Blessed to keep His Precepts

Ps 119:56

This blessing has fallen to me, that I have kept your precepts.


Beloveds, we will never keep God's precepts in our own strength.   It is not in our DNA.   We are coveters, murderers, adulterers, idolaters, slanderers, gossipers.   You name it, we are guilty.   If you break one law, you break them all.   There is nothing our flesh will not do.   Nothing.

So, if you are keeping the precepts of God, it's a blessing.   It's a gift from God.   It's grace which you do not deserve.

My prayer is that the Fultz family and our descendants will be blessed.   Blessed to keep His precepts.

Be A Boaz

The more I read Boaz, the more fascinated I am.

To my sons:

Here is what I see in the life of Boaz:

He was kind and gentle.
He was a protector and a provider.
He walked in purity and integrity.
He played his part in redeeming God's people.


Take time to read chapters 2-4. Write out your observations regarding his life. He truly was a type of Christ.

I pray for you, my sons, that you will be as Boaz. His name means strong. He was strong, but he was also tender. May you study him and seek to imitate his life.

I love you!
Mom

Judge Not, Lest You Be Judged

Judge Not, Lest You Be Judged


When God says: judge not, lest you be judged! He means it!

Recently, I had a funny phone conversation with a friend! It seems we (my friend and I) are living everything we ever judged in someone else.

We were laughing, only to keep from crying. It’s a truth we didn’t take seriously. We didn’t fear God.

Beloveds, beware of judging. The root is pride. The results are painful. When you are tempted to judge or see yourself as superior, repent every time.

Learn benevolence towards others. Your good times today may be bad tomorrow. And their bad times today may be good tomorrow.

Judge Not. You do not know what your future holds.

Obstacle Course

In Ps 18:29, David says:

For by You, I can run upon a troop
And by My God, I can leap over a wall.

I like this analogy. Run upon a troop? I’m too scared. Leap over a wall? I’m too weak. Only by God’s grace, could I do either.

LIfe is like an obstacle course. Rarely are there long stretches of smooth, lush terrain. In contrast, we face one hurdle after another. And the only way to move forward is to embrace each challenge as it comes. The righteous are as bold as a lion.

Three things to remember:
See each challenge as God ordained.
See yourself as too weak and too wimpy for the task.
Turn to Him and depend on His strength and abilities, not yours.

In the end, He gets the glory.
Beloveds, embrace the obstacles God has for you. And with every obstacle, pray for God’s glory to be on display.

What obstacles are you facing?
List them. Sometimes there are more than one!
What are some additional scriptures to help you?

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Today’s Yearning


Beloveds, today’s yearning is for our faithfulness. Not just ours, but also for the generations to come.

One day, I will depart to my heavenly home, and this is my hope. As each of you arrive in heaven, I will see God saying:

Well done, my good and faithful servant.


This picture makes me cry. I yearn for this.
No matter your lot in life, be faithful. Times will get tough. Following Christ is not the easy road, but He is with you. And He will help you.

I look forward to our heavenly reunion. What a day of rejoicing that will be! Until then, be faithful. Faithful unto death.

The Little Drummer Boy

As I pray for church tomorrow, a song keeps playing through my head. The Little Drummer Boy.

A boy with nothing to bring the King, yet he went to worship Him anyway. All he had was his drum, so he played for Him.
In turn, the King smiled at him.

What a beautiful picture of a humble heart. We must go to church in humility, realizing that we are poor and needy, unfit for a King, yet offering all we have.

Beloveds, although your gifts seem meager, use what you have. Do your best for him. And just like He smiled at the little drummer boy, He will smile at you.

Little Drummer Boy by Katherine K. Davis, Henry Onorati and Harry Simeone in 1958.

Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum 

A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum 

Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum 

To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum, 
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum,
 

So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum, 
When we come. 



Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum
 
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum 

I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum 

That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum, 

rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, 



Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum, 

On my drum? 


Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum
 The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum 

I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum
 I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
 
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, 



Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum
 
Me and my drum. 


Our First Twelve Months

Beloveds, this week is our 18th wedding anniversary.

I just want to share a few things from our first 12 months. We were 31. Very different. Very set in our ways, but loved God.

Contrary to counsel, I didn’t work. Instead, we went door to door doing evangelism, led Bible Studies, did a VBS in our driveway, ministered to the neighborhood kids, helped start two churches, and saw one Muslim man get saved.

Our house was ugly, but I decorated it anyway. I made green, pink, and blue curtains. Our comforter was Florida looking, yellow and blue. We bought all our furniture second hand, second hand. When we finished, I loved it.

Fun and funny things I remember:
Surfing in the swimming pool (Dad did anyway!)
The thump in the night
Wet clothes draped across clothes lines in our living room
Bruce (our red neck neighbor)
“The weird wobbers”
Red hair
Aleem, Alia, and Fred, (our neighborhood children)
Watching Muslims do their salats in our neighbor’s living room, facing our house.
Our first meal in a restaurant, six months after we married! Someone else paid.
On the evening of our one year anniversary, eating seafood at a breezy restaurant on the beach.


I cherish these memories! Not much money, but lots of fun.

I also cherish your Dad. He has never wanted me to work, just be by his side. He has never wanted me to worry about money. He bears the responsibility. HIs trust is in God, not himself. Through the good times and the bad times, he is immovable. He says he’s not patient, but he is (with me anyway!) He was a rock then, and he’s a rock now.

A marriage with great memories attached are a gift from God. I pray God will give you that same gift. Until He does, I encourage you to pray and prepare for a spouse, now. It’s work, but it’s well worth it!