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Faith-Filled Fridays-From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Friday, June 7th, 2013
Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Thanks for joining me for a break away from it all at Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power and EL pen Logo with heartwelcome to our Faith-Filled Friday series. Let’s grab our coffee and go meet the first one placed in The Hall of Faith.

Let me introduce you to Abel. What a name, huh? Before I tell you a bit about him, let’s check out what his name means because every Old Testament name has a meaning. Okay, so Abel translates to ‘hebel’ and means – Oh, my – “emptiness or vanity, something transitory and unsatisfactory.”

Well, that’s a bummer but definitely will shed some light on his story as we enter in to this Hall of Faith.

So Abel was Adam’s second son; his first one was Cain. They show up in the creation at Chapter 4:1-2a. There is no record of their childhood. In fact, from their births in verses 1 and 2a, verse 2b takes us to what their professions were. Abel was a keeper of flocks – ooh, that’s interesting. Who else do we know as keeper of flocks? There was David, one who foreshadowed the most amazing Keeper of all flocks, Christ.

Okay, so Cain was a tiller of the ground. Hmm, let’s check out what a tiller of the ground is.

Wow, these translations never cease to amaze me, tie knots in my strand of faith with all its perfection and alignment with truth. So “tiller” translates to ‘abad” which means to work as a slave, to be made to serve, to be served or worshipped.” You may be saying what does this have to do with the price of eggs, let alone faith? Well, just tuck this all in your mind because I promise, it will all make sense, and in fact, will have you tying knots in your strand of faith!

Let’s check out one more thing before I let you go. Let’s see what Cain’s name means in Hebrew. Hmm, it means “first child.” So does that mean he was a favorite?

That actually begs an answer. I know my first grandchild is not necessarily my favorite; and yet, he has a special place because he was first. Let’s finish up our time thinking about our “firsts.” Our first child, grandchild; how about the first time we came to Christ, first trial that tested our faith in Him . . .

Have a faith-filled Friday!

Evinda

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If I could have coffee with God . . . From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Tuesday, May 17th, 2011

Welcome to Coffee Hour with Chicklit Power and thanks for coming by. Today is a great day to start this series, so grab your coffee and if you have a journal, bring it. You may just get a thought or come up with something that you are thankful for, or even a question you’d like to ask God if you were to have coffee with Him. 🙂

I first started thinking about this series several months ago when two people that are very near to my heart began to get sucked into their addictions again. I was overcome with so many different emotions and I began to put them down on paper. Now that the time has come to actually blog this series, I’ve gotten a little check in my spirit about how I am to begin it. I realized if I were to really have coffee with Him first thing in the morning, I don’t think my time with Him would begin well unless I began with things I would thank Him for, so that’s how I’d like to start this series with you.

Imagine it’s first thing in the morning, and you’ve gotten yourself a cup of coffee. Now go to your favorite quiet place and get settled, and you will find Him there waiting. I’m so excited to get there that I keep spilling my coffee. 🙂

What am I gonna say? This makes me think of that song, “I can only imagine.” There’s really no need to be nervous because He knows me better than I know myself. He knows everything that runs through this mind of mine, whether the thoughts are just like a little pitter patter of a toddler running to his mommy or they’re racing like a team of wild running horses. He knows all about my hurts, whether I’ve shared them with Him or not. He also knows all of my dreams and desires, and whether I’ve surrendered them or not.

So why have coffee with Him? Part of me is wondering and I bet you are, too. Well, it’s because He longs to have that time with you and me. So let’s get comfy and be still and think about some of the things we can thank Him for in our first coffee hour with God.

Oh, Abba, I thank you so much for speaking in a voice that could not be confused with any other all those years ago in the midst of one of the most painful times of my life when it literally hurt to breathe and I truly just wanted to die.

It was the morning after my ex left and I as soon as my eyes focused on the morning, they filled up with tears and then I heard these words that I will never forget, words that I had never heard before. And after you spoke them the first time and I looked to my left and to my right to see who was there, and then I realized You were trying to comfort me and I looked up towards the heavens. I told you I didn’t want to hear from You; that I thought You had let me down because you allowed him to leave and take my heart with him, You, Father, spoke the words again, even more gently than the first time, and what amazes me is how true they’ve continued to be in my life.

Back then, I was fairly new to reading your Word, and I had a Women’s Devotional NIV Bible. I think that’s so amazing how you use all the translations, Father. Anyway, I can still quote your words of comfort from Isaiah 53, Verse 4(a): “Surely He carries all of your pain; He dries all of your tears.”

That was the beginning of our beginning, Father, and I just want to thank You for never giving up on me, even when I want to give up on myself. There are so many things to thank you for, but I really have to begin there.

So go ahead, think about one thing that you are truly thankful for, and then invite Him into your coffee hour and tell Him.

Thankfully,

Evinda