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BLOGWORDS – Sunday 11 June 2017 – FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – GOOD FATHER

FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – GOOD FATHER

 

So many directions I could go with this post—so many directions rambling through my mind. But it’s a 1000-ish word blog post, not a dissertation on fatherhood.

 

Let me start by saying I love my dad. He was fun and funny, insanely brilliant, and he took care of us. He is lost now, somewhere in the cobwebs of depression.

 

My dad suffered lack of confidence, something I am all too familiar with. My mom ruled our house, her wish was his command. And I didn’t realize how dysfunctional we were til years later.

 

I only mention this because it skewed my idea of what a father is. For all my dad’s wonderful qualities, there were some significant gaps.

 

This distorted mentality led me into a marriage that was just as skewed. And after my divorce, the role of father was thrust upon me. (I know some who would argue that a mother cannot fill a father’s role, and they’re right. I also know some who would argue that a woman can never claim the role of father. I didn’t claim it, it was dumped on me.)

 

Back on point. God is a good father. He is the example for all fathers everywhere. He gives good gifts. He blesses us with favor and surprises. He wants the best for us—He GAVE the best for us, His own Son. Because He wants relationship with us.

 

Abba is a father who sees us in every moment, and meets us where we’re at. He hears our every whisper, and heartbeat. He sees our every tear. And He knows the cry of our heart, even when we can’t express it.

 

Two years ago there was a trip I wanted very much to take—Colorado for my high school reunion. Fourteen hundred miles. In my circumstances, it was impossible. But as the months went by, I began to feel like I’d go. No clue how this was gonna happen, but the growing assurance that I’d be there grew. And it seemed a way was made. A friend offered to let me stay in their spare bedroom. Here’s the crazy part. Another friend paid my way. I paid $0.00, zero, for this trip, even spending money was not out of my pocket.

What’s that got to do with God? Because He’s my father and He gives good gifts. I wanted that trip and He made a way—just because I wanted it.

 

That’s the God I serve. That’s the example of a good father.

 

And to all the dads out there who step up, hats off to you.

 

Happy Father’s Day.

 

#Blogwords, Front Porch Fellowship, #FPF, Sunday Devotion, Fathers, Good Father

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BLOGWORDS – Sunday 4 June 2017 – FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – BEING CHURCH

FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – BEING CHURCH

 

My debut of this feature last August was entitled, “Why This Title.” And the simple answer is because sometimes you can’t make it to church.

 

https://robinsnest212.wordpress.com/2016/08/07/blogwords-sunday-7-august-2016-front-porch-fellowship-why-this-title/

 

Then I asked what is church. Because “church” isn’t a building, gilded or plain. It’s the people, the Body of Christ being, well, His body. His hands and feet.

And today, my best friend is being that for me. (Actually so is another friend (more than one, even) and that’s Kingdom economy but that’s beyond the scope of today’s post.)

I need to get to Atlanta. Here’s the kicker—I don’t have a car. And ATL is 160 miles away. You see the problem. Long story but rental car is not an option. Which leaves me to ask someone to take me.

And this is where being church comes in. My best friend is taking me. And we’re skipping church to do it. GASP

But really we’re not. We’re being church. Yes, me too. Because the body of Christ is both giving and  receiving. Father doesn’t ask us to give and not receive. He asks us to be open to receive. He asks us to listen.

How else well we know when to give and when to let someone else act? How else will we know when to speak and when to remain silent? To go and when to wait?

Father gave me a word for 2017:

But how would I know that if I didn’t listen? If I didn’t hear his still small voice?

 

So yes, as some of you read this, I’ll be on the road with my best friend having church in the car. Think Laverne and Shirley. Thelma and Louise minus the dying part at the end.  

Two friends on a three hour road trip together. Laughter is worship. (Did you know that?) Sharing life with loved one is worship.

And driving your friend 160 miles on a Sunday afternoon, yeah, that’s worship too.

 

 

 

#Blogwords, Front Porch Fellowship, #FPF, Sunday Devotion, Being Church, Ekklesia, 1 Kings 19: 11-12, EXPECTATION, Road Trip, Laverne and Shirley, Thelma and Louise

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BLOGWORDS – Sunday 5 March 2017 – FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – THE MASTER POTTER

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FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – THE MASTER POTTER

This week I borrow a prophetic word I read Friday on Facebook.

reposting because my friend and master potter, Nolan Windholtz, whose gorgeous pieces I share here, is leaving for ten week mission trip to Eastern Europe this week. If you are interested in donating to his trip, here is the link:

https://www.gofundme.com/nolans-potters-house-ministry-2017?viewupdates=1&rcid=r01-14955816037-bbd874e5e3334285&utm_source=internal&utm_medium=email&utm_content=body_photo&utm_campaign=upd_n

 

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THE MASTER POTTER
by Elaine Tavolacci

The Holy Spirit showed me a lump of clay on a potter’s wheel. The potter began to spin the wheel as he molded and shaped the piece of clay as he formed it.

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When making pottery on a potter’s wheel, the clay has to first be centered, then water is applied before the potter begins his creation. The potter then shapes the clay into the image that he desires. There are different wheels used to create different vessels. The Lord has designed each one of us in a distinct way with a specific calling. Each person is created for a unique purpose and plan.

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The Lord told Jeremiah to go down to the Potters house to give him a prophetic illustration. When he went, he had seen the potter making something at the wheel. The clay vessel that the potter had made was marred in his hands; so he made it again into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to make.

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Many people don’t understand the process of the potter’s wheel. The potter’s wheel is not to judge us or punish us, but it is to form us into the masterpiece that Jesus has created us to be.

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The Lord says; just as the potter designs each clay pot into different shapes and sizes, I have designed and created every individual. Every person has been born with a unique purpose and plan. Each of you have been strategically designed for a particular purpose, and I will work with each of you in a specific way.

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Do not fear the potter’s wheel and do not refuse it, for this is My workmanship. This is the place where I am molding you and conforming you into My image. This is the place where all impurities and defilement will be destroyed and all bruises and blemishes will be erased.

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This is the place where the rough edges will be smooth out, broken vessels will be restored and old mindsets will be dismantled. Afflictions, traumas and misfortunes from the past will be removed, and dreams will be birth and brought forth.

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This is the place where your mind will be renewed and you will learn to walk in integrity and maturity. This place is necessary for your spiritual growth to bring forth the gifts that I have placed on the inside of you.

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Do not refuse the work on the potters wheel but allow Me to transform you as I shape your life and destiny. Trust Me when the process seems too difficult. Don’t say that this is an uncomfortable place, but know that it is for your benefit and it is necessary to bring you in to the fulfillment of My plans. Do not resist the work that I am doing on the inside of you, but allow Me to accomplish My perfect will through you.

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Allow Me to work with you and fashion you into My image. I Am the master potter and as you allow Me, I will design your life so that you will become all that I have created you to be. You will become a glorious vessel of honor, and others will see the brilliance of the transformed life that I am creating in you. I desire to make something beautiful out of your life as you allow Me to work in you and through you says the Lord.

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www.awordinseason.info
www.TheVoiceOfProphecy.com
www.TheVoiceOfBreakthrough.com

 

 

#Blogwords, Front Porch Fellowship, #FPF, Sunday Devotion, The Master Potter, Laurie Roars, Elaine Tavolacci, Round Tree Pottery, Nolan Windholtz, Isaiah 61:3, Ecclesiastes 3:11, Isaiah 29:16, Isaiah 64:8, Jeremiah 18:1-4

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BLOGWORDS – Sunday 21 May 2017 – FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – A GOOD WORK

FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – A GOOD WORK

 

Woke up to a lovely text from my friend this morning.

Before I was awake even.

 

What a powerful thing, to know that my friend is not only thinking of me but is praying for me even as I’m sleeping. And in this season, when things have been languishing so badly, I know Father will see me through to complete it.  All of it. Because He set me to it.

 

My writing? Yes, but not just. He began a work in me to make me who He designed and created me to be.

I am not an incomplete leftover or reject. I am a work in progress. And Father places his brush strokes with great care, He selects only the finest clay and spins the wheel just so, He chooses the word or phrase that conveys the essence simply and eloquently.

And with every brush stroke or spin or word, He is drawing me closer to Him, to His image.

And when stuff of the day threatened to overtake me, it did not because I know Holy Spirit is faithful to complete what He has begun. And the world isn’t my standard, He is. His character, His nature, His heart. And I am transformed, I am renewed.

 

I am His, and I rest in Him.

 

 

 

#Blogwords, Front Porch Fellowship, #FPF, Sunday Devotion, A Good Work, Philippians 1:3, Ephesians 2:10, Genesis 1:27, Romans 12:2, Transformed, Renewed

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BLOGWORDS – Sunday 14 May 2017 – FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – WHY I’M A MOTHER

FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – WHY I’M A MOTHER

 

25 November 1978, 1:37 in the afternoon. The moment that changed my life forever, the moment I became a mother. The moment my first born breathed his first breath. Douglas Harper McClinton, II, my ginger boy, my studious pensive one, you feel deeply and love generously.

8 August 1980, 8:09 P.M. My delight doubled, two fledglings in my nest, two boys in my arms and my heart. Russell William McClinton, my tow-headed one, my comic, my tender hearted boy, you make me smile and always think of others first.

14 September 1982, 2:20 in the middle of the night. My girl, the third strand in the cord of my heart strings. Margaret Andrea McClinton, your white blond pigtails, your infectious smile, my silly loves everybody and everything, tender heart for kids everywhere girl.

 

I always wanted to be a mommie, always thought I wanted a house full of kids, thought I’d have more when I got remarried. But ya know what? Father gave me the three kids He picked for me. He gave me the perfect kids for me because—and this blew my mind when He whispered to me just now—I’m the perfect mom for them. I’m who they need in their lives and they’re who I need in my life. For all the “honorary kids” I’ve had, Father gave me these three. And they’re what I need, they’re who I need. They’re my heart and my everything.

 

Happy Mother’s Day to all moms everywhere.

 

#Blogwords, Front Porch Fellowship, #FPF, Sunday Devotion, Why I’m a Mother, Doug, Russell, Maggie

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BLOGWORDS – Sunday 7 May 2017 – FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – NEW THING (repost)

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FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – NEW THING

 

It’s been a difficult week for me. I’ve been teetering on a decision I needed to make but it was not a pleasant choice. I addressed the issues (involving another person) and sadly, got the answer I expected.

 

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When you get words like that, it’s never easy. But it had to be done. I did all I could to maintain the connection. Doing so freed me to shake the dust from my feet and walk away with a clear conscience.

 

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Yesterday, after doing all that was in my ability to do, my decision was made.

And lo, a great weight was lifted from me. A weight I hadn’t realized I was bearing. A freedom settled in my spirit.

And the topic for today’s post was clear—Behold, I am doing a new thing.

 

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Father spoke it to me as I drifted to sleep last night. I awoke today (Saturday as I write this) with a renewed sense of excitement and expectation. That’s my Word for 2017, after all.

 

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My season of waiting, long agonized waiting, years of waiting—is over. Promises are being fulfilled. I’ve felt tangled in a spider web and it’s now dropped away. I am free to fly.

 

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Behold, I will do a new thing,
Now it shall spring forth;
Shall you not know it?
I will even make a road in the wilderness
And rivers in the desert.

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I’m ready for a new thing, aren’t you?

 

#Blogwords, Front Porch Fellowship, #FPF, Sunday Devotion, New Thing, Isaiah 43:19, Expectation, Freedom, Flying, Rivers in the Desert

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BLOGWORDS – Sunday 30 April 2017 – FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – WISDOM – IT’S GOOD TO BE INDIE

FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – WISDOM – IT’S GOOD TO BE INDIE

 

The best laid plans of mice and men…

 

It’s called fellowship for a reason. It’s a relationship. It’s a connection, communication. Obedience is not just following a set of rules, or list of ingredients in a recipe. A sacred formula.

Relationships aren’t like that. Relationships ebb and flow, they expand and contract. Like breathing. Like the ocean.

They grow.

 

And we grow in a relationship by listening. Talking and sharing. And listening.

Without it, without listening, we cannot truly know another person, their heart, their soul. Without it, we cannot know the will of Father.

 

Oh, but when we do… When we listen, and hear Him, hear His voice, know His heart… It is music so sweet.

And when we’re in communion with one another, with Father, we can trust that our choices and decisions are in line with His, with each other.

But there are those times, those moments, we charge on ahead without counsel or instruction. And sometimes that can turn into disaster.

But sometimes… Sometimes those little inklings turn into gold. Sometimes those random moments beget unexpected advantage. Sometimes, those unexpected twists are wisdom in disguise.

And when we’ve made a decision that seems like it didn’t bring the results we thought, well, perhaps, it brings a better result than we imagined. Because maybe—maybe—Father God knew something we, well, I didn’t know. Because He knew I needed that down time, this past month of April to catch up.

But not my writing, not exactly. To catch up on me. On focus.

 

But it turns out, cutting back didn’t really afford me |all the time| I had anticipated for writing. Turns out, |all the time| actually stalled my Muse. No, no my Muse doesn’t stall out. My creativity is what stalled out because I was (and this is POW between my eyes) turning to myself to get the thing done. I unplugged from Him. And in unplugging from my Muse, from Holy Spirit, my creativity deflated.

I thought my plan was a good one. I thought if I put aside some of my other writing, namely interviews on the blog, that I’d have oh-so-much more time to devote to writing my stories. It was a good plan, it made good sense.

But what happened instead, was nothing happened. Or at least not what I had hoped would happen. The 50K I thought I’d write—I didn’t. At this writing (Friday night) I’ve just tipped 20K.

The best laid plans…

But Father knows. He always knows. He took my little plan and made something better out of it.

And the “good to be Indie?” I made an executive decision to push back my release dates! Because I can do that. Because I’m Indie… Because that’s what Father would have said if I’d stopped to listen in the first place.

 

And since I’ve done that, since I’m listening, I’m rockin-n- rollin the writing—both the blog AND the story.

Because that’s what communion is about. That’s what communication does. That’s what happens in relationship.

 

And that’s wisdom.

 

#Blogwords, Front Porch Fellowship, #FPF, Sunday Devotion, Wisdom, It’s Good to be Indie, Best Laid Plans, Wisdom, Relationship, Listening, Muse

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