Category: Blog Article

“I’ll call you later” he said.

I waited, staying up late into the night but my phone never rang. Disappointed again, I finally turned off my cell phone and took my tired body to bed.

Our trusting natures are whittled down by life’s experiences and many are seemingly small to the “caller” in life but never to the one waiting for the “call”. Have you ever met that small child who is so willing to believe you have something special in your closed hand? Over and over again they will choose the ‘left or right’ fist; that is, until the game is played just one too many times with the “something special” not being delivered.

Lip service is so common practice in our generation we don’t even look at it anymore for what it really is; a lie.

It’s been strange days here in California with all the fires. When I leave for work in the morning the air is so thick with smoke the sky is no longer blue and the rising sun is blood red in color being filtered through the haze.

I looked at the satellite photo from yesterday and the red dots are all around the valley I live in. These are but a few of the natural disasters going on around the globe. I have no comment of worth on such matters but it does get one’s attention.

The air has been thick with smoke many days now making it hard to breathe easy. I can’t help but to equate it with the news channels also bombarding people with how awful everything is. It reminds me of those schoolmates who loved to stir up trouble where there was little to be had. I don’t dismiss that it is a struggle with the current condition of our economy but I will never understand the need of our own national and local news to bury people with discouragement.

On the other hand I don’t believe that putting one’s head in the sand is an answer. We really should look more closely at the truth of our situation. We have an opportunity to be reconciled with our King both for ourselves and our nation but we have to first admit we need help.

2 Ch 7:14 If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.

I was watching a movie with my husband when a line jumped out at me enough to stop it altogether. The character had said, “greatness only emerges when needed most” and this made me wonder at why the writer had gone down this path of thinking. The rest of the conversation was an example of how circumstances brought out that greatness with mention of war or calamity.

Now I would agree these are certainly moments of great distress that bring out courage and bravery but I also think there are other situations given absolutely no attention happening every day which also draws upon “emerging greatness”. Of course these stories will never be headline news or even a footnote in history books but humility isn’t looking for a pat on the back.

I am thinking upon the man or woman who prays in desperation for the lost souls of those they love and even those they don’t know. This takes a call to action, dedication, fervency and a need to be humble. “Not by might nor by power but by my Spirit.” They are often shunned and disrespected by those they give up their time to help. This is the true understanding to love others more than yourself.

I found myself in agreement with the writer of the movie. To have “greatness emerge” does take war or calamity, and we are in a very real battle. For though we live in the world, we do not wage war as the world does…For our struggle is not against the flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

We are living in a time where this greatness must emerge now because it’s most needed!

Unrequited love is the most exasperating kind there is. To chase after someone who doesn’t acknowledge your love back.

I had been that lover of self, ignoring the beauty offered me. I snubbed the heart of one who had shown me mercy and compassion. I ignored His pleas to come to Him. I preferred the party of the world and my own attentions.

Still He chased me with tender calls in the night; in the quiet moments of pain he poured soothing oils upon my open wounds. I did not thank Him. I did not stop to look at His open arms waiting to hold me, to help me heal. I ran as fast as I could in other directions. When He’d call me with whispers of love I would turn up the volume around me louder so as to drown out what He was speaking.

I called Him a liar when He had only spoke to me in truth. I tormented His heart when I accused Him of letting me down, though I had never asked His help in such moments of need. I dressed Him up in the clothes of clowns and fools. In time I knew He would lose interest in me.

I was wrong. My faithful lover waited for me. He still desired me though I had sullied myself with the filth of the world. He had numbered my wanderings and put my tears into His bottle. I do not deserve His love but He forgives me all. He washes me clean and removes my shame. His love is wondrous and bountiful, why had I ignored it for so long? He comforts me in the night and fills me with joy in the days. I now run to be in His arms, I long for His coming again.

Sol 1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth-for your love is more delightful than wine.

“The Matrix” movie is an artistic commentary on our lives and if we open our eyes we can see the parallels for whether or not we will believe there to be more.

It had been years since I watched this movie and I was quite intrigued to have watched it again about six months ago with new eyes. I found myself enjoying it in a way as never before and I couldn’t resist writing down some notes on index cards without any foreknowledge of what I’d do with them or who I’d share them with. Once more I find myself jumping off a cliff of solid footing into the great unknown!

In the story a man is living in a seemingly normal world and yet his spirit is restless, knowing there has to be more than this life he is living. He begins to search out a mythical character online whose name he only knows as Morpheus. After having a dream wherein he is told to follow the rabbit, he is awakened to a knock at his door. Seeing a rabbit tattoo, he follows this group of people into the night and meets up with someone claiming they too have been looking for him, and confirming the hope there is certainly more to this life than what he can see with his natural eyes.

The rest of the movie was pointed in its context of choices, to either believe or not believe. Our man is eventually lured into a room with the mythical character Morpheus who offers him this choice in the form of “the blue pill or the red pill”. One would awaken him to reality and the other would leave him behind in the pseudo reality of materialism and fleshly desires.

Our man chooses to believe and this is where his life is turned upside down. Instead of being transported into a life of luxury he is shown a life of suffering for the greater good of helping those of Zion reclaim the world now lost to them. His mates are seemingly good people and Morpheus takes on the role of teacher, showing the man that his power is not in his flesh but inward, in what he believes to be real. Although the man wants to believe this, he has trouble overcoming his doubt, and many times throughout the remainder of the story this dual mindedness hinders his progress.

The crew aboard the ship “Nebuchadnezzar” continues to fight off other ships known as “searchers” whose only role seems to be to kill, steal and destroy. The man’s girlfriend on the ship is named Trinity and she helps him grow in confidence, standing beside him through every battle. She is both tough and tender in her role. As he visits the oracle or what we would think of as a prophet who guides him on the path of this journey, he really isn’t sure of his role until he realizes just what it is the Sentients have in mind for his teacher Morpheus.

The Sentients are intriguing characters who continually show up throughout the story, intent upon keeping anyone from realizing there to be a reality beyond the world they have control over. They have the power to be anyone and no one. Possession of one’s body is a common tool for their work.

A crew member Cypher has grown weary of battle and acts like Judas giving up the teacher Morpheus with an assurance he would have no more awareness of the promised life ever again. After capturing Morpheus, the Sentient named Smith has but one desire. In starting his conversation he speaks of a revelation; he longs to break free from this prison (pseudo-world) and it’s interesting that he mentions its smell. (Testimonies of those who have been given revelation of hell talk of a stench beyond comprehension.) Morpheus is ready to give up his life for the good of his crew but they finally accept the power within themselves and choose in turn to give up their own lives in order to save Morpheus.

The resulting battles waged are truly ones to give us eyes for seeing good versus evil and how each angel of light or darkness vie for our very souls. My question is will you choose “the blue pill or the red pill”?

Here are some more interesting insights to the characters and names used in the movie called “The Matrix”. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Matrix_character_names

Under the weather! A term we often hear when one isn’t well and thanks to a viral infection I am rendered mute in voice for a day or so. I took the day off of work so my body could heal more quickly by resting but I had also made a doctor’s appointment to be sure it wasn’t too serious.

Sitting in the waiting room and later in that smaller room with the plastic bed covered in a thin layer of paper, I couldn’t help but wonder about all the many people who stream in and out of these rooms with their infirmities. A curiosity came over me; how many people walked into this office thinking they only had a minor illness to be told it was something life threatening? Who or what do they turn to in order to cope?

While my doctor sat in front of me inputting a prescription for cough medicine, I found myself looking at him with new eyes. He had given himself to years of education and long hours only to sit here with me and try his best to heal what ailed me. My mind is taken back to the physician who created us all and how we might all be healed and comforted if we but ask.

In this moment I feel like the bird flying under the weather of many problems, protected from on high. Even during those times when I hit a storm cloud I can still see the light of hope.

I am sorry for those who lack hope. They turn toward empty endeavors to find their happiness. Many put their aspirations in material possessions such as homes, cars and jobs to give them a sense of security. Others bury themselves in hobbies or relationships with other people. None of these things are necessarily wrong to have, just pointless if we seek our happiness in them.

Time and again I come face to face with those looking for something they can’t define. Of course I hear the typical dismissive tones when my faith is discussed. Things like, “if that works for you” as though it’s some kind of magic eight ball I shake up for my answers to life.

Believing in Jesus did not bring ease to my life, quite the opposite. My life was turned upside down. Everything I had accepted as normal was a lie. The more I gave to my Lord the more he wanted from me and the biggest possession being asked for is my heart. This goes against a logical mindset and every day I am forced to make a leap of faith, letting go of what’s in my hand right now for the promise of something better tomorrow and eternally.

My heart breaks for those who continue to look for more in this life and yet casually dismiss the offer of salvation in Jesus. I may struggle with letting go of my logical thoughts but I don’t waiver one bit in knowing what I believe by faith.
“G. K. Chesterson summed up this counterpoint well when he suggested that when belief in God becomes difficult, the tendency is to turn away from him—but in heaven’s name to what?” As quoted by Ravi Zacharias, Beyond Opinion

And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones who start
To mold a new reality
Closer to the heart

Lyrics by Rush

I absolutely loved this song throughout the years but I awoke this morning with it ringing in my head. Father’s Day is a public acknowledgment for our earthly fathers and these words now had a more personal meaning.

It’s not our political leaders, athlete superstars, hip hop artists or movie stars who can most greatly impact a nation. It’s the grass roots approach of one man at a time; one father at a time. Whether he is raising a single child or a full on tribe, his influence is what can make the future generation stand tall.

Kirk Franklin recently sings a song that says “it takes a whole nation to raise a generation” and I would agree. I am looking to see fathers recognize their opportunity to change a nation’s generation by bringing them closer to the heart.

I have a bookmark on my desk I use now and again because it has reminders printed on it. One of them jumped out at me this morning.

“Don’t allow precious things to become common.”

I wondered if the precious things in my life have become common and I realize indeed some have. I feel an urgency this morning to call someone special in my life and find out how they are doing. It’s too easy to say to myself, “I’ll call them next week”. Today is precious though so I will choose not to treat it like a common day and see what happens.