically read the Bible before bed). Most folks feel like the book of Numbers (the fourth book of the Old Testament) is right up there with the top three boring books of the Bible. I probably wouldn't disagree. But last night, I discovered something new. Naturally, God's accounting (numbering) of the people serves several purposes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It stresses the importance of Geneology. These family records were kept with remarkable accuracy up to the time of Jesus' birth. Luke's gospel gave us a detailed record of Jesus' family history from Joseph (his adoptive father) all the way to Adam. They confirm Jesus' roots in the tribe of Judah -- a prediction from the Old Testament.  In Numbers, we see the beginning of this kind of accurate record keeping. God is preparing a way to confirm his Old Testament prophecies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The instructions in Numbers gave order to the movement of what some authorities say may have been more than 3 million people. By placing the people in clans and giving them the same camping positions -- day after day -- around the Tabernacle, the ordeal of breaking camp and moving out was changed from total chaos to organized mobilization -- not unlike a modern army. Numbers gives us a picture of the practical nature of God's instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Numbers provides an introduction of a critically important Biblical principle. REDEMPTION. In Numbers 3:40, the Lord tells Moses to count the firstborn sons in Israel, older than one month. (Firstborns, remember, belong to the LORD) Then, he makes this statement. "The Levites will be reserved for me as substitutes for the firstborn sons of Israel; I am the LORD... (45) The Levites will be mine; I am the LORD. To redeem the 273 firstborn sons of Israel who are in excess of the number of Levites, collect fifve pieces of silver for each person... So, Moses collected redemption money for the firstborn sons of Israel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in this boring Old Testament book, we begin to get a picture of redemption --  that is God's willingness to trade item A for item B in order to BUY BACK. Because all the firstborn of everything belong to God, he offers a way for the people to buy back their firstborns -- that is by trading them for the Levites, and by paying for each firstborn OVER the number of Levites. The Levites (who spend their lives in priestly service) then belong to God (who is satisfied by the redemption) and the firstborn of other tribes are able to continue their lives -- with wives and children and obligations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one of many early pictures of substitution -- in this case Levites for Firstborns. And it is an important principle preparing God's peopel to understand the death of an animal as a substitute payment for sin.This sin payment (also an Old Testament picture) prepares us to understand Jesus' Death in payment for our own sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even in the first three chapters of Numbers, we see God reaching out to his people, trying to help them understand who he is, what he demands of them, and most important of all, to understand his remarkable provision for their eternal life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whodathunkit? All of that in Numbers? What did you see?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-6530723198540714740?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6530723198540714740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=6530723198540714740' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6530723198540714740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/6530723198540714740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-book-new-look.html' title='A new book; A new look'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1428899452587934807</id><published>2007-06-10T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T18:01:02.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that all there is?</title><content type='html'>I've read through Luke's Gospel through chapter 23; and I find the timing of my reading and my life converging once again. You see this week, my life hit a bump. I had a disappointment, a conflict -- a problem that has caused much sadness, and loss of sleep. I don't take these things lightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am reading about Jesus trial, the very event that would bring an end to his life. When I might be tempted to slide into hopelessness over a broken relationship, I read about people who faced a despair deeper than any I have ever known. Jesus' friends faced the end of something too, the loss of hope. The end of Jesus' life signaled the end of promise. Had they been tricked? Had they been fools? Were they second guessing their own wisdom in following this strange, but powerful man/god?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things look bleak, it's tempting to ask, "Is that all there is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chapter 23, verse 3, Pilate asks Jsus, "Are you the king of the Jews?" And Jesus answers, "It is as you say." Then TWICE Pilate makes it clear that he finds NOTHING in Jesus worthy of death. (verse 15). And he offers to flog Jesus and release him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead the people ask for Jesus' death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in his last hours, Jesus evokes a miriad of responses in the people he contacts. The crowd wants to kill him. One criminal wants to make fun of him. The other asks for mercy. The captain of the Roman soldiers (managing the execution) finds himself convinced that Jesus was innocent. Even after Jesus death, Joseph, a member of the Jewish high council, risks claiming the body -- to wrap it, and lay it in a tomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine for the moment, going to bed on the night of Jesus death. Wouldn't you be asking yourself? Is that all there is?  What do we do now? Remember that his friends hadn't read the whole book. They didn't see ressurection Sunday coming (though they'd certainly been warned). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same is true for me. Today, this relationship looks hopeless. I don't see how it can ever be restored. I'm frustrated, misunderstood, accused. Parts of me don't even want to try to fix it. I'd like to bury it and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the message of Jesus' death is this: What you SEE is NOT what you get. Tomorrow is a new day. It has new potential. A new story. A new resurrecton. God can see what you cannot. He has a plan. A new answer, that you cannot possibly see from here. So in the words of Nicole Nordeman, "Hold on, He's right behind you. Hold on, Love will find you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to remember the Ressurection Sundays -- the marriages saved, the children healed, the churches restored -- but don't forget those answers while you face the darkest days. Don't allow yourself to be lost to the despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever dark Friday you may be facing. Hold on, Love will find a way!  Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1428899452587934807?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1428899452587934807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1428899452587934807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1428899452587934807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1428899452587934807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/06/is-that-all-there-is.html' title='Is that all there is?'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-1949078760772558670</id><published>2007-06-06T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T10:36:16.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside Down Kingdom</title><content type='html'>Not everyone responds to these blogs online. Recently, one of my friends questioned me by email. "How can you just skip over the passage that said, 'if you have two coats, give one away?' How can we Christians live so comfortably in a world that so desperately needs our help? How can I justify all that I own?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough questions, yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can answer in a couple of ways. First, in the passage I mentioned last time, the context indicates that Jesus is speaking to a man who has NOT YET come to faith. And, in his present condition, this man's abundant wealth was somehow keeping him from coming to belive in God, and the person of Jesus. The passage doesn't tell us how. Was it his love for stuff? Was it his concern for maintaining the stuff? Was it his passion to accumulate MORE stuff? All of those things can hang us up, can't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other passage, (the one my friend mentions, the give away your coat section) has an entirely different context -- one that brings us to today's blogging item. The UPSIDE DOWN KINGDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Luke 22:25 Jesus says, "In this world, the kings and great men order their people around, and yet they are called 'friends of the people.' But among you, those who are the greatest should take the lowest rank and the leader should be like a servant. Normally the master sits at the table and is served by his servants. But not here! For I am your servant!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is saying here, (and it is emphasized in many other passages) that this new Kingdom, the one he is ushering into place will be very different than the kingdoms of the world. In the world, leaders expect deferential treatment, limos at the airport, free perks, goody bags with diamonds and cash. But in the kingdom of God, leaders must be servants. They must lay down their own lives to serve those they lead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only one of the many many ways that the Kingdom is UNLIKE the world. We'll probably cover dozens more in the months to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, this is tough information. For me, I think of this in my writing life. I bring it to my publishing life. I tried always to bring it to my drama team at church. I remember it every time I speak at a retreat. The leader is the servant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In practical ways, it means that I come to listen more than speak. It means that I try help retreat coordinators both ahead of time, and at the retreat location. It means that I serve the women I speak to, by listening and caring and praying with them about their concerns and struggles. It may mean that I maintain a relationship with a particular woman even months after I leave their retreat.  I tried to meet the needs of my drama team, by praying with and for them as we worked together. In the publishing world, it means that I tried to serve my editors and marketing staff by knowing them as individuals, praying for them, sending encouraging notes and always saying thanks when it was appropriate. No matter how it happens, these words from Jesus mean that after I work and work and work as a leader, I must continue to lay down my life and serve some more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the world's way. It's not the way the Queen of England behaved on her last trip to the US. It isn't the way presidential candidates want their speaking tours to go. It isn't the way of Hollywood. It isn't the way of publishing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you enter the kingdom of God, things are turned upside down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What things do you do as a servant leader? And in the years you've served in the kingdom, what ways have you seen the kingdom is upside down compared to the world? Are there ways we still need to apply this servant leader principle in the Kingdom of God? Have we failed you in some way? Let's talk! Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-1949078760772558670?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1949078760772558670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=1949078760772558670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1949078760772558670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/1949078760772558670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/06/upside-down-kingdom.html' title='Upside Down Kingdom'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-745426291022014591</id><published>2007-06-03T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:06:35.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Individual Dealings</title><content type='html'>I've made it through Luke 18. How are you doing? You can see that on some days, I make great strides and others -- well, I'm always in the WORD, but I don't always make much progress. Still,over the last few chapters, I've been thinking about Jesus' dealings with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I find myself struck by his remarkable ability to see into the real needs of people. No matter how many people clamored after him, begging for favors, asking for information, even trying to trick him, Jesus responds in entirely unique ways to each. He's not a One Answer Fits All kind of guy. With his disciples, he tells story after story, trying to make them understand the principles of the kingdom. With ten lepers seeking healing, he sends them on their way -- without any apparent intervention. Only after they head off, do they find themselves miraculously healed. With children, he blessed them, letting them come just as close to him as the adults did. When a religious leader came calling, Jesus really challenged him. It seems that money owned the man, rather than the man owning money. Jesus advice was to give it all away. (By the way, this fellow is the only one to whom Jesus gave this instruction)  It seems that Jesus knew THIS MAN would only be TRULY free when money no longer held him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that leads me to a couple of questions: If Jesus was so creative at reaching and touching people, why do Christians sometimes get stuck in a One Answer mode? Why do we sometimes feel that every interaction with the unchurched, or the non-believer must unfold in a carefully prescribed way? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand,  if you have just begun wondering about Jesus, have you asked HIM to help you understand him in a way that makes sense to you? Does that seem reasonable? I mean if Jesus was who he said he was, then he's probably still trying to explain heavenly principles to those who want to understand. If you're interested. Ask him. See what happens! Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-745426291022014591?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/745426291022014591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=745426291022014591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/745426291022014591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/745426291022014591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/06/individual-dealings.html' title='Individual Dealings'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-7506896717201128832</id><published>2007-05-31T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T21:32:30.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not all is as it seems...</title><content type='html'>This process is harder than I thought; I don't mean the reading -- that is so much a part of my life, that it became a habit long ago... But it's really difficult to know where to stop, and decide what to comment on. I've made it through Luke 12 myself, in spite of Luke's long detailed chapters. And now, in addtion to my own highlighting, I have far too many places marked, "BLOG!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of the difficulty, I'll give it a try. I've noticed a pattern in the last few chapters. See if you agree... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Luke 10:21 (meaning chapter 10 and verse 21) I found this ... "Thank you For hiding the truth from those who think themselves so wise and clever, and for revealing it to the childlike. Yes Father, it pleased you to do it this way." Jesus spoke these words to the team of disciples he sent ahead to the towns and villages he planned to visit. These guys found many villages who couldn't accept their message, and they were instructed not to worry about them, but to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, in chapter 11, verse 35 Jesus says this. "Make sure that the light you think you have is not really darkness. If you are filled with light, with no dark corners, then your whole life will be radiant, as though a floodlight is shining on you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' words seem to impart warning to his listeners. What is the danger he refers to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That things are not as they seem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He warns those who THINK they are wise and clever, that they may be missing the life's biggest truth. In fact, he suggests that those who think they  have "light" may in fact be full of darkness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it interesting that Jesus himself says there is A TRUTH. THE TRUTH. Something that is irrefutably true. Pretty amazing thing to hear in this "relevant" day and age. You can't sit in a coffee shop without hearing someone proclaim that his "truth" is true for him. (Wouldn't truth be true, period? For everyone?) Not these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems equally important to mention that we can be deceived about the condition of our own heart. Jesus wasn't talking about incandescent lights, or candle power, or watts. He was taking about soul-light. Or, perhaps you'd like to call it "soul-truth." He was saying that we humans can think we are pure and clean, even while we are dark and evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how does anyone know where they stand? I think Jesus gives us a hint. It seems that our first step might be to STOP believing that we are so wise and clever. Maybe we should, like a trusting child, ASSUME that there is more to life than we can see and feel and touch. Maybe, we should be so childlike that we are willing to ASK for help, admit our confusion, and seek some good advice about our spiritual condition. A healthy child doesn't feel foolish or incompetent when he asks for help. He just admits his need and waits for his loving parent to help. You can ask a fellow traveler for advice... Or, you can ask your Heavenly Father. He'd love to guide you to the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time for all of us to return to our youth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell, me, what have you seen in Luke's account?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-7506896717201128832?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7506896717201128832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=7506896717201128832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7506896717201128832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7506896717201128832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/not-all-is-as-it-seems.html' title='Not all is as it seems...'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-7286086672442153826</id><published>2007-05-29T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T10:06:05.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s1600-h/blogphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070030025643866546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just managed to get through Luke 6, 7 and 8. And as I read, I've been thinking about what Luke chose to include in his accounts of Jesus. I know from the book of Colossians that Luke was a physician. He's a detailed guy. An observer. A scientist. And that's the kind of narrative he makes in this book. Details. Observations. He's a "just the facts, ma'am," kind of writer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does he include? A surprising fish catch, the healing of leprosy, Jesus making friends with a tax collector, a long discussion of values, Jesus healing a slave, Jesus raising a boy from the dead, and the story of a "madman" who is made completely well again. Quite a list isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever this Jesus was, if we trust this account, he had some pretty amazing power. Raising the dead is big stuff in my book. Even in modern fiction that kind of power is out of our reach. But with this simple guy, it seems to be "business as usual."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's interesting to look at the responses of the people who observe these events. Some are overcome by fear and reverence and the book says that they "praised God." Some listened to Jesus and said, "Who does this man think he is?" Some, who had seen the most unusual things begged Jesus to go and leave them alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occurs to me that things haven't changed much have they? People are still responding to Jesus. Some instantly respond to him, and understand who he was and what he meant to accomplish. They turn immediately to God -- buying the whole story, hook line and sinker. Others mock him. 'Ah, come on. He had to be nuts!" And still others, just want to avoid him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one man, one very simple man had a different respnonse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd been considered crazy. He'd been chained and naked, alone and ostracized all his life. Then Jesus walks in. With a single command, this crazy man finds his life made completely right. At the story's end, he is dressed and in his right mind. And what is his response?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please, let me go with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not? Why would you want to stay behind? After you've been hated by your neighbors, forgotten, ridiculed, abandoned, why would you want to stay? But Jesus says this. "Stay here, and tell others what has happened to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surprise to the healed man, I'm sure. But not so surprising, if you stop to think about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For cenuries, we're still doing it. We're still talking about the things Jesus has done for us. I've been delivered from a hatred and anger that held me in chains as real as those who held the crazy man. Jesus delivered me. He blew away my anger -- like dust. And he set me free from the kind of hate that would destroy me (from the inside out). I'm still telling people about what happened. You see, like these gospel reporters, I've seen Jesus in action. And, I want to tell others about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tell me. What has Jesus done for you lately? And how have you responded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-7286086672442153826?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7286086672442153826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=7286086672442153826' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7286086672442153826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/7286086672442153826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-kind-of-man.html' title='What Kind of Man?'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s72-c/blogphoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-3779589176206991294</id><published>2007-05-26T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T10:24:54.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke tells all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bettenordberg.com "&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.bettenordberg.com " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Luke had lived today, he surely would have blogged out Jesus' story. He might have been a tabloid writer for some Hollywood rag -- except that he wrote what he knew to be the truth. In fact, he tells his audience (someone named Theophilus) that he had "carefully investigated" the story. Something most rag writers fail to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, imagine that you are a single guy working in a downtown high rise. And you spot this woman -- this god-dess, to use the venacular -- and you decide she's the one for you. How do you begin? If you're like most guys, you start by careful investigation. You observe. How does she get to work? Which floor does she work on? What company does she work for? And if you're really taken, you start asking questions. "Say, who is that tall redhead? Is she single?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can take the same approach to Jesus. In fact, I try to do it whenever I'm reading in the Bible. "Who is that guy Jesus?" "Why does he do that?" "What makes him tick?" As I read, I'm always asking questions and looking for answers. It really makes the words more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was cruising through Luke chapters 4-6, I was thinking about these same issues, asking myself questions, and I stumbled on this sentence... Jesus is answering a question, "Why do you eat with such scum?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he says, "Healthy people don't need a doctor -- sick people do. I have come to call sinners to turn from their sins, not to spend my time with those who think they are already good enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever Jesus was, he WASN'T a goody two shoes. He wasn't interested in hypocrites -- folks who thought they were pretty perfect just the way they were. In fact, he's looking for people who KNOW that they don't have it all together. Folks who understand that something deep down isn't working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, that comforts me. We live in a world where we're all supposed to love and value ourselves -- to have great self esteem. But the truth is, most of us are pretty screwed up. We don't really manage our lives all that well. We struggle with bits of greed, and anger, and selfishness. We ditch our families when the going gets tough. We honk when someone cuts in front of us. We use words that would make our mothers blush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it a breath of fresh air to say, "Yeah, I'm not so perfect, either." And isn't it a comfort to know that whoever Jesus is, he's looking for you -- imperfect as you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you see in the first six chapters of Lukes letter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-3779589176206991294?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3779589176206991294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=3779589176206991294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3779589176206991294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/3779589176206991294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/luke-tells-all.html' title='Luke tells all'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8798392953280869293.post-342840849492021189</id><published>2007-05-24T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T21:47:05.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Very Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlZqMjcROaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wO66XRGSG_A/s1600-h/IMG_2424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlZqMjcROaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wO66XRGSG_A/s320/IMG_2424.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068355194556856738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm new at this whole thing. But as i've looked around on the web, I've discovered a lot of talk "about" the Bible -- but mostly by folks who don't actually READ it. They have lots of opinions, comments, philosophies, but no actual knowledge of what is written on the pages there. So, let's go for it. I'm using a New LIving Translation (I change every few years to keep things fresh). Tell me about your favorite translation. Go ahead, begin in the book of Luke. Tell me what you see. I'll be doing about three chapters per day, and commenting a couple of times a week. Care to join me? Blessings, Bette&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8798392953280869293-342840849492021189?l=bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/342840849492021189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8798392953280869293&amp;postID=342840849492021189' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/342840849492021189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8798392953280869293/posts/default/342840849492021189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bettesjesusjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='The Very Beginning'/><author><name>Bette Nordberg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06811677341441217291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlxdcjcRObI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zCildp29Uqo/s320/blogphoto.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bdpB8W4mAn4/RlZqMjcROaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wO66XRGSG_A/s72-c/IMG_2424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
