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One Worth Crossing Over For — Part 2

In Kristine Krieger,Soul Food on March 29, 2012 by The Spillover

It is important to note that this was not the only visit Jesus made to this side of the lake. Take note further in the scriptures. Jesus returns to this same town a good while later. And what does he find? That same man. And this man has not been dissuaded from speaking about his miracle. Unaffected by the fearful, unaffected by the disbelievers, he knew what Jesus had done for him and he had not ceased to tell his town. And upon Jesus return, they immediately brought all who needed healing.

The tables had turned. Now, it was because of that one man.

The Lord knew exactly what he was doing when He crossed over for this one man. This one would be the ambassador. This one would be unshakeable. This was the one that would change his town. This was the one Jesus desired to use.

And, so are you.

Has the Lord crossed over for you? Do you know of His goodness and mercy? His miracles? What then are you doing with it?

He has a plan to use you. He has a plan to receive you, just as you are. To mold and shape you into the vessel that is ready for the service He desires of you. Are you ready? Don’t be fearful. He will walk with you all of the way… After all… He would have crossed over – even if it would have only been for you.

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One Worth Crossing Over For — Part 1

In Kristine Krieger,Soul Food on March 28, 2012 by The Spillover

Luke 8 records the account of Jesus crossing over to the other side of the lake. When He arrives, His compassion is stirred by the man possessed with many demons. I wonder if  this demon-possessed man understood that God incarnate had drawn near? And that in His hand He held the power to heal this man’s conflicted body and make him whole?

One thing is certain, this man’s demons knew and trembled. Did those demons hope that the wretched state they had reduced this man to – naked, dirty and homeless – would make their host ineligible for Jesus to take note of him? The answer is quickly revealed as the Master of all the Universe speaks and the demons immediately flee into a herd of pigs. Those gathering on that hill are witness to the miraculous events that return this man to his right mind, while driving the swine to their death.

Joyful, grateful and in complete recognition of what has just been done for him, the man immediately sits at the feet of the Master and begins to gain understanding. Meanwhile those who saw these works, run to his hometown to spread the news! He was healed by the words of this Man from Galilee!

As the word spreads, the townsmen must see for themselves. The people gasp in surprise. Is this the man who – just this morning – bore the signs of the possessed? Now in their midst, fully apparent in his healing, this man sits at the feet of his Savior. And it begs the question…. What would they do with this knowledge? Would their faith then spur them to bring Jesus the others in need of healing?

Unfortunately the story reveals their fear. “Do not bring him here!”

Jesus – the Son of God – who had done this miraculous thing – unwelcome. The fear of the unknown was more powerful than the testimony of the redeemed: the healed who now sat in their midst. They had seen with their own eyes, how could they fear? But the scripture records the rejection. Jesus, along with his disciples, get back on the boat and return to where they came from. All that might and power to heal – lost. 

Only one received healing.  But one was enough for Him to cross over for. 

You, are enough for Him to cross over for.

No matter your condition, no matter your inability to be worthy. He loves you, and He would still cross over even if it was only for you. What is it that you are needing the Lord to heal? What is it that threatens to destroy? You must know, and you must hear…. Your need is enough for the Lord to cross over.  Are you willing?

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What If?

In Kristine Krieger,Soul Food on February 8, 2012 by The Spillover

There seems to be an urgency – a sort of extreme need in other religions to adhere strictly to the protocol for which each religion demands. Take, for an example, the commitment of one engaged in Buddhism. It is with meticulous accuracy that each person carries out the needed rituals. There seems to be a deep need, even fear of not executing the exact traditional prescription to be worthy of the favor of this god.

And it makes me wonder…. We, who identify ourselves as part in the Body of Christ… what if we adhered to the Holy Spirit’s direction in our lives – as a Buddhist does his rituals? What if we lived like our life depended on our commitment to the “doing” of what God calls us to in His Word?

What if?

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Two Women, Two Responses

In Kristine Krieger,Perspective,Soul Food on January 20, 2012 by The Spillover

I feel caught between the messages of the following verses. Two significant women of the Bible. And while their names are not introduced, clearly the Lord has chosen for them to be emblazoned on His Word for us to read and glean from. Notice Jesus clear and distinctive response to each woman:

And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years. She had suffered a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all she had, yet instead of getting better she grew worse. When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, because she thought, “If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed.” Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her suffering. At once Jesus realized that power had gone out from him. He turned around in the crowd and asked, “Who touched my clothes?” “You see the people crowding against you,” his disciples answered, “and yet you can ask, ‘Who touched me?’ ” But Jesus kept looking around to see who had done it. then the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell at his feet and, trembling with fear, told him the whole truth. He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering.”

– Mark 5: 25 – 34

Leaving that place, Jesus withdrew to the region of Tyre and Sidon. A Canaanite woman from that vicinity came to him, crying out, “Lord, Son of David, have mercy on me! My daughter is demon-possessed and suffering terribly.” Jesus did not answer a word. So his disciples came to him and urged him, “Send her away, for she keeps crying out after us.” He answered, “I was sent only to the lost sheep of Israel.” The woman came and knelt before him. “Lord, help me!” she said He replied, “It is not right to take the children’s bread and toss it to the dogs.” “Yes it is, Lord,” she said. “Even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their master’s table.” Then Jesus said to her, “Woman, you have great faith! Your request is granted.” And her daughter was healed at that moment.

– Matthew 15: 21-28

Two women with significant need. Why then the difference in response?

In the first case, she didn’t even need to speak with Jesus – just a touch from his garment yielded the healing she sought. But then what about the mother? I consider the anguish and peril their house must have endured. The recognition that the precious child she bore, was indwelt with an evil spirit. I would assume that she was equally as desperate to have Jesus healing touch in her life. Why did he ignore her? Or did He? I would have loved to be an observer of this moment in history. What was the difference between the two? I believe it was, at the core, their faith.

The woman with the issue had a faith that was unswervingly strong and she was determined to put that faith into action. She knew that she would have to fight to reach Him, but she was willing to do whatever it took. She believed, with all that was in her, if even the tip of her finger could graze His robe… healing would be hers. I can visualize her departure from her house – desperation that turned to determination with every step that drew her closer to her Lord. And yet with humility, that of a child, as seen in her response when Jesus cried out. I believe He wanted… desired… to turn His eyes upon this woman with a faith such as hers. He already knew who she was.

So, wasn’t the mother’s desperation the same? Maybe, some might argue, it was that the woman with the issue was from the “right” side of the tracks, most likely a Jew, while it is clear that this mother was a Gentile, Greek by birth.

No. That wasn’t it. Jesus loved them both, the same. Came to die for them both, the same.

I wonder if Jesus response had more to do with this mother’s heart. He knew what was there. Was it was a sense of entitlement that had taken root? Maybe a sense of disbelief. Maybe… it was her faith. For whatever reason, He challenged her in His response of silent disregard. Could it be that He might deny her? Was she desperate enough to believe in His healing? The answer came from deep within her – YES. And she did not relent. So much so that the disciples became annoyed. He challenged her with the word picture. In desperation she responded that she needed and believed that only a crumb would be enough. Her words ring out to me, the tone changed from when she first came to approach the Master. Desperate now for His healing. And at that moment, her daughter was healed.

I am challenged.  I know Him, but am I desperate for Him?  Desperate to see Him work in my life? Believing that one touch means healing?  I pray so.

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To Be Pondered: The Awe and Wonder

In Kristine Krieger,Perspective,Soul Food on December 6, 2011 by The Spillover

It is at this time of year, my mind can’t seem to refrain from racing toward Mary. This amazing woman, worthy to carry the Christ-child.

Above all women, she held the attention of the God of the Universe. Blessed by the Creator, to carry His child. I am amazed at the faith and the grace this woman exhibited, not only in this much publicized moment in her young life, but also further, as we see her develop in scripture.

Specifically, I am moved by a single moment in Mary’s life. Ironically, it is not the account of her chosen status to be honored to carry our Savior – though make no mistake – that is an amazing part of our Christian heritage. No. I am moved by an older Mary. The one who was lovingly at work, helping a friend in the execution of a wedding.

The Wedding in Cana.

It is apparent to me, that Mary had become dependable in entertaining, and we find her, working to help make this event a success. It is here, that I find my favorite moment with her revealed.

The bible records that the wedding was coming to its end, but not close enough, as it was apparent that the limited supply of wine would be noticed. Mary had most likely done all she could do, and knew that this shortage would be a disgrace to her friend. Then, in a moment – she sees her son. He can help me.

I am not sure what Mary really understood about her son. Did she really grasp the fact that he had the power of the universe in his hand? Or was it that she trusted his dependability, and knew he would willingly run and fetch more wine to save the reputation of the hosts? For whatever reason – she called him. And he came to her to see what she needed. “We are running out of wine.”  I can almost hear her hushed voice, mixed with the distinctive tone of stress in her request. Please… help me fix this!

Then it happens…  “Woman, what have I to do with you?”

What kind of response was this? Why was this recorded? And it makes me wonder…  In this single moment, did a change occur?

Was it the look in Jesus’ eyes, as he searched her soul? Was this the moment that her own eyes beheld him, all the pondering in her heart concluded, and in this single moment – did she surrender her position as His mother – to embrace Him as her Savior? I wonder.

She speaks. Her faith is revealed. “Do whatever He tells you.” Can you feel the silence in the room, as they wait for the next command? Or picture the lingered stare of love exchanged between a mother and her son. She had anticipated that these things would come to pass. Now they were at hand – she knew it. And He knew that she knew.

There is something amazing about this woman’s heart. I desire it.

I want a heart that is pliable, yielding, sticking so close to the Great I Am, that I am not surprised when His omnipotent timing meets my path. Willing to release my son – to do the will of his Father God. A heart like Mary’s.

I remember – that exact moment of awe and wonder. When Jesus ceased to be someone I heard of, and became the Lord of my life. Job 42:5 is forever emblazoned on my heart – “…I have heard of you by hearing of the ear; but now my eye sees you…” And if you have ever surrendered your heart and life to the Savior… you know what I mean.  It is a moment of unparalleled release, safety, peace and joy. It is true, you are never quite the same.

So, I am challenged. What am I doing with my awe and wonder? Is it tucked into the recesses of my memory? A fleeting thought, once in a while, when the communion cup is passed? Or has it ignited and become a life on fire? A desire that others can feel and know that same awe and wonder that I have been blessed to know?

In this Christmas season, I wonder… Am I enjoying the manger scene – but not truly being impacted by the significance of what that birth really brought to my life?

I ponder the awe and wonder of it all, and pray that you will too.

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A Pivotal Role, In Quiet Confidence

In Kristine Krieger,Soul Food on November 9, 2011 by The Spillover

What was it about Jonathon and David’s relationship that caught our Creator’s eye?  Of all the friendships of the time, why was this specific account the one He chose to herald the example of God-ordained friendship for us?

I wonder if it wasn’t because of the utter selflessness of Jonathon.  Knowing that he had every right to put up his heels and demand the throne, yet the God he had come to know, personally, had obviously revealed His Plan to this man – and he was on board, whatever the cost.  And this faith that I see in Jonathon –  it wasn’t a faith that his father had.  No, it surpassed his father’s faith.

Where did he learn and become so bolstered in his faith?  Was it his mother that enjoyed this kind of faith?  Or was it a journey all his own?  While the answer precludes us in the Word, the fact remains – this man had deep communication with his beloved Heavenly Father.  Faith that was lived out enough to defy human order and answer to a much higher call on his life.  Even in times of testing, when David came and spoke irrationally, in his despair – accusing Jonathon.  This friend was steadfast, understanding the emotion of the words and not imparting blame to his wounded friend.  After all they had been through, why would David question Jonathon’s loyalty?  The amazing reality is that Jonathon’s faith was so wrapped in the God who knew all, that he could see through the pain to the heart of his friend.  Even coming, we see in later chapters, to “build up David” in the promises of the Lord.  This was not a man interested in selfish ambition.  For Jonathon, it was all about God.

I know, I know… David continues to be the main storyline in the pages of I Samuel, but I must admit that I have come to admire the faith and courage of this man, Jonathon.  To me, he was an example of being in the epicenter of his Father’s will.  Steadfast, unmovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord.  And his labors weren’t in vain, were they?

His life, in the Book of Books, was portrayed as supporting character.  But God knew his name.  Jonathon understood that his role was a pivotal one, to fulfill the will of the Great God he served.  To Jonathon, GOD was the main character.  In stark contrast to David, Jonathon’s life ended strongly, with unswerving belief in a God who could do far above what he could think or ask.  And his life echoes the reflection of that belief.

This evidence has caused me to consider my own relationships.  Am I seeing them as pivotal opportunities to give God praise?  To have Him rejoice over my selfless acts of care for another?  Does my life reflect the kind of devotion to others that Jonathon exhibited?  For that matter, have I let others deep enough into my life, that they have the ability to minister to me in times when I am hurting?  Am I vulnerable enough to have the kinds of relationships, deep enough to withstand injustice/hurt to me?  And if so, what would my reaction be to this hurt?  Am I reacting to my offenses as Jonathon did?

Is it truly, for me, all about God?

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Is It Possible?

In Kristine Krieger,Perspective,Sermon Spillover,Soul Food on October 10, 2011 by The Spillover

Who thinks Kristine Krieger should write on The Spillover more often? [Adam raises hand]:

One Sent. Me. Is it possible? An opportunity so great…but I am so small.

They must have understood that their success would be all about HIM. But what must that have been like? To be prayed over in earnest by Jesus Christ. To be chosen. To be discipled by God incarnate, himself. To walk with him. To be able to speak as friend to friend – yet to comprehend that this man – whom they had come to respect, revere and follow – was the Great I Am, on earth.

Then to be commissioned to go. I wonder what it must have felt like, when they put their faith into action and for the first time – healing was given to another at the supernatural command of their voice. To meet a desperate need with a miraculous intervention. To understand with clarity – the human condition of the people that surrounded them. The amazement – which must have led to boldness and spurred deeper commitment, deeper relationship with the One who had made it all possible. Is this what they felt?

Desirous to be “Sent.” But how? When? Where? Will I be available? Will I allow my fear to detain me? Or – more importantly – have I already been sent? But in the cares and the busyness of this life, have I missed the fact that this blessing has fallen to me?

Has the great God of the universe prayed over me, as he did those 12 men of old? Me – a sinner, saved by that same grace. I have been chosen. He is desiring to disciple…me…desiring to send…me… I have everything I need in Christ Jesus. I believe. I am willing to be sent – even where I may not want to go. I am determined, I will follow you.

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