San Juan Memories
A Time Away…Cruising the Southern Caribbean
Hair Dryer Revelations
As I started my day I was overwhelmed
Feeling defeated by the mountain of responsibility that stood before me
Downcast at the prospect of walking through a dark valley
While drying my hair…God met me in my weakness
God assured me that He did not bring me to this mountain
So that I would be overwhelmed by my inability
But so He might come alongside me
Walk with me and strengthen me so that I can overcome by His power
God did not bring me to the valley
That I might be overwhelmed with despair
But that He would meet me there
Walk with me and bring me through the valley in His presence
Oh Lord, may I hold fast to You and remember
You are well able to handle all that concerns me today
May I find encouragement when facing a mountain or valley
Know with certainty that You are with me and will bring me through
Susan Bunts Wachtel
February 3, 2010
Chosen
When I suffer trouble or hardship
May I recognize I have been chosen by God
Not picked on
May I be willing to suffer affliction
As a tool and an instrument
In the hands of the Master
Confident that God will use all difficulties
To help build a solid faith on the firm foundation of Christ
Not a faith founded on the shifting sands of circumstances
Knowing that He has entrusted me with troubles
So that my heart might be made tender
To the hurting souls around me
So those who lack outward beauty
Won’t be invisible to me,
May I be focused more on them, less on me
May the reproach of this world
Hold little sway or weight
Compared to the approval of God
May I take that which troubles me
Thoughts and attitudes that tempt me to sin
Lay them down at the cross
May I let go of my false beliefs and misperceptions
Tainted by this world of sin
Instead saturate my heart and mind with God’s word
My I recognize my unbelief is not harmless
But a sin against God
Calling into question His motives and character
By Susan Bunts Wachtel
January 14, 2010
Sometimes I find myself tempted to ask “Why me God?” when I encounter seasons of prolonged difficulties. But I must say that God is so good and faithful to use difficult circumstances, trials, temptation and pain to prepare me to reach out to others. He is so faithful to redeem my dark days by allowing me to come alongside people and encourage them or testify to the faithfulness of the Lord.
An Inconvenient Life
Prospers on lies and deception
But the truth is
It’s a baby, not just a fetus
A child, not tissue
A mother’s womb
So perfectly designed by God
To nourish and protect
Nascent human life
Has become a chamber of death
They say it’s just tissue and won’t feel a thing
But he is already fully formed, all organs in place
With arms and legs, hands and feet
And a beating human heart
Knit so perfectly together by God in the hidden place
This wee little one…does he feel anxiety
As adrenalin courses through his mother’s body
He’s resting, protected within his mother’s womb
Until a probe enters in
And pokes him in the side
He has no knowledge of what it is
He only knows it hurts
His arms and legs flail
He tries in vain to move away
But there will be no escape
In a matter of seconds
A beating heart is stilled
His body is mangled and torn apart
As it silently slips away through the hose
His life and death invisible to all but God
The mother who was to give birth
Sentenced her child to death
The one who pledged to protect human life
Now extinguishes life for profit
Parents who desire to have a babe in their arms must wait a little longer
An inconvenience, a consequence
Soon to be swept away by a “simple procedure”
But this child will never be forgotten
Reminders surround his mother…even haunt her
It’s everywhere…the smile of a child or a date on the calendar
But there is healing and forgiveness to be found
Confession
Repentance
Salvation through Christ Jesus the Redeemer
Adoption by the Lover of her soul
By Susan Bunts Wachtel
January 21, 2009
This poem was inspired by Abby Johnson, former Planned Parenthood director, turned Pro Life when confronted with the undeniable truth…it’s a baby growing within a womb. To hear her story log on to Focus on the Family and listen to the shows from January 21 and 22, 2010.
Fetal Development Month-by-Month
The Gift of Discouragement
Oh lowest and most evil one
I have a delicious, delectable bad report
Of inroads made into the hearts and minds the enemy’s saints
God gives the gift of, dare I say, encouragement
But I’ve been able to successfully supplant it
With the gift of discouragement
Aided by pride and feelings of self righteousness
The unsuspecting saint didn’t have a clue
Of the exchange made while sitting in the church pew
The overflow of their heart
Spewed forth criticism and condemnation
Aimed squarely at a fellow believer
Unaware of the opportunity God presented
To pray for, encourage, and build up one another
I was able to come alongside and whisper in their ear
Out of their mouth came words I effectively used
To tear down, discourage and cause division
With one they call brother in Christ
As they sat in church
Feelings of superiority took hold
While they focused on the faults and failures of another
All the while
I was able to distract the one who was hurt
With hurt feelings, anger and un-forgiveness
The real victory was won
When I distracted both from hearing the pastor’s message
The Word of God was falling on deaf ears and distracted minds
I predict continued success
So long as they fail to take every thought captive
Or resist offering forgiveness for an offense
I dare say we may take even more of the enemy’s ground
If we can light a fire and watch it spread throughout the congregation
Fueled by pride and self-righteousness
Susan Bunts Wachtel
January 18, 2010
Another
Another store front went dark today
Another business locked their doors
Another owner won’t be collecting rent for their property
Today, countless employees joined the ranks of the unemployed
More people were given bad news
You’re dismissed, turn in your keys and go home
An application for unemployment
Worry sets in
How long will it be?
Another resume submitted
The waiting begins
Finally a call comes in and an interview is scheduled
Another offer…with wages so low it won’t even pay the rent
Another email, “I’m sorry but…we’ve selected another candidate.”
Another day goes by…no news and nothing on the horizon
I’m sorry, you are overqualified
We can’t pay you what you’re worth
If we hire you, surely you won’t stay
There’s a knock at the door
It’s the superintendent coming to collect rent
Shhhhh…be quiet…maybe he’ll go away
Please just give me a chance
I’m desperate to put food on the table and pay the rent
I have a wife and children at home…I don’t want them to go hungry another day
By Susan Bunts Wachtel
January 14, 2010
This poem is dedicated to the many people on my prayer list who have lost their job and to Jesus Christ…the One who is faithful and true. May His mercy and grace abound as He brings you through this difficult season.
Shaunti Feldhahn’s “The Male Factor”
God’s Talking…Am I Listening?
Often this week…I was very aware of God’s presence and felt that He was driving home a few points through real life illustrations.
The week had a rather jolting start, when I witnessed a train accident while driving to work on Tuesday.
I had to get to work early because of a meeting. Usually when I leave early, its smooth sailing and I get to work without any significant delays. Thankfully I left on time…otherwise I’m not sure when I would have arrived. I was tooling down Tustin Avenue…and just before I got to the train tracks…the guard rails came down. “Oh phooey…but at least I left early…I should be to work on time anyway.”
It wasn’t one of the commuter trains that zip by and everyone is on their way. Instead it was one of the lumbering, long and slow trains. I used to tap my foot and say words of encouragement for the train to move long. But soon God showed me the delay could be put to good use by providing me with some additional prayer time.
But Tuesday…that was a different story. I was a few cars back from the intersection when the train came through. While I couldn’t see what exactly was hit…I could see debris flying up into the air. Oh gosh…that’s not good. It took a while for the train to slow down and come to a stop. In the mean time a commuter train coming the other way came to a stop.
Knowing that I had to be to work soon…I maneuvered my way to the side, was able to back up and turn around. As I was figuring out another route to get to work…I could hear the sirens of police, fire engines and paramedics rushing to the other side of the train tracks where an accident had occurred.
Unfortunately…it wasn’t just some debris that was hit. From the news reports…I learned that a car tried to race past the intersection before the train got there. The driver calculated wrong. Instead his car got stuck under the guard rails.
The real mystery to me wasn’t that someone would try to beat the train. What I found amazing is that the driver and passenger didn’t get out of the car. Instead, they remained in the care and were critically injured when their car was hit.
I continued to ponder that all week long. Then I started thinking how often sin is like that. I make a really stupid or foolish choice, knowing full well that it’s wrong and that there are serious consequences I may encounter. And yet…sometimes I knowingly and willingly choose to sin and do the wrong thing.
There are times…I initially make a bad choice and realize it. I have time to change my mind, turn around or try to mitigate the fallout. Why is it I may choose to remain stiff necked and head strong, when just a little change can alleviate most of the potential damage?
Maybe it’s in a relationship…and I say something really stupid and cause hurt feelings. The right thing to do is apologize. But do I do it? Do I repent quickly?
Well God had another illustration for me on Friday. Before I left for work…I needed to leave a package on the porch for someone to pick up. While I was taking my morning walk…I had the distinct impression from God that I should include in the package two CD albums about God and heaven. As I got back from my walk, I started to go to my car to get the CDs…but couldn’t find my keys.
I knew they had been in my jacket pocket…but now they were nowhere to be found. Gulp…good golly they must have fallen out somewhere along my path. I rushed in the house…frantic to find them. I’m sure Chris thought I’d finally lost my mind as I was searching and muttering. When I couldn’t find the keys in my purse or in their normal place…I realized I had lost them on my walk. I raced out the door retracing my steps. Thankfully, I found them about half a block down.
I thanked God for helping me find them and walked back to my house. As I walked home…God reminded me that just like I needed those keys to get in the car to get the CDs, or to unlock my door or to get in the car and drive…so too I needed to use the key of prayer. It’s one thing to give someone CDs, but if it’s not first covered in prayer…it’s not going anywhere.
Another reminder from God…that I need to be going forth according to His will and plan and in His power, not my own. Salvation is His work…encouraging fellow saints is His work. He may choose to use me as an instrument. But it’s all His work and not my own.
Oh may I be on my knees…with a heart fully dependent upon God and surrendered to Him and His work in my life.
Photo Op
The Bridegroom
Just as the bride waits and longs for
The Bridegroom’s soon return
So my soul longs for You oh Lord
Surely, You’ll return any day now
You’ve been gone nearly 2,000 years
Preparing a place for me
With each passing day, I long to be in Your presence
Not to escape the un-pleasantries of life
But to behold You in Your glory
Thank You for all You’ve given me this side of heaven
For entrusting me to care for Your people and creation
But this place is not my home
My prayers for salvation for those who don’t know You
Grow more intense with each passing day
That they might be spared the pain and judgment to come
Oh Lord, when You come to take me to home
May I be found faithful to the end
Looking up…waiting for Your soon return
Susan Bunts Wachtel
December 30, 2009
Tyranny Eve – Urgent Call to Prayer
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Do you want the
government running your health care? Do you want our government telling
you what treatment you can and can’t have? Do you want to foot the bill
for everyone else? Do you want to be paying for abortions? Do you
want the government telling you that your aging parent, ill spouse or disabled
child doesn’t qualify for treatment under their plan?
It’s time to be
praying that God will intervene and stop this bill from passing. That He
will raise up a few courageous men and women to stand in the gap and say no.
Bebe & Cece Winans – Jingle Bells
Broken and Contrite Heart
Oh God
May I come to You
Not with a prideful, haughty spirit
But a broken and contrite heart
Humbled
Knowing that Jesus’ blood was shed
Not only for my sin
But all who will receive Him
When I see those engaged in sin
May I not condemn them
But be broken over that which breaks Your heart
May I be moved to pray fervently and unceasingly
For the unbeliever
Who has no knowledge of God
May I be ready to share
Salvation is found in no other name than Christ Jesus
For those who say they believe
But their lives are no different from unbelievers
May I point them back to Your word
You alone are able to judge their thoughts and intentions
When I see Christ followers, following at a distance
May I encourage them to partake in the joy and peace
That comes from abiding and remaining in Christ
To receive His strength and not be conformed to this world
May I be mindful it is by grace alone, through faith alone,
I stand forgiven at the cross
It is through the ongoing work of the Holy Spirit within me
That I can abide, remain and am sanctified daily
Susan Bunts Wachtel
December 23, 2009
Mary Did You Know
Blessed Is She Who Believed
Now Mary arose in those days and went into the hill country with haste, to a city of Judah, and entered the house of Zacharias and greeted Elizabeth. And it happened, when Elizabeth heard the greeting of Mary, that the babe leaped in her womb; and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit. Then she spoke out with a loud voice and said, “Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb! But why is this granted to me, that the mother of my Lord should come to me? For indeed, as soon as the voice of your greeting sounded in my ears, the babe leaped in my womb for joy. Blessed is she who believed, for there will be a fulfillment of those things which were told her from the Lord.” – Luke 1:39-45
Mary had just received the news from the angel Gabriel that she, a virgin, would conceive and give birth to a Son. Not just any son, but the Son of Highest, the Son of God and she was to call Him Jesus. Jesus is the Greek form of Joshua…Jehovah is salvation. Jesus would be given the throne of His father David and of His kingdom there would be no end.
Mary was a young Hebrew girl, about 13 years old, unmarried and a virgin. Never before in the history of the world had a virgin given birth. Never before was God incarnated as a Man. Who would believe her? Who would believe her that an angel, sent forth from the presence of God, had come with news that she would give birth to Israel’s long awaited Messiah? God had been silent for 400 years and now He had sent a messenger to tell Mary the Good News. She was…an ordinary Jewish girl, in a poor town called Nazareth. There was nothing noteworthy or deserving about Mary. Would her parents believe her? What would her fiancé Joseph say…would he believe her or put her away?
Mary arose with haste to go to the one home whose occupants would believe her good news. The angel Gabriel told Mary that her relative Elizabeth, in her old age and barren, was now pregnant. For with God nothing is impossible.
Mary quickly went to the home of Zacharias and Elizabeth in Judea. It was a journey of about 75 miles and it would have taken her several days. The Bible doesn’t tell us exactly when Mary became pregnant. However, we know the Holy Spirit came upon her and overshadowed her. Some time from when Gabriel told Mary the good news to when she arrived at Zacharias and Elizabeth’s home, Mary conceived.
Gabriel had prophesied that even in his mother’s womb John would be filled with the Holy Spirit. That he was sent by God to prepare the way of the Lord. In scripture, we are told that when Mary greeted Elizabeth the babe in Elizabeth’s womb leaped. The Greek word means leap for joy, it’s akin to skipping. This child was sent by God to prepare the way of the Lord. Even while in his mother’s womb, he heralded the coming Savior. He did so without words, a fetus filled with the Holy Spirit…he leaped with joy at the Messiah’s coming.
At that time, Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit and she began to loudly proclaim that Mary was blessed as was the fruit of her womb. Have you ever experienced something that was so exciting that you wanted to shout it from the roof top? A joy and excitement that couldn’t be contained?
Elizabeth recognized that Mary was pregnant with the Lord. Not just any lord…but her Lord and God. She asked why it had been granted to her that the mother of her Lord would come to her. Was she aware of her own sinfulness and unworthiness of being in the Lord’s presence? Elizabeth was humbled, as we all should be when we come into the presence of the Lord.
How gracious of God to confirm the angel’s prophesy. Elizabeth pronounced Mary blessed because she had believed God. She assured her that the things the Lord told her would be fulfilled.
How could Mary know with any certainty that indeed she would give birth to the long awaited Messiah? She was pregnant such a short time and it would be a while before that would be evident.
She could have confidence because God was true to His word. Through the angel Gabriel, God told Mary of Elizabeth’s miraculous conception…and she found it had come to pass. Elizabeth and Zacharias had also received a word from the Lord, through the angel Gabriel…just as Mary did. The baby within Elizabeth’s womb leaped and at that time Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit as she spoke words that confirmed the angel’s message.
Mary stayed three months with Elizabeth and Zacharias. She returned home before John’s birth. What were those three months like? Despite the fact that Zacharias was not able to speak, Elizabeth and Mary had to have communicated to Zacharias the good news that Mary would be the mother of the Messiah. Did they pour over the scriptures that foretold of Israel’s Messiah? Did they go over and over everything that Gabriel had told them? Were they filled with wonder and amazement at all that God was doing through them?
Those three month must have been instrumental in building up and reinforcing Mary’s faith, for soon she would return home to face her parents and her fiancé Joseph with the news that she, a virgin, would give birth to the Messiah. Soon her pregnancy could not be hid…what would the neighbors say?
There many stories and myths throughout various cultures of a virgin birth. How can we be certain that what’s recorded in Luke’s Gospel is true?
Luke wrote his Gospel after carefully compiling eyewitness accounts. Did Luke talk to Mary herself to find out about Jesus’ conception? Mary would have been able to relay what had happened to Zacharias and Elizabeth…she had spent three months with them.
We can know with certainty, that Luke’s account is not just another myth or legend because of what would happen 33 years later. Not only Jesus’ death on the cross, but his resurrection three days later. Jesus’ resurrection was witnessed by hundreds of people during the 40 days that Jesus remained before ascending to heaven. Many eyewitnesses suffered persecution and were killed because of what they knew was true.
Have you believed John’s silent but joyful proclamation that Jesus is Israel’s long awaited Messiah? If not…why not read Luke’s eyewitness accounts of the life, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ and decide for yourself if you will believe God?















