Behind the Mask

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Honestly, there is a part of me which likes being behind the masks we have to wear these days – unfortunately due to COVID-19. I honestly feel incognito.

In fact, one day, I had on my mask, shades and a wig (the latter because my natural hair is a mess!). I rarely use the shades, but the mask helps to shield my identity – to some extent. Between that wig with bangs over my forehead AND a mask, I go about often without revealing who I am.

Yesterday, I thought of how spiritually, many people are hiding behind masks. Their true identities are not known. A person can be in the choir, an usher, a deacon, pastor, the praying old lady who sits in the same spot every week, a stalwart member of the church or a babe in Christ who sits in the back pew – it does not matter. God has called us to be honest people. We shouldn’t be “holy-art-thou” when we walk into the church building with the loudest praise and the scripture-laced prayers, but cheating on our spouses, lying to a Customs Officer when it’s time to declare what we are bringing into the country or calling in sick when we are not.

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“For God shall bring every work into judgement, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil. ” ~ Ecclesiastes 12:14.

God is not impressed with the outward appearance. We can only hide or fake our ways through for so long. He looks at the heart (1 Samuel 16:7). We are expected to be the same person outside the church service or prayer meeting as we are when we go to those walls. After all, the church is not the building – it’s the people. Our lives are sermons everyday.

“…walk worthy of the vocation wherewith ye are called.” ~ Ephesians 4:1

Growing in Christ,                                   

Hadassah

Lessons from the Rain

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To hear the rumble of thunder in the sky above and the drumming of rain against the windows was so refreshing! I looked through windows around me and the skies were dreary this morning. As I chilled on the couch, I felt a calming coolness in the air. It was definitely an overcast morning, but even in that moment when it was wet and dark, I found beauty.

It’s really been hot lately. The humidity drenching this island nation has been stifling! I remember about a year ago, my one goddaughter said, “This heat is disrespectful!” In fact, for a few years, I’ve noticed it has been feeling like summer from about April.

But despite the darkness which enveloped what may otherwise have been a bright morning, I took it all in with pleasure. The rain drops falling from the roof and splashing onto the grass and porch were music to my ears. Once the downpour had come to a crawl, I heard the beautiful singing of birds. Meantime overhead, a softer rumble of thunder, as a cool whiff of breeze flowed through the window, fanning my skin.

Then it happened. Suddenly. Just as I thought it was coming to an end, there was another steady downpour. I honestly welcomed it for the sake of the brittle, brown grass which seemingly has no life, but also because I needed this natural air conditioning system.

I was certain that at some point in the day, the sun would raise its head and its rays would return to scorching this part of the earth and its inhabitants. There is always sun after the rain.

I began to think of the people of Grand Bahama and Abaco who have literally just weathered the storm. Hurricane Dorian was torrential in every sense of the word. It was a downpour like none other. It rummaged through the islands like a drunken sailor.

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Now here comes COVID-19 with its slippery, slick self – spreading its infected wings among our people, resulting in sickness, death, joblessness and throwing us into the economic doldrums.

It’s raining my people. For some, the rain is heavier than for others. So many people are struggling, hurting…wondering how bills will be paid and how food will get on the table. You see how easy it is to have a job today and lose that job today? You see how bills can be paid in full month after month and now there be a struggle to even give a down payment?

This is the time to trust God to provide ALL of your needs (Philippians 4:19). This is the same God who provided manna from heaven in the desert (Exodus 16:12-15). This is the same God who instructed the birds to feed Elijah during a famine (1 Kings 17:1-6). During this rain, let us draw closer to God, recognizing our dependence upon Him. He is the same God yesterday, today and forever. He is not like man. He cannot lie.

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Growing in Christ,

Hadassah

 

When Last You Made a Mistake?

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Have you ever been wrong? I”m talking about embarrassingly wrong where you are ashamed to even approach the person? But of course the God in you would have it no other way.

This was me just two days ago. What made it worse was I had literally just finished praying, asking God to help me to be, “Quick to hear, slow to speak and slow to wrath” (James 1: 19). When I said egg was all over my face, look here, I wanted to bury my head in the sand!!!!

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At first, I was so shame, I couldn’t open my mouth and speak. I had to pray within my spirit, asking God to forgive me. I figured the enemy was having a field day, laughing at how I had fallen but the scripture which came to mind was, “A just man falleth seven times, and riseth up again…” (Proverbs 24:16). I won’t go into details about the situation, but I didn’t do due diligence and jumped to conclusions. I was professional in my approach, BUT I was wrong. Dead wrong. I had read wrong…made a mistake. When it was brought to my attention, I had to apologize.  I do thank God my apology was quickly accepted. I am certainly reminded of the importance of crossing all t’s and dotting all i’s – basically doing my research before I approach someone on a matter.

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So have you ever been in such a situation where you’ve made a mistake? Haven’t we all?  The important thing is to not stay in mistake mode. We could beat ourselves up to the point that we carry that weight around and it’s not worth it. We are admonished in 1 John 1:9, “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”

I must admit that the incident was humbling and showed me I still have some growing to do. Sometimes, I experience a victory and other times…defeat. In any case, I thank God that according to Psalm 138:8, He will perfect that which concerneth me. He will NOT forsake the works of His own hands. THANK YOU JESUS!

I’ve confessed to God, apologized to the person, got up, dusted myself off and am back on track. The race is not to the fastest runner, but he who endures to the end. See you at the finish line – even if you have to dive across the line! Go Shaunae!!! 🙂

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Growing in Christ,

Hadassah