Prayer
4 years ago
Monday, July 28, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
sing it with me now!...
Praise Him, Praise Him, all ye little children: God is love... God is love, Praise Him Praise Him all ye little children, God is love, God is love!!!!
I feel as giddy as a 3 yr-old singing this and "I'm in the Lord's army" right before snack time complete with ring cookies (you know the butter kind you can "wear") and red kool-aid!
My God, Our God, is soooo Good. I almost typed is sooooo God, by accident, but that's true too. He just is. And He just is Good. I was in tears this time last night. Tired - exhausted and drained and on my face.
Today, ANSWERED. Answered in blow me away kind of ways. His provision was more than I imagined on two major accounts, and I just wanted to shout out a praise.
So PRAISE HIM PRAISE HIM ALL YE LITTLE CHILDREN!!!!
Love you friends.
I feel as giddy as a 3 yr-old singing this and "I'm in the Lord's army" right before snack time complete with ring cookies (you know the butter kind you can "wear") and red kool-aid!
My God, Our God, is soooo Good. I almost typed is sooooo God, by accident, but that's true too. He just is. And He just is Good. I was in tears this time last night. Tired - exhausted and drained and on my face.
Today, ANSWERED. Answered in blow me away kind of ways. His provision was more than I imagined on two major accounts, and I just wanted to shout out a praise.
So PRAISE HIM PRAISE HIM ALL YE LITTLE CHILDREN!!!!
Love you friends.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
http://www.northpointministries.org/player/player.jsp?occurrenceID=3030
okay first, read short post below... I'm in soak it up mode, rather than dish it out.
I plugged in to listen to Andy Stanley. And, low and behold he had a series on "summer vacation." So while, printing and cutting cheerleading-related stuff, I listened to hear how his July had been and... was moved. I'm telling you, via ipod, computer... just audio, whatever, make plans to listen to this message. Take it with you for a car ride, etc.
MAY THIS BE MY BANNER:
FORGIVENESS. RECONCILIATION.
okay first, read short post below... I'm in soak it up mode, rather than dish it out.
I plugged in to listen to Andy Stanley. And, low and behold he had a series on "summer vacation." So while, printing and cutting cheerleading-related stuff, I listened to hear how his July had been and... was moved. I'm telling you, via ipod, computer... just audio, whatever, make plans to listen to this message. Take it with you for a car ride, etc.
MAY THIS BE MY BANNER:
FORGIVENESS. RECONCILIATION.
A doable dose
Hey blog friends. I'm posting solely because I haven't. I think I've been tapped out creatively speaking through painting and cheerleading camp planning/coaching. But I'm loving the place where I find myself right now. Super busy but steady, not overwhelmed... a doable dose of life - not easy, and thank goodness, but doable - reminds me of a yoke the Lord mentions. Light.
So, I'd love feedback from you, since I have nil to say.
Give me your #1 highlight for the month of July. (or at least for the day - that'll make it easier for some of you.) I'd love to delight with you in some daily-sort or even exceptional goodness from your lives.
Oh, but I will add a WORD. Read it and may today be doable and sweet.
"Now, (insert your name), 11 ...what I am commanding you today is not too difficult for you or beyond your reach. 12 It is not up in heaven, so that you have to ask, "Who will ascend into heaven to get it and proclaim it to us so we may obey it?" 13 Nor is it beyond the sea, so that you have to ask, "Who will cross the sea to get it and proclaim it to us so we may obey it?" 14 No, the word is very near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart so you may obey it.
Deut. 30:11-14
So, I'd love feedback from you, since I have nil to say.
Give me your #1 highlight for the month of July. (or at least for the day - that'll make it easier for some of you.) I'd love to delight with you in some daily-sort or even exceptional goodness from your lives.
Oh, but I will add a WORD. Read it and may today be doable and sweet.
"Now, (insert your name), 11 ...what I am commanding you today is not too difficult for you or beyond your reach. 12 It is not up in heaven, so that you have to ask, "Who will ascend into heaven to get it and proclaim it to us so we may obey it?" 13 Nor is it beyond the sea, so that you have to ask, "Who will cross the sea to get it and proclaim it to us so we may obey it?" 14 No, the word is very near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart so you may obey it.
Deut. 30:11-14
Saturday, July 12, 2008
A snake in my bathroom!
Waking up on time was a surprise this morning, as was - what to my groggy eyes did appear... partially on the white tile, partially on the shower rug - a snake. A SNAKE! Still snuggled in bed gazing through the bathroom's open door, I prayed, "Lord, tell me there's not really a snake in my bathroom."
In the dim light, I pondered my dilemma... "looks pretty still, but man, that woman down the street did say she'd seen a huge snake in her yard, and I do think I see a snake skin through the vent under my house by the backporch that continually creeps me out, oh wait - is it... red on black, somethin-jack, red, yellow, kill a fellow - oh who the heck could remember that anyways! it has stripes...I think it would move by now... would it be attracted to the cool dampness of my bathroom; yes, I think so. If I take a diving leap with cell phone in hand towards my hallway door, I could slam it, get Christian and Belle and call Mr. Bradham (retired, wise neighbor)... would he be awake yet? No. But this is an emergency... still, I need to put on a bra first...ugh"
FLICK.
on came my bedside light.
Nope.
Multi-colored necklace lying in a suspicious (even sinister) serpentine shape.
Not a snake.
PHEW.
Head back on pillow, thinking, "Ooo - analogy."
I almost took a picture. I still might recreate the scene and post a pic later. Seriously, you would have thought it was a snake too!
Later, laughing at myself, and how we convince ourselves of things in the dark - on so many levels - I read some of Luke 8.
Check out 8:16-17:
16 “No one, when he has lit a lamp, covers it with a vessel or puts it under a bed, but sets it on a lampstand, that those who enter may see the light. 17 For nothing is secret that will not be revealed, nor anything hidden that will not be known and come to light."
Amongst other provisions, there is lucidity in light.
In the dim light, I pondered my dilemma... "looks pretty still, but man, that woman down the street did say she'd seen a huge snake in her yard, and I do think I see a snake skin through the vent under my house by the backporch that continually creeps me out, oh wait - is it... red on black, somethin-jack, red, yellow, kill a fellow - oh who the heck could remember that anyways! it has stripes...I think it would move by now... would it be attracted to the cool dampness of my bathroom; yes, I think so. If I take a diving leap with cell phone in hand towards my hallway door, I could slam it, get Christian and Belle and call Mr. Bradham (retired, wise neighbor)... would he be awake yet? No. But this is an emergency... still, I need to put on a bra first...ugh"
FLICK.
on came my bedside light.
Nope.
Multi-colored necklace lying in a suspicious (even sinister) serpentine shape.
Not a snake.
PHEW.
Head back on pillow, thinking, "Ooo - analogy."
I almost took a picture. I still might recreate the scene and post a pic later. Seriously, you would have thought it was a snake too!
Later, laughing at myself, and how we convince ourselves of things in the dark - on so many levels - I read some of Luke 8.
Check out 8:16-17:
16 “No one, when he has lit a lamp, covers it with a vessel or puts it under a bed, but sets it on a lampstand, that those who enter may see the light. 17 For nothing is secret that will not be revealed, nor anything hidden that will not be known and come to light."
Amongst other provisions, there is lucidity in light.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
is... snoring?
"i ate aww my foo.. but I didn't eat the 'coos coos' [couscous]." Christian (mouth FULL) just came into my oasis to say that. I owe him some milk now.
It's raining, it's pouring, and the old man is snoring.
The whole story can be found in the beginning of Luke Ch. 7. It's familiar probably... Jesus sees a woman overcome with grief, a widow who has lost her only hope at a life without poverty and begging. Her only son has died. At first, in my self-centeredness... I thought: What? I'm not a widow. I have two living children. This is not the situation I've been dialoguing about nonstop Lord. Without hanging out all of my heart's details, though they are many and twisted and dripping... I'll share what I'm trying to learn in reality.
The Lord, bopped me upside the inside of my head and said in my spirit, something like, "duh, I MAKE THINGS NEW. I BRING THE DEAD BACK TO LIFE. HAVE FAITH." He that was DEAD, SAT UP.
Belle just came in, read the last lines, and smiled and said "hmm, is that a Bible verse or something?" Precious.
OH! What does that faith really look like? Jesus, I know you did and can and will, and You, oh Lord, will have to stretch my faith and move. I can't do anything. I can hardly keep the dust off my furniture (oh, who I am kidding - I can't keep it off), much less uproot evil. LORD, MOVE.
"We often think receiving what we've been guaranteed ought to be a cakewalk, but Scripture shows the opposite is more often true. The most profound things God promised were often fulfilled against the greatest odds and through the most difficult hardships. To God, faith is often the point - God does nothing cheaply. Perhaps the divine nature of a promise fulfilled guarantees its expense. We may receive a hundred unexpected things from God with delightful ease while the fulfillment of some of the things we believe He promised us proves virtually impossible. You see, the impossibility is what makes the fulfillment of the promise fall under the God category. God makes promises man simply can't keep."
B. Moore, Patriarchs
God, Lord, the Creator, creator of rain and booming thunder, wake and move, Lord. I vow to bring you all the glory, Oh God.
It's raining, it's pouring, and the old man is snoring.
Well, big ole blobs of rain are dousing my house with "rumble rumbles" sprinkled in between, but what I'm mulling over is the "old man" part. I'm gonna get real, and please forgive me for sounding irreverent. But sometimes I feel like that... when my faith gets itty bitty and the rain drops are real big and I'm like - Lord, are you snoring or what??? I've been praying and waiting and... nothin. OR devastating evidence that leans in the OPPOSITE direction.
I woke up this morning hearing myself say something in a dream that sounded like, "Why do you insist on me reading Luke 7:15?" I actually read that verse and verses that precede it yesterday, so it makes sense that that would come to mind, but I don't want to over-rationalize the significance.
Luke 7:15 (King James Version)
15And he that was dead sat up, and began to speak. And he delivered him to his mother.
The whole story can be found in the beginning of Luke Ch. 7. It's familiar probably... Jesus sees a woman overcome with grief, a widow who has lost her only hope at a life without poverty and begging. Her only son has died. At first, in my self-centeredness... I thought: What? I'm not a widow. I have two living children. This is not the situation I've been dialoguing about nonstop Lord. Without hanging out all of my heart's details, though they are many and twisted and dripping... I'll share what I'm trying to learn in reality.
The Lord, bopped me upside the inside of my head and said in my spirit, something like, "duh, I MAKE THINGS NEW. I BRING THE DEAD BACK TO LIFE. HAVE FAITH." He that was DEAD, SAT UP.
Belle just came in, read the last lines, and smiled and said "hmm, is that a Bible verse or something?" Precious.
OH! What does that faith really look like? Jesus, I know you did and can and will, and You, oh Lord, will have to stretch my faith and move. I can't do anything. I can hardly keep the dust off my furniture (oh, who I am kidding - I can't keep it off), much less uproot evil. LORD, MOVE.
"We often think receiving what we've been guaranteed ought to be a cakewalk, but Scripture shows the opposite is more often true. The most profound things God promised were often fulfilled against the greatest odds and through the most difficult hardships. To God, faith is often the point - God does nothing cheaply. Perhaps the divine nature of a promise fulfilled guarantees its expense. We may receive a hundred unexpected things from God with delightful ease while the fulfillment of some of the things we believe He promised us proves virtually impossible. You see, the impossibility is what makes the fulfillment of the promise fall under the God category. God makes promises man simply can't keep."
B. Moore, Patriarchs
God, Lord, the Creator, creator of rain and booming thunder, wake and move, Lord. I vow to bring you all the glory, Oh God.
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