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Sunday, April 1, 2012

iEmbrace




April/2012
iPray eVotionals
Greetings,

The gun sounds as the race begins. iPray eVotionals exhorts the runners on the path of a prayerful lifestyle.  It's the glass of water held out around each month's turn.  It's for the runner who can use a quick and easy quench in order to finish strong. 





It’s April.  It’s spring. It’s time to embrace...
His existence
His presence
His life



iEmbrace His Existence
Embracing that God exists means pausing to pray.

A friend of mine's husband is a Lt. Colonel in the USA Military's Air Force.  He was away last month, training for his deployment taking place in June 2012.  After a long morning He went to lunch with a fellow Lt. Colonel and the Wing Commander that will be serving along side him throughout the coming year.  My friend's husband received his food first.  Out of habit he paused to pray for his food.  He then went on with the conversation with his colleges. One by one they received their food and each of them paused to pray.  An unspoken acknowledgment was made: GOD EXSITS in my life and I'm not ashamed to PAUSE TO PRAY.

Later that evening the same three men went to dinner.  This time the Wing Commander suggested that instead of one by one pausing to pray on their own, that they all pause to pray together before they eat.  And they did.

If my friend's husband had not paused to pray, he may not have ever had the gift of knowing that he was sitting with men that believed that God exists as he did.  Three men could have sat there keeping their faith private and hidden and missed the opportunity to pray together as well as knowing that they will be serving with fellow men with a common bond of faith.  What a comfort it was to know that as they all were serving their country together, they were also serving God together.  Even before they will meet up again for their year of deployment, they have already prayed together.

Why keep our faith private and hidden if we believe that God exists?  Does he only exist in our minds?  How often are we ashamed, self conscious or just publicly ignore that we pray to God who exists?

Far too often we only pray in church, at prayer groups or in private places.  But God tells us to pray without ceasing.  If we embrace that He exists then pausing to pray becomes a habit.  How could it NOT flow out of our lives and present opportunities to connect with others?

On March 21, 2012's American Idol episode, Colton Dixon paused at the piano before he started his song.  After he was done Ryan Seacrest recognized that he had taken a moment before he started to sing, "What were you doing right before you started playing?" He asked.  Colton said that he had paused to pray.

Colton said this in front of millions of people.  And yet in front of a few friends I am guilty of keeping my faith to my self.  A few weeks ago my family sat down to eat with another family at a restaurant.  The food came as we conversed. 

For half a second my old habitual thoughts flooded my brain, "This family probably does not pause to pray... think about who you are with and who is around you... what might they think of you... will their view of you change if you pause to pray... people have opinions... why do you want to interrupt the flow of conversation... how rude... others in the restaurant might look over at you... why draw unwanted attention to yourself and your friends..."

In an instant the countless times of shamelessly and joyfully praying at dinner time (at home, restaurants or where ever) didn't matter at all.  After all the years of crating a beautiful habit to pause to pray before we eat, I let the moment slip by.  Will I ever see 90% of the people in that restaurant again in my life?  Really, what was I so afraid of?  My existence slipped under the radar means God's existence was under the radar as well.  Is that really my heart's desire?  I ask God to make me a vessel and then promptly deny his existence.  Why do I care if they think anything negative about me because I believe God exists and choose to pray to Him before I eat?  I should care about the one that might be encouraged by the sight.  And why would our friends care at all... they are our friends!
My daughter Shirin came over and whispered in my husband, Farhad's ear, "We forgot to pray, can we pray together?"  So they did quietly, politely not interrupting the conversation.  I noticed them talking quietly so I asked what they were doing when they were done.  He told me they had prayed.  I felt the shame.  This time it was not from what people might think, it was the shame of not pausing to pray, not living my faith out publicly, ignoring that God exists.  I asked the family if they mind if we paused to pray together and of course they thought it was a fine idea.  Shirin led our prayer beautifully.

A while back our family ate dinner at The Ranch.  They serve the BEST burgers I have ever had in my life.  Everything (including the buns) are "home" made. (See for yourself: http://theranchwestlake.com/menu.php)  Yum... just thinking about the Duimo Inferno makes my mouth water.  Before our teeth sank into burger bliss we paused to pray.  It's easy to shout out some gratitude for good tasting grub!   After our prayer the owner came up to us and said, "Thank you so much for praying in my restaurant!  God Bless You!"

Is talking to our God less important than what others might think or something to be ashamed of?  If we believe God exists then why act like we don't by staying silent at His spirit's prompting?  It's not simply about being a good listener, having good thoughts or displaying a nice attitude.  It's also about living like He exists.

You are a praying person, embrace it.  Live it.  Love it.  Don't let the enemy's lies about it deter you from pausing to pray.  iEmbrace God's existence by pausing to pray! 



iEmbrace His Presence
Embracing God's Presence means living like he is right by your side.

In our small group Bible study we have been talking about what it means to "walk across the room", out of our comfort zone and into the lives of others.  The point was made that as we embrace others in real ways God’s presence in our lives will become real as well.  That God will provide spirit-led opportunities to share about the hope we have in Christ.  
Meet my introvert friend Richard Jung!  Two weeks ago he shared a time he could feel God's spirit prompting him to embrace God’s presence and His strength in order to give a women a real example of God’s presence.  He was a good listener while God's sprit urged him to speak up.  Even the shyest of people can find the boldness to openly embrace God’s presence.  I’ll let Richard speak for himself...
Click Here:  Shy Guys Can Be Bold
Richard is not the only one who needs to rely on God's strength.  I can relate all to well...

March 23, 2012
This morning I woke up with achy muscles, pounding head, sore ears and a flaming throat.  As the kids ate breakfast they noticed I was not at my best.  My son Frederick turned to my daughter Shirin and said, "Let's pray for mom right now, OK?"  

Shirin agreed and led him in a beautiful prayer, pleading that their mom would feel better really soon.  She ended the prayer with these words, "Please help her feel better really soon so that she can look at me, smile at me and like what I say like she usually does."

I heard them praying from the kitchen so I walked in and joined in the prayer.  When she ended the prayer I said, "A-man!"  The sound of my voice startled them both since they were unaware I had walked over to agree with them in prayer.

On our way to school I always pray for them.  This morning I was just trying to fulfill my obligation to get them dropped off so that I could get home to rest.  (Yes, writing is a type of rest).  Shirin spoke up, "Mom, pray for me!"  Of course!  I jumped right in, thanking God that I had children that would pray for me when I don't feel so good.  I also asked God to go before them as they walked onto their school campus.  That they will call on God in their times of need and that they will be a blessing to their friends and their teachers.

After the prayer Frederick asked me why I always asked for God to be with them as they walk onto their school campus.

Distracted by my pain-filled muscles I took it upon myself to perform the well rehearsed right answer which ended up being a long drawn out monologue.

As I explained why I pray for them each morning I felt like I was relying on my own strength and reasoning for the answer.  Making a simple question into much more than it needed to be.  When I was done all Frederick could say was, "Oh, OK."

Only moments before Frederick's first response to me not feeling good was to talk to God about it.  Not an ounce of hesitation because He knew that God was right there.  On the way to school Shirin's first response to start her school day was to pray, knowing He was right there with open ears.  Maybe my response would have been simpler if I had taken a moment to recognize God's presence and yield to what He might have had me say.  And maybe it would have been as simple as, "So that you can continue to embrace God's presence in your life, as you already do."
I felt like one of the adults on the cartoon Charlie Brown,  "Wah wah waaaaah wah,"  while my kids spoke of God's presence loud and clear by embracing his presence without hesitation when they prayed.


iEmbrace His Life
 iEmbrace His life when I accept Jesus as my Savior.

This month we celebrate Easter.  Most will observe the holiday by attending a church service and maybe running home to hide some eggs and eat candy.  

The word Observe as a verb is defined this way: 

OBSERVE

1) notice or perceive (something) and register it as being significant : [with clause ] young people observe that decisions are made by others.
* watch (someone or something) carefully and attentively : Rob stood in the hallway, where he could observe the happenings on the street.
* take note of or detect (something) in the course of a scientific study : the behavior observed in groups of chimpanzees.
* [ reporting verb ] make a remark or comment : [with direct speech ] "It's chilly," she observed | [with clause ] a stockbroker once observed that dealers live and work in hell.

2) fulfill or comply with (a social, legal, ethical, or religious obligation) : a tribunal must observe the principles of natural justice.
* (usu. be observed) maintain (silence) in compliance with a rule or custom, or temporarily as a mark of respect : a minute's silence will be observed.
* perform or take part in (a rite or ceremony) : relations gather to observe the funeral rites.
* celebrate or acknowledge (an anniversary) : many observed the one-year anniversary of the flood.

Nothing wrong with the word observe.  But doesn't it seem a bit stand offish?  Believing that Jesus of the Bible is real, that He is what He claimed to be and accepting His spirit to work in our lives is not stand offish at all.  It's all about embracing.  Now theres a more appropriate word.  Embrace!
The word Embrace as a verb is defines this way: 
  1. he embraced her warmly: hug, take/hold in one's arms, hold, cuddle, clasp to one's bosom, clasp, squeeze, clutch; caress; enfold, enclasp, encircle, envelop, entwine oneself around; informal canoodle, clinch. 
  2. most states have embraced the concept: welcome, welcome with open arms, accept, take up, take to one's heart, adopt; espouse, support, back, champion. 
  3. the faculty embraces a wide range of departments: include, take in, comprise, contain, incorporate, encompass, cover, involve, embody, subsume, comprehend.

Ok, now we're talking!  That is more like stand INish.  But what does it mean to embrace His life?  Embracing Jesus is one thing, but embracing his life that included death on a cross?  THAT is the Easter story, but it can seem a bit morbid.

Well yes, Jesus did die on a cross.  But he faced the cross for our good, embracing all our guilt and shame.  What's more, he did not stay dead.  God showed His power over eternal condemnation and death through Jesus Christ on the very first Easter morning when He resurrected to life.  His life did not end at the cross... He continued to speak truth to hundreds of people until he ascended into Heaven.  By the way, he did not die at that time... Jesus is still alive.  We embrace a living God!

Observing this truth is one thing.  But embracing it is our recognition that we are in need of a savior.  We are imperfect but God takes our imperfections and transforms those who put their hope and trust in Him.  In order to put our hope and trust in Him we have to believe He is the promised Messiah.  We have to believe that the cross was necessary.

Check out all the prophecies that Jesus fulfilled as God's promised Messiah...

We also have to believe that the cross was necessary.  I love how an article on the site Answering Islam answers the question, "Why was it necessary for Jesus to die on the cross?"
Embracing His life is opposite of the stand offish observation of Easter.  It's the stand INish of the truth of who Jesus is.  Embracing Him as our promised Lord and Savior, inviting His spirit to live in our hearts and experiencing His love which embraces us in ways far beyond our comprehension.  That is what it means to Embrace the truth of Easter rather than just observing it.

Steve Green sings a song called "Embrace the Cross".  Here are some of the lyrics:

Embrace the love
The cross requires
Cling to the one
Whose heart knew every pain
Receive from Jesus
Fountains of compassion
Only He can fashion
Your heart to move as His

Here is a link to that song which includes the lyrics:
Embrace The Cross:

The best prayer ever made is one that embraces new life through Christ Jesus.

You are His special one.
He wants you to embrace all of Him.
His Existence, His Presence and His Life.

I'll leave you with an Easter Poem of sorts.  I wrote it as God's spirit prompted me, far be it for me to walk away without sharing it with you.  iPray it will bless you today, and give you hope in what it means to embrace God in your life:

Discovering Little One poem:

All for Him,


MICHELLE FOZOUNMAYEH
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Monday, January 30, 2012

Wide Long High and Deep

He came from heaven 
To tour earth below
Humbled in form
His love to show


First in His word
Then in His deed  
Greater love has no other
He was willing to bleed


He laid down His life
In the most sorrowful death
Not a common suffering
For ALL in earth's nest


On behalf of ALL
Not only family and friends
On behalf of ALL
Even those who reprimand


Jesus defeated the dark
He did not stay dead
Rose up 3 days after
Just as He had said


In this single act
Scriptures were unveiled
Truths never realized
Stench of death just bailed


If we could bottle it up
All of earth's love and trust
It would still not compare
To God's love in Jesus


His love sacrifice
Was His invitation
To an eternal inheritance
Through reconciliation


Can't measure it Wide 
Love that's too Long
Up over what's High
Love Deeper and strong 


Michelle Fozounmayeh
1-29-2012


Scripture Reference:
John 15:13 
Ephesians 3:18
Philippians 2:8
Luke 24:25-27

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Discovering Little One

Discovering Little One
She’s a special one
Worth the find
Placed by the base of a hedge
Protected until her time
“Listen up little one
You hold that treasure tight
It’s going to take a special seeker
To find your shinning light
"The first wont appreciate
The second will over look
The third will quickly loose patience
The forth holds a bitter root
"But one will take the time 
Thoughtful in His search
Turning over every stone
I have not left you in a lurch
"Trust me my Little One
You want to wait for Him
He’ll hold you up high
Look at your heart and grin”
The whistle rang out
Kids ran every which way
The first stomped next to little one
Dirt covered her that day
The first grabbed an egg
That was vibrant and in plain view
Tossed it in a basket
With hungry eyes she splashed dew
Hidden but not lost
While the other eggs were found
Little one was stuck in the mud
Buried in the ground
The second saw little one
But he didn’t think her an egg
Probably nothing good in there
He moved on with a twist of his leg
Who will take their time?
Most scrambled on by
If the treasure is too much trouble
Just leave her where she lie
The third picked little one up
Annoyed with her dirt and grime
Then her shell was too hard to open
“I’m done with her kind!”
Tossed away she fell back
To the very same spot
Maybe she was better not found
Protected just to rot
The fourth lashed out
A thorn made him bleed
“Why should I pick you up
If I get hurt while I reach?”
Hidden in this space
Told to trust, rely
But it’s so hard
When a little one cries
Sounds start to fade
The kids have gone to a feast
Eating up what they have gathered
Little one seems like the least
The hunt for eggs was over
Others had their day in the light
But little one remained
All through the night
The hedge of protection
Surrounded her very soul
Little one had to trust
That God had a goal
Not at all forgotten
The finder had to be tall
To see God’s perspective
And recognize His call
She needed time too
While the brush was secure
He couldn’t come too soon
Inside little one matured
The leaves started to rustle
A face peered through
His eyes lit up
His smile grew
An egg!  An egg!
What a wonderful find
The color was perfect
After all this time
“Out of the box perfect
No other will do
Who can ever compare
To the jewel I’ve found in you
“I believe in you Little One”
Is all He had to say
Inside the shell
New life gave way
He gently opened her up
And gasped at the sight
She held a true treasure
To His joyful delight

He had found Little One
Held her up high
Golden feathers in the daylight
Wings ready to fly
Kids gazed in amazement
Was this what was missed
“I’d give all my eggs back
For that sparkle, that bliss”
Breathing in air
Discovered at last
Little One’s heart took flight
The past was the past
His promises were true
She soared with the wind
God’s spirit around her
A new story begins
Michelle Fozounmayeh
1-24-2012

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Saint Sadie

I’m in front of her writing
Hands I lick while they’re typing
Personal space, what’s that?
I’m just a curious cat!
Meowing until she looks
Pushing my head on her books
I want to be the center
But only in the Winter
As well as in the Summer
And it really would be a bummer
If in the Spring and Fall
I couldn’t be princess of the ball
So all year round
I’ll wear my crown
And she’ll just pet me 
Every time I asky
She pushed me to the side?
I won’t give up and hide!
No way I’m right back
Until she gives me a snack
Then I’ll forget she exists
Touch me and I’ll hiss
And I’ll even get demanding
Telling her about my fanny
Won’t poop in the box, it’s full
Won’t take her no-scoop bull
If she gets a little POed
I’ll talk in cat code
Purring real loud
No way she can frown
Turning on my charm
Turns off her alarm
Since I got the royal bow
I think I’ll nap now
November 22,2011
Dedicated to our aging cat Sadie

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Afraid of What?

AFRAID OF WHAT?  
PRAY THOSE FEARS AWAY!
October and its accompanying Halloween holiday is the one time of year when the “fear monster” is allowed to run rampant.  It’s said to be just fun and games, but the “fear monster” likes to find a home in our hearts after the holiday has long since passed.
One of my favorite movies, the 1965 major motion picture “The Sound of Music”, has a scene about fear.  After hearing thunder as a storm passed by, each of Captain Von Trapp’s 7 children ends up in Maria’s bedroom for comfort.  The upbeat song, “These are a few of my favorite things” follows which seems to cheer the kids right up!  I love the song and it might help for a bit of thunder.  But when fear grips my heart in the deepest way, it’s not all fun and games!  Thinking of raindrops on roses, kitten whiskers, woolen mittens, sleigh bells or even GEESE does not cut it.  In fact, when fear is embedded in my heart the song I find myself singing sounds more like this...
Raindrops on windows and thunder unending…
Bright colored lightning and candle wicks dwindling;
Brown branches swaying, what will this night bring?
These are a few of my scariest things.
Hospital doctors and long pokey needles…
Bumble bees, sting rays and stinky butt beetles;
Black creepy spiders with red diamond spleens,
These are a few of my scariest things.
Ghosts in white dresses with blue glowing chains…
Fear thoughts that stay on my mind and my brain;
Silver stone walls that are trapped in my dreams,
These are a few of my scariest things.
When I don’t pray -
When fear gets in the way -
When I forget to trust my “Dad” …
I’m simply remembering my scariest things,
And I’m caught up in what feels so bad.
Fear beyond a few cracks of thunder is crippling.  I’ve been afraid of who might come through my children's windows, of failure, of someone not liking me.  Years ago I struggled with fear in such a way that it seemed to be a living monster in my body.  One day I gathered up the courage to tell a near stranger about my fears.  She was sitting at a boutique reading a bible and after revealing my fears to her, she promptly shared a good thing with me.  She encouraged me to memorize 2 Timothy 1:7, “For God has not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.”
As I memorized and constantly recited 2 Timothy 1:7, I experienced that transforming power first hand. “Dear Lord,” I would say in the face of fear, “You have not given me a spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.”  Day by day God answered my prayers and my anxious feelings were replaced with confidence in Him. 
The “fear monster” has left the premises, but it continues to peek its ugly face out of unexpected dark corners.  This past week I found myself fearing the worse would happen while my husband was away on business.  I recognized it and the powerful Word of God at work in my life sent the “fear monster” running with its tail between its legs.  
The word for "fear" in 2 Timothy 1:7 is not referring to general fear as it is commonly known, as in fearing a bit of thunder. The word in the original greek language is not 'phobos' (foboV) but rather 'deilias' (deiliaV) which means "cowardice". God has not given us a spirit of cowardice. The actual context of the words found in this passage refer to partaking in Kingdom work, that is God’s Kingdom, and not to wimp out.
Fears that keep us from Kingdom work are more crippling than a passing storm or a hunting holiday.  By praying and claiming this scripture for so many years it has led to opportunities to leave cowardice in the dumpster, where it belongs! To confidently share a good thing where I otherwise would have let fear win.  
One of the “good things” I like to share about is Moms In Touch International (MITI).  http://www.momsintouch.org/  A few years back I heard about groups of praying moms that focus on prayers for their children and for schools.  It did not take long for me to research it and find a praying partner, Julie Paik, to start a group.  It is a place where we partner with God on behalf of our children who, in turn, get to experience the same power of transformation while us moms, being aware of the benefits, actually do the praying.  Every week moms pray specific scriptures over their children’s lives that cover a multitude of concerns.  This allows the concerns to be handed over to a God that is willing and able to do more than we can imagine and definitely more than can be done on our own.  Being constant and deliberate in prayers directly effects our children with their constant and sometimes deliberate struggles.  What child does not have struggles as they walk onto their school campuses every weekday?  
When I first stepped up to be a MIT Co-Leader with Julie for our children's school (Yerba Buena)… it was an opportunity for me to set aside cowardliness and take on courage.  I remember loving the prayer time but was sort of a wimp about sharing this “good thing”.   Would people think I was “religious”?  Even worse would people think they couldn’t be real around me because I was one of those Christians?  Yes, the “fear monster” tried to keep me immobile. I remember praying for courage with Julie and He delivered a cup of courage all right!  In fact our cups overflowed and we now have over a dozen praying moms at Yerba Buena Elementary School.

I was then asked to step up to be a Moms In Touch Area Coordinator (an AC).  Why not, we had seen God's power unleashed!  "Why keep a good thing all to myself'" I prayed, "let's get every school in my area prayed over!  Lord raise up Moms with a desire to pray for their children and use me to be an encouragement to them!"   It was again an opportunity for me to set aside cowardliness and take on courage.  Right on que the “fear monster” tried to keep me immobile with a variety of fear oriented thoughts.  But if it had found a home in me concerning MIT, you would not be reading this today.  I am sharing this “good thing”!  As a MIT leader and AC  a courageous player in Kingdom work is on the field!  Taking action can be exhilarating!
Richard DeHaan put it into perspective when he wrote, "If God has given you some special work to do that frightens you, it is your responsibility to jump at it. It is up to the Lord to see you through. As you faithfully do your part, He will do His part."
My Aunt Janet (Brown) puts it this way, “When we experience tasks that are daunting... He meets us there with His sustaining power and all-consuming courage.”
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels, as the song, “These are a few of my favorite things” recites, can never compete with what God gives.  The “fear monster” can’t flee fast enough when it comes face to face with God’s immeasurable power.
Philippians 4:8 talks about how to step out of crippling fear thoughts. “Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.”
I often think about this lovely truth, us moms hold a common thread that weaves us all together.  It is a deep desire to see our children persevere through life challenges, to accomplish great things, to grow in their faith and live out their God-given purpose to the fullest.  Our mom-hearts ache when life comes in hard at them.  Our mom passion is put on fire when our child is flourishing in a talent or a unique gifting.  We share the common desire for wanting what is best for our children.  Praying for them, their schools and classmates is one of the more pro-active and “cowardLESS” parenting moves we can make.

So then...you are AFRAID OF WHAT?  What "good thing" is God asking you to do for His Kingdom's sake? Pause for a moment and lay down those fears. Lay down whatever frightens you; what you see as scary.  In short... I encourage you to PRAY THOSE FEARS AWAY!  Then we can sing a new October song...
Rainbows from heaven and courage to start…
Bright Calvary's cross and peace in my heart;
Brown leather bibles and His perfect timing,
These are a few of my God’s promised things.
Unending love and new seasons of joy…
Provision for family and healing my boy;
Spirit filled moments by praising the King,
These are a few of my God’s promised things.
Girls in white dresses dance with the bridegroom…
Forgiveness, deliverance, changed lives are in bloom;
Silver white winters that melt into springs,
These are a few of my God’s promised things.
When I need shelter -
When I seek comfort -
When I’m afraid or sad…
I get on my knees and claim God’s promised things,
And then I don’t feel so bad.
"The One who calls you is faithful and He will do it!" Thessalonians 5:24
"All honor and power to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to His power at work within us."   Ephesians 3:20