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What Shall I Do, Lord?: Finding God’s Purpose for Your Life by Jim Townsly is about just what the title says; finding God’s will. I will admit that it is very heavily weighted toward those that are considering full time Christian but it also cautions people to not enter the ministry if God hasn’t called them.
The book brakes down to a few major points.
1. Total surrender to God
2. Obedience to God’s leading
3. Discovering God’s gifts
4. Meeting the qualifications
5. Approval from Godly leaders
Each point gives you enough to have firm doctrine in the area but it isn’t comprehensive. With only 69 pages, its best use is likely for a new Christian who you want to get started thinking about how God would use his life. But by no means does this end their quest to know God’s will.
I finished this book on Wednesday and having been trying to think about what to say.
Women Helping Women is a book aimed at woman who want to be able to advice their friends and others with truth from the Bible. Different counselors take on different topics such as eating disorders, sexual sins, mother’s of rebellious teens and abortion. A great idea and a much needed resource.
The introduction chapters are great in that they show that the Bible is the only thing we need for guidance in our life. They stress that what we believe effects how we live and that we can’t seek to love ourselves better if we want to serve and love God better. Most of the book is rich with truths we can apply to out lives and tell others about.
However it doesn’t go over what it takes to become a Christian and tries to avoid any deep theology. Also I found the chapter on divorce a little useless because it never addresses the Bible verses that discourage re-marrage.
I recommend this book only women who already have their theology down and love people already. Because God only can teach a woman to love, not a book.
“I s’pose I’m addicted, ‘cause now ive started readin’ other books, too,” she ventured. “I don’t mean bad books, don’t misunderstand. But I must admit, I like readin’ stories — things that are purely made up but that, well… could happen.”
As I got in the van mommy gave me a worried glance. She knew that I was due for one of my sick fits and she knew I looked close to one. I had packed my medication and lots of books (When the Touch of God Hurts by Dr. Thomas E. Bish, The Art of War by Sun Tzu, Es Personal: Diario Biblico por Steven B. Curington, Stronghold Study Course from RU, Nevertheless I Live by Steven B. Curington, The Pilgrim’s Progress by John Bunyan, A Worthy Model by Wendy Burks (in case I ran out of Art of War) and The Betrayal (Abram’s Daughters #2) by Beverly Lewis (in case I ran out of Sushi for One by Camy Tang on my kindle)) so I wouldn’t get board.
And I’m trying to write less.
I spent the whole trip very sick and relying on all the caffeine I could get my hands on to keep my blood presser up. Meanwhile mommy is reading through When the Touch of God Hurts faster than me.
No one finishes a book before me. I’m glad I read it too. My health was perfect for the encouragement than it offered.
We got to the hotel and I go straight to bed as the room spun around me. Grateful to be out of the van. I soon had to go out to my sister’s college choir performance.
I sat there allowing the music therapy to sooth my pain and nausea. Afterward we take my sister and her boyfriend out to Friendly’s. I had sorbet because I couldn’t handle ice cream with my upset stomach.
I didn’t sleep than night because my parents snored all night. I set up my pillows the best I could to block the sound but nothing worked. I spent the night praying for sleep and the salvation of Edward’s parents.
The next day I was better but still trying to be careful. We went to my sister’s church took her and her boyfriend to a nice Italian place. The place had fresh bread before the meal and the dating couple was so cute as they broke bread together. I finished When the Touch of God Hurts about this time before mommy.
I get a lot of book section of Savers. I don’t buy a copy The Time Traveler’s Wife. I know that there were scenes from them movie that were carefully shot. I don’t mind reading “He took off his shirt.” I do mind reading “He took off his shirt showing…” so without someone checking the book before me I wasn’t going to read it.
We return to church that night and even though I had no sleep, I was awake during every sermon that day.
The next day I woke rested because the snoring wasn’t as bad. We go shopping and while everyone else is buying clothes I bought more books. My total books bought when stacked on their side are taller than a foot.
We had the graduation of the senors from her school that night. We went to Friendly’s again.
The next day the boys from the school lined up to say good bye to my sister. As we drove home I had to keep my thoughts in check. I finished my current play list before switching to my anti-addiction play list. I don’t want to rely on music but I felt like it was a usable tool at the time.
Then we got home.
Nothing is harder to see into than people’s natures. Though good and bad are different, their conditions and appearances are not always uniform. There are some people who are nice enough but steal. Some people are outwardly respectful while inwardly making fools of everyone. Some people are brave on the outside yet cowardly on the inside. Some people do their best but are not loyal.
Hard though it be to know people, there are ways.
First is to question them concerning right and wrong, to observe their ideas.
Second is to exhaust all their arguments, to see how they change.
Third is to consult with them about strategy, to see how perceptive they are.
Fourth is to announce that there is trouble, to see how brave they are.
Fifth is to get them drunk, to observe their nature.
Sixth is to present them with the prospect of gain, to see how modest they are.
Seventh is to give them a task to do within a specific time, to see how trustworthy they are.
Zhuge Liang, Mastering the Art of War
(this might not be good advice)
When you find me reading a novel you fine someone deeply connecting to the characters. Like I was reading Animorphs 45 The Revelation on the train when I got to the part where Marco is watching is father’s head get shoved into a Yeerk pool. Marco could do nothing but observe his father become a slave to an alien slug with no will of his own.
A random passenger broke the drama of the moment by asking if I was ok. A tear had escaped my eye. “I’m fine,” I said then switched to another book in my kindle.
Passion and Purity is written to doing that with Elisabeth so easily. So when I realized that this chapter was about seeing Jim, then not seeing him for a year, then seeing him, all without getting a plain go ahead from God, I was driven a little crazy.
I know they are learning and growing but if just reading it drives me crazy then imagine if I had to live it. I have rushed romance before…
Dear Lord, I’m going to do something that I’m already facepalming myself for but I know I need it. Give me patience. I need it to learn to endure.