I made haste, and delayed not to keep thy commandments.
Psalm 119:60 KJV


“You’d better stop staring at that game; you’re going to make yourself sick,” I told my youngest on the short drive to a restaurant. My four children struggle with motion sickness to varying degrees.


“I’m okay; I want to beat this level,” Jessica explained about the hand-held device.


Minutes later when we pulled into the parking lot, I took one look at Jessica’s pallor and hand slowly rising to her mouth and said, “Get out of the car! Get out of the car! Get out of the car!”

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by Katy Kauffman


The question is an inviting one, when it comes from God the Son. It’s a question that Jesus asked two of His disciples—What do you want Me to do for you? (Mark 10:36 NKJV*). They had no trouble answering—Grant us that we may sit, one on Your right hand and the other on Your left, in Your glory (Mark 10:37).


There’s bold, and then there’s out of line. Can you imagine someone asking that of Jesus, especially a disciple? But Jesus didn’t scold them. He asked them if they would be willing to suffer as He would have to suffer. He knew they would be persecuted for His sake, but to grant their request was something only the Father could do (Matthew 20:23).


If Jesus came to you with that question—“What do you want Me to do for you?”—what would you tell Him? What secret dreams do you have? What desperate need?

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My feet crunched on the rocky path that wound through the valley as I contemplated the mysterious embrace of a dense fog; and that’s when it happened—I fell into a pit. It wasn’t a pretty fall either; it was a face first nose dive into a deep, dark hole filled with all sorts of creepy-crawlies that wanted to eat me alive.


I stumbled to my feet and assessed the situation. I tried to remember those glorious days spent at the top of the mountain, but the effort was like trying to capture the fog between my fingers. Was I really on the mountaintop just a few short weeks ago? Maybe, like the fog, it was a dream or a deception. 


Was the fog there for me to enjoy its beauty or was it there to blind me to the pit? Is it foe or friend? I’m not sure, but I know this pit is the last place I want to be, and the fog brought me here. 


 

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The Scrapbooked Bible Study: A Blog by Katy Kauffman

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An editor for Refresh Bible Study Magazine, Katy Kauffman is also a Bible study author who loves to write about the treasures of Scripture. Her Bible studies focus on winning life's spiritual battles, and her blog shares snippets of "scrapbooked" encouragement. Learn more about The Scrapbooked Bible Study, and follow Katy's blog to receive weekly posts. 

 

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