Killer Bees

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

I watered the shrubs in the front yard last week. A rather benign task, right? One would think so. Yet, apparently the Killer Bee that attacked my leg thought otherwise.

Man.

As far as I remember from the brief glance I caught of the thing as I flicked it off my leg, it was a thin, good-sized menacing monster with black and yellow stripes. A hornet.

The only positive I saw from the encounter is when I jerked away from the hornet, its stinger detached from its body, staying in my leg.

Hopefully, that killed the bee, but if not, at least it prevented multiple stings.

I’ve been stung by various types of bees throughout my life, but this one was the granddaddy of them all.

Trying not to be over dramatic, but I endured extreme, intense pain for more than twelve hours after the sting. (Cue violins. 😉 )

Fortunately, by the next morning, the pain subsided to the mere feeling of my leg having been slammed with a baseball bat.

Repeatedly.

The venom from the sting continued to course through my body, but its manifestation was not as severe as when first attacked.

While I pondered my predicament, I realized there are other Killer Bees in our lives that have nothing at all to do with the insect variety.

These are the Killer Bees of bitterness, backstabbing, betrayal, insult, slander, gossip, lies, personal attacks, exclusion, ridicule … and these attacks hurt just as surely as that hornet hurt my leg.

It takes time to recover from the pain of these bees, and the bruises they leave take even longer to heal.

The deliberate attacks of these Killer Bees are spiteful with the intent to inflict as much pain as possible. They maliciously spread their poisonous venom through our veins. Their toxins destroy and damage the core of our being.

It doesn’t matter one bit to the attacker whether a part of them is destroyed in the process of hurting us. They believe it is all worth it to inflict pain and damage.

I’ve looked at this from the point of view of the attacked; the one suffering from the awful sting, but we should also search our soul to see if we’ve been the one to spew venom.

And if so … stop.

There are remedies to counteract the physical poison of the insect Killer Bee stings.

There are also remedies to counteract the emotional poison of the human Killer Bee stings.

Draw close to God. Seek him in his Word. Speak and listen to him through prayer.

When attacked, we need to remember God’s love for us despite whatever venom-spewing toxin attacks us.

Most importantly, we need to remember: God’s opinion of us is all that matters.

And he thinks we’re pretty special.

Any experiences with Killer Bees, insect or human, you’d care to share?

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Stop being mean, bad-tempered, and angry. Quarreling, harsh words, and dislike of others should have no place in your lives.Instead, be kind to each other, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, just as God has forgiven you because you belong to Christ. Ephesians 4:31 (TLB)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Mary Was Blessed Among Women

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Many a time I’ve tried. I really have. But I just cannot imagine what it was like to be Mary, the mother of Jesus. To be a teenager engaged to be married, and told you would become pregnant with a child that was not your intended’s? To be told by an angel, of all things.

That right there would be scary enough.

God found favor in Mary. He chose her to give birth to the long awaited, much prayed for Messiah. Savior. Deliver. Mary was blessed above all others.

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A poor girl from the village of Nazareth. A descendant of the House of David. Mary was honored above all women who ever were and ever would be. Her son’s kingdom would never end.

How can you be the mother of the child of God?

It’s difficult enough being the mother of a regular everyday garden variety child. But to raise the son of the One True Creator God?

Like I said, I just cannot imagine it.

I can’t truly understand the flood of emotions that must have coursed through Mary’s every waking, and probably sleeping, moment. Me? The vessel chosen to deliver the Messiah to the world?

I believe that in God’s omnipotent, omniscient love and grace he shielded Mary from the shadow of the cross for as long as he could.

Beyond the awesomeness of being chosen to carry Immanuel in her womb must have Bing Photosbeen the pain of telling Joseph she was pregnant.

Would he believe her? Really believe her? Fortunately, God took care of that when he sent an angel to inform Joseph of what was going on.

Then, of course there were the neighbors. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.

Did the gossip sting Mary’s heart? God took care of that too when Mary visited her cousin, Elizabeth, and Elizabeth pronounced the fact Mary held the Savior in her womb. Affirmation of who Jesus was. Who Mary was.

There were the angels. The shepherds. The wise men. Anna and Simeon in the temple.  Witnesses to the great thing the LORD God Almighty had done and would do.

God continues to use his people to accomplish his plans.

We won’t give birth to the Messiah, but like Mary if we’ve claimed Jesus as our LORD and Savior, we carry Christ inside us through the power of the Holy Spirit.

It then becomes our responsibility to praise God for the great things he has done for us through his love, mercy, and grace and share that wonder with those around us.

Do you ever wonder how Mary felt when she found out she would be the mother of the Messiah?

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Mary responded, “Oh, how my soul praises the Lord. How my spirit rejoices in God my Savior! For he took notice of his lowly servant girl, and from now on all generations will call me blessed. For the Mighty One is holy, and he has done great things for me. He shows mercy from generation to generation to all who fear him.” Luke 1:46-50 (NLT)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Ezekiel and the Valley of Dry Bones

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

The Bible story of Ezekiel and the valley of dry bones both scared and fascinated me when I first heard it as a child. The thought of Ezekiel walking around a valley full of the bones of dead people, and then watching those same dry bones turn into living human beings once more, was really more than I could comprehend.

God’s people were, as Ezekiel’s vision described them, a valley of very dry bones. They had wandered far from the God who loved them, and in their turning away were punished.

Their hopelessness felt as dry as a valley of bones. They had no life in them. As far as Ezekiel could tell, those bones were wasted and good for nothing.

But God asked Ezekiel a question. He asked if those bones could become people again. To which Ezekiel replied only God knew the answer.

God said he would make the dry bones live and breathe again. He would replace their flesh and muscles and cover them with skin. God would put breath into the bones, and they would live and know God is the Lord. God revived, restored, and made the people usable once more.

Just as God restored the house of Israel and returned his people to him, he can do the same for each of us. God cares about every one of us, and can give us new life, even when our life feels like a valley of  bones.

We may feel dried up, shriveled, and empty, but in the hand of the Creator God, there is hope.

The One who created us and knit us together in our mother’s womb is the One who can revive, restore, and make us usable once more. All it takes is for us to allow God to put his breath into our bones and acknowledge he is Lord.

How does Ezekiel’s story of dry bones coming to life make you feel?

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The power of the Lord was upon me and I was carried away by the Spirit of the Lord to a valley full of old, dry bones that were scattered everywhere across the ground. He led me around among them, and then he said to me: “Son of dust, can these bones become people again?”

I replied, “Lord, you alone know the answer to that.”

Then he told me to speak to the bones and say: “O dry bones, listen to the words of God, for the Lord God says, ‘See! I am going to make you live and breathe again! I will replace the flesh and muscles on you and cover you with skin. I will put breath into you, and you shall live and know I am the Lord.’”

So I spoke these words from God, just as he told me to; and suddenly there was a rattling noise from all across the valley, and the bones of each body came together and attached to each other as they used to be. Then, as I watched, the muscles and flesh formed over the bones, and skin covered them, but the bodies had no breath. Then he told me to call to the wind and say: “The Lord God says: Come from the four winds, O Spirit, and breathe upon these slain bodies, that they may live again.” Ezekiel 37:1-9 (TLB)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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God Gives Us More Than We Deserve

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

God gives us much more than we deserve. He is the giver of every good and perfect gift. He lavishes his love upon us. We are adopted into his family through the sacrifice of his son, Jesus. Because of that sacrifice, we have an inheritance beyond measure. We are joint heirs with Christ. A child of the King.

None of this is due to anything we have done, or who we are. It is only because of what Jesus did, and who he is. Jesus bought us with his precious blood. He paid our debt. He conquered Satan, and broke the chains of sin that bound us.

Daily Jesus stands before his father, the Righteous Judge, pleading the case of those who have accepted him as their Savior.

When we mess up one more time, and wonder how Christ could possibly continue to love us, grace and love flow from the Father’s throne and cover us.

Jesus provided a way for each of us to receive the gift of life, which is much more than we deserve, and spared us from receiving the penalty of death, which apart from him, we did deserve.

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You know that in the past you were living in a worthless way, a way passed down from the people who lived before you. But you were saved from that useless life. You were bought, not with something that ruins like gold or silver, but with the precious blood of Christ, who was like a pure and perfect lamb.1 Peter 1:18-19 (NCV)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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Put God First

by Sandy Kirby Quandt

Pilot and I recently returned from a trip exploring God’s glorious creation in New Mexico, Colorado, Utah and Arizona. Amazing. But before we went on our trip and experienced all the greatness God had in store for us, we had a list of things which needed to be done first.

RV serviced? Check. Menu planned, groceries purchased? Check. Destination mapped out, clothes packed, blog posts for the month written ahead of time? Check and double check.

With those important things taken care of first, we were free to enjoy our trip.

While a trip might not be in your foreseeable future, putting first things first probably still applies.

Cooking dinner? I’m sure a menu was planned, groceries were purchased, and supplies gathered.

Starting a new hobby? You’ve probably looked into what the hobby will entail and proceeded accordingly, taking lessons or gathering equipment.

Beginning a new job? Maybe you’ve gone on a dry-run to make sure you’ve set aside enough time to arrive on time.

What about our relationship with God? Is God first in our lives? Do we put God before everything else? When we awake each morning, is praising God our first thought, or is it something we might get around to before our head hits our pillows at night?

Do we praise God and give him the glory for all he has done in our lives, and the lives of those around us, before we come to him with our list of wants, desires, and needs? Is our desire to know God and feel his presence an ongoing quest?

Instead of coming before God and listening to what he has to say, sometimes I believe we come to God with our list of wants, and expect to check them off much like I check off my pre-trip to-do list.

God wants us to enjoy all the many good things he has for us, but to fully appreciate all his gifts and goodness, we must put him first in our lives. Seeking God’s face needs to be at the top of our to-do list, no matter what it is we set about doing.

When we put God first, we are then free to enjoy this trip we call life. Agreed?

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But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Matthew 6:33 (NIV)

I wish you well.

Sandy

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