Blog Article – Page 108

November 30, 2008

“Not” Like The Others

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My field of vision can be so short sighted, I can barely see past my own nose or should I say beyond my current situation. About the time I think I have gained insight as to who I am or what I am to offer others, here comes another circumstance to help set me apart from those around me.

By apart, I mean my feeling like that old song from a Sesame Street episode….

One of these things is not like the others,
One of these things just doesn’t belong,
Can you tell which thing is not like the others
By the time I finish my song?

In another life I would have thought that to be a bad thing. Today I have a new perspective.

Gal 1:15 But when God, who set me apart from birth and called me by his grace, was pleased

Indeed, “one of these is not like the others”

November 27, 2008

A Young Man’s Joy

Thanksgiving is a special day for all beyond our stuffing the bellies full of tasty treats. We are thankful for so many things. We are grateful for the many tangible ways we are blessed. We have jobs. We have a home. We have food to eat. And more importantly we have the love of our family and friends.

Today we get to spend time in the presence of of one young man who is three years old. He is full of the innocence and wonder of life. Asking lots of questions. His laughter fills the space of every room. He is a joy. He is infectious. He is trusting and he offers his love so easily. I can learn a lot from this small boy.

November 25, 2008

The Lie Or The Truth

The lie….

Come on, now.
I hear you’re feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

The truth…

Come on, now.
I hear you’re feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Whose version will you believe?

Jesus, a Savior or Satan, the father of lies?

Interesting how words can be used for both. We need to be wary and dig for truth.

1 John 4:1 Dear friends, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God, because many false prophets have gone out into the world.

** Lyrics used from Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd

November 24, 2008

Pretend Armor Of Youth

It was the look upon my face she said. Was I being that transparent? Had I let my guard down? My strength was a thing I’d worn proudly into every battle I’d ever been in and no one ever knew the scars I bore.

I looked closely at the armor I had been wearing and I realized it was pretend, all of it. I had made it in my youth and I just kept putting layers of denial over it until it felt strong enough to be unbendable. I’d missed the cracks.

Holding it up to the Light I realized how vulnerable I was. My armor was crumbling. It was time to seek a new armor. A few friends were kind enough to point me in the right direction of where I’d find such battle gear. In my weak state I’d need their help to make the trip.

November 22, 2008

Jesus Rose

There it lay upon my windshield, a lovely long stemmed rose.

I do not know whose hands were used for delivery but I did believe it came from my Savior.

The signature merely said, “Love, Jesus”.

November 21, 2008

I AM Inviting

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Arising early I hear HIS voice calling…

Come again I have more to speak

Be still

Quiet

Rest daughter in MY arms

You don’t expect ME

I come like the wind

Softly I breeze

You notice MY touch so gentle

Yes I AM

Hush

Receive what I want to give you

I AM inviting you to come closer

MY heart you shall have

November 20, 2008

Fire Taking Me Higher

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And my skin is burning
With the fire of the world.
Sometimes my eyes are tricking me
But when the words of His song
Are singing through the birds
I can’t help but die,
so He can take me higher
I can’t help but die,
so He can take me higher

Chorus – Lyrics of Skin is Burning by Burlap To Cashmere

Ro 14:8 If we live, we live to the Lord; and if we die, we die to the Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord.

November 19, 2008

30 Minutes Is Not Enough

I had 30 minutes to do with what I wanted and although I enjoy many people I am around, more often than not I desire to be alone. You see I am never alone no matter what my mind tries to tell me. I ducked away from anyone who might ask me questions. I’d had enough questions of my own, I couldn’t take anyone else’s.

Selfishness was my drug of choice momentarily. I took the back stairs to my car and couldn’t get the keys in the door fast enough. My minutes were already ticking away and I needed something I knew was mine. Zipping my car away from the parking lot faster than I should I was finally alone.

Alone with my heavenly Father to find the peace only He offers me. I had so many questions for Him but I didn’t need to be clumsy and put them into verbal words. He would always just let me be at rest in Him. Driving through the countryside it was so beautiful to look at His colorful palette. I had to roll down the window and put my hand into the fresh breeze. I wanted all of Him to roll over me.

My mind tries to understand such love…how wide? How deep? 30 minutes was not enough. I’d be back every chance I get.

November 16, 2008

Hungry Hearts

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“Everybody’s got a hungry heart.” The first time I heard this was on some radio with Bruce Springsteen belting out a tune about leaving behind the old to search for something new. Of course his lyrics clearly spoke of how he was looking for this something new in the existing culture and a tangible reality he could see.

What I see is beyond this world’s ability to comprehend. Our hungry hearts recognize the need to be reconciled with “something more, something so much greater” than what we are seeing and living today.

Matrix déjà vu….it’s time to leave the grid and live for the promise even when it means to feel pain, to experience loss and to sacrifice our comfortable existence.

November 15, 2008

All Of Me

How I long to be close to your Presence

I drop to my knees unasked but willing to be humble

You command my respect captivating me with tender mercies

Who am I that You would want to know me

Who are You but hope and salvation

As tears run down my cheeks You capture them

I think the bottle must be full enough

When will I see You

I desire more of You

You are asking for more of me

I give up myself finally

All of me