• THE FIRST THING

    THE FIRST THING

    “Nothing cramps the freedom of the soul to a greater degree than the fear of what others will think and say. The first thing to be done after taking the narrow way is to shut the world out of consideration and look only to the approval of God.”
    -William Ullathorne
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  • THE SELF-PITY BUG

    THIS SELF-PITY BUG
    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    Last night the self-pity bug bit and tried to burrow himself into my soul.
    Hmmm ...
    He almost got ahold of me but not quite.
    God revealed the sinister little plot set forth by Satan to suggest His unfairness and injustice and whispered to me to get His word open at once.
    Prayerfully engaged, my spirit was brought to the passage in Acts 16, where Paul and Silas were beaten and, shortly thereafter, put into prison because of the healing of a damsel in distress.
    My heart was altered and greatly inspired by the response and testimony which eminated from two imprisoned men bent on pursuit of God even while in a difficult place.
    Surely I can do the same in a lesser circumstance.
    And all at once, my mind and soul were disposed to an eternal outlook:
    My own soul fairly shook, and an earthquake within my own soul overtook the pity, and replaced it with praise and prayer.
    And here I am ...
    Breathing inspiring thought into you,
    Reminding you and urging you,
    Keep up your pursuit of the things eternal.
    Oh, for eyes to see this temporal station for what it is;
    For eyes to see the eternal providence of "more to come and all that's His."
    Yes ...
    This is what our souls must seek after,
    This is the story of good news brought to captive men ...
    And bound for glory.
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    "And at midnight Paul and Silas prayed, and sang praises unto God; and the prisoners heard them. And suddenly there was a great earthquake, so that the foundations of the prison were shaken: and immediately all the doors were opened, and everyone's bands were loosed."
    Acts 16:25-26
  • PLINK IN THE NIGHT

    PLINK IN THE NIGHT
    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    And I think that I shall lose my senses if I hear that sound one more time in the night!
    The little "plink" sound wakens me at 2:00 AM and I lay in the dark and try to get back to sleep. Work will come quickly and I'm overtired to begin with.
    Bother ...
    To no avail.
    Plink, Plink, Plink.
    This urgent incessant "plink" sound suggesting there's a real problem somewhere out there in the night.
    Somewhat relieved that I'm not losing my mind, my husband mumbles that the dumb thing that fell into the window well should die sometime soon and be stilled.
    Hmmm ...
    He's located the source so now I must investigate.
    I stumble over to the window and peer into the dark window box and listen ...
    Nothing.
    All is quiet;
    Maybe it's dead.
    I crawl back into bed and guess what:
    Plink, Plink, Plink.
    I look again, see nothing, and crawl back into bed with the aid of a pillow covering my head.
    But I can't get the persistent "plink" out of my head.
    Morning comes too early and you don't have to be a rocket scientist to know what woke me.
    I look into the window well with the aid of the first morning light and I see the culprit:
    Plink ...
    It's a frog,
    It's Kermit.
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    I'm not sure how God speaks to the rest of you ... but that little frog speaks my language:
    The language is called persistence.
    It's not a universal language but it's an emphatically worthy one.
    It's a language that says,
    "When everyone else is 'giving up,'
    I'm gonna be 'Getting up.'
    Plink, plink, plink ...
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    I like Kermit and decide that his persistence is going to garner him his freedom.
     He's worth a walk in the rain and a dry pail.
    He's knocked himself in the head, senseless, trying to escape and perhaps he has enough reserve energy to head into the grassy plains, where window wells don't exist, and life is  agreeable to cheerful safe frog jumping.
    Kermit is safely rescued;
    Lifted out of the window well like Jeremiah was by Ebedmelech (Jeremiah 38:6-13.)
    Actually, my dear friend above me was employed for the task and set Kermit free.
    Thank you, kind friend;
    You know who you are.
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     The parable of the persistent widow in Luke 18:1-8 comes to mind and I am led into that particular scripture because of the "plink" in the night.
    For the little "Kermits" in my life I give God thanks.
    For persistence where I face resistance,
     I give God thanks.
    This thing called "holiness" is so worth it.
    PERSIST.
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    Persist - To continue firmly or obstinately in a course of action in spite of difficulty or opposition.


  • MY STRENGTH

    MY STRENGTH
    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    My strength is the Lion of Judah,
    His scepter shall never depart;
    He reigns as a righteous Redeemer,
    And lives as the King of my heart.

    My hope is a holy Sustainer,
    A giver of all that is free;
    A river of life-giving power,
    That washes the blood over me.

    O God of the ages, Jehovah,
    Sufficient in power and might;
    Magnificent Master and Maker,
    Omnipotent Ruler of light.

    Heir of the promise, eternal,
    I claim the inheritance mine;
    My strength is the Lion of Judah,
    My portion ….
    A Kingdom divine.
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    “And one of the elders said unto me, ‘Weep not, behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, hath prevailed to open the book, and to loose the seven seals thereof.’”
    Revelation 5:5

  • COMING TO TERMS

    COMING TO TERMS
    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    Let none interfere with that most holy of work called repentance.
    Repentance is the seedbed for revival, both personally and corporately,
     and until the heart is summoned there,
    there only remains a seedbed of unturned, hardened soil.
    Until the heart is "turned over and tilled " by the Husbandman, Himself, there is no hope for  life, growth, or vitality within the soul.
    There is no hope for revival apart from repentance;
    There is no need for redemption apart from repentance.
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    How many times, throughout my life, revival was sincerely prayed for without an understanding of its personal implications:
    -I didn't expect to be such an active participant.
    -I didn't anticipate the involvement of my own sin decrepit life as the frontrunner to revival.
    -I simply didn't understand the realities that made ripe, the soul, for revival.
    I am changing and coming into the realization of very different and wondrous realities:
     I believe that the Holy Spirit must permeate and puncture the cowardice that canopies the soul and glorifies the role of self-preservation and self-glorification, in order to produce that God glorifying movement called Revival.
    Great and godly men like Jonathan Edwards, George Whitfield, and Charles Finney witnessed revivals because they bore witness, first, to an awareness of their own vileness ... their own sinfulness.
    Men who bare witness to their sin derelict lives afford a glimpse into the Spirit's supernatural empowerment.
    No wonder revivals are so slow in coming;
    What men desire to be laid bare before others?
    It can only be a divine work of God.
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    Revival does not generally have its roots in unbelievers getting saved but in godly individuals coming to terms with their own ungodliness;
    This appears to be the springboard of men falling like dominoes on their knees.
    I think I've had it all wrong and a "jarring" of soul has had to occur in me in order for me to see rightly that which has always been.
    Perhaps I am one of those "late bloomers" that comes to terms with the most glorious of spiritual realities later in life. In any event, I have been brought here and I will report it is a secure and sacred place, for which I now pray many more will come.
    Revival begins with repentance:
    In your own soul,
    In your own soil,
    With your own sin.
    God be praised when He gets to the root and tills up the soil.
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    "Sow to yourselves in righteousness, reap in mercy; break up your fallow ground: for it is time to seek the Lord, till He come and rain righteousness upon you."
    Hosea 10:12



  • RAIN WALK

     RAIN-WALK
    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

     The shower falls gentle and I must walk.
    I lift my face toward the sky and feel the raindrops fall and mingle with my tears.
    The pain still so raw at times,
    So fresh,
    So intense.
    To know pain,
    Grow familiar with it,
    Derive a strange comfort within it.
    A maturity mixed with emotion, gathering words at her core, and constructing conversation with God from them.
    A free-falling, life-giving flow of intimate exchange occurring on my “rain-walk.”
    Inaudible mercy falling soft,
    Healing me.
    The derivation of deep character is founded on the premise of deep pain.
    I know this to be true …
    I know God to be having His way with me.
    The rain must fall,
    And the tears soft, flow.
    The mingling of the soul with mercy's rain ...
    The Father's cleansing.
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  • MORE TO COME

    MORE TO COME
    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

     Pain is a universal language,
    Everyone understands it.
    So is hope …
    And everyone needs it.
    There’s so much more to come,
    Hold out for it.
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    “Wherefore gird up the loins of your mind, be sober, and hope to the end for the grace that is to be brought unto you at the revelation of Jesus Christ.”
    1 Peter 1:13

  • MAGNETIZED

    MAGNETIZED
    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    John Piper never fails to challenge and inspire.
     In his book "The Roots of Endurance" he quotes the powerful and insightful Reverend Charles Simeon:

    "Repentance is in every view so desirable, so necessary, so suited to honor God, that I seek that above all. The tender heart, the broken and contrite spirit, are to me far above all the joys that I could ever hope for in this vale of tears. I long to be in my proper place, my hand on my mouth, and my mouth in the dust ... I feel this to be safe ground. Here I cannot err ... He will not despise the broken and contrite heart."
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    And the place, called repentance, which so many of us try to escape is an entrance into true companionship with Christ and the richest of fellowship with a few.
    Somehow, the repentant find one another and are magnetized by the cohesive force of grace and Christ at work within.
    There can be no explanation for this but the power of God.
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    "The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise."
    Psalm 51:17

  • HIS MYSTERIOUS WAY

    HIS MYSTERIOUS WAY
    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

    God takes messed up,
    Marked up,
    Broken lives,
    and
    He works His mysterious way into them ...
    And does something supernatural through them.
    That’s just the way God is.
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    "But God has chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise, and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty; and base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are. That no flesh should glory in His presence. But of Him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption."
    1 Corinthians 1:27-30

  • IN A MOMENT

    IN A MOMENT
    By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

     There came into my life, in a moment, a choice to be made.
    I felt myself at a distinct crossroad where the decision I must make would hold life altering consequences, one way or another.
    Questioning the sufficiency of my strength, I realized I didn’t possess enough.
    Questioning the sufficiency of God’s strength, I knew He had enough.
    So I went with Him, followed Him, and put all of the weight of the thing ... on Him.
    And something of Him got put into me:
    An infusion of grace met me in my “soul suffering" season and, in that place, I learned more of Christ.
    It wasn’t a fun place and it wasn’t an easy place but my soul heard His voice ...
     and I made a choice:
    I chose more of Him.
    He's honored the choice:
    Instead of talking about a peace that passes all understanding, He has supplied me with it.
    Instead of talking about my faith, He has helped me to live it.
    Instead of talking about obedience, He has helped me to perform what He has asked.
    The purity of God beckons me.
    The holiness of God draws me.
    The love of God captivates me … and I know that I want Him more than I want anything or anyone in this life.
    I have made my choice …
    And “that” choice has made all the difference.
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    “Thus saith the Lord,
    Stand ye in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths, where is the good way, and walk therein, and ye shall find rest for your souls.”
    Jeremiah 6:16

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