“Why does God allow bad things to happen to good people?” The answer to the troubling question is really quite simple. This is NOT the world God planned for us.
He gave us freedom of choice. We had messed things up for ourselves from the very beginning. We are all living the consequences of our own poor choices or someone else’s poor choices.
The only wise choice is to accept God’s solution: Christ. He is only Way to the other, heavenly world that God has also planned for us.
This world is not my home. This is NOT the world God planned for us.
Anonymous
Monday, December 04, 2006
Friday, December 01, 2006
100 AD Hymns
Greetings!
While doing my personal study I happened upon a collection of 100 to 150 AD hymns that our Brothers and Sisters sang so many years ago. Needless to say we no longer sing these, but it is awsome to read what they sung to the glory of God so soon after He was with us.
Enjoy!
"1. He has filled me with words of truth, that I may proclaim Him.
2. And like the flowing of waters, truth flows from my mouth, and my lips declare His fruits.
3. And He has caused His knowledge to abound in me, because the mouth of the Lord is the true Word, and the entrance of His light.
4. And the Most High has given Him to His generations, which are
5. The interpreters of His beauty, And the narrators of His glory, And the confessors of His purpose, And the preachers of His mind, And the teachers of His works.
6. For the subtlety of the Word is inexpressible, and like His utterance so also is His swiftness and His acuteness, for limitless is His progression.
7. He never falls but remains standing, and one cannot comprehend His descent or His way.
8. For as His work is, so is His expectation, for He is the light and dawning of thought.
9. And by Him the generations spoke to one another, and those that were silent acquired speech.
10. And from Him came love and equality, and they spoke one to another that which was theirs. 11. And they were stimulated by the Word, and knew Him who made them, because they were in harmony.
12. For the mouth of the Most High spoke to them, and His exposition prospered through Him.
13. For the dwelling place of the Word is man, and His truth is love.
14. Blessed are they who by means of Him have perceived everything, and have known the Lord in His truth.
Hallelujah."
If you are interested in the complete collection send me a separate email. Its a 22 page Word Document ....
David T.
While doing my personal study I happened upon a collection of 100 to 150 AD hymns that our Brothers and Sisters sang so many years ago. Needless to say we no longer sing these, but it is awsome to read what they sung to the glory of God so soon after He was with us.
Enjoy!
"1. He has filled me with words of truth, that I may proclaim Him.
2. And like the flowing of waters, truth flows from my mouth, and my lips declare His fruits.
3. And He has caused His knowledge to abound in me, because the mouth of the Lord is the true Word, and the entrance of His light.
4. And the Most High has given Him to His generations, which are
5. The interpreters of His beauty, And the narrators of His glory, And the confessors of His purpose, And the preachers of His mind, And the teachers of His works.
6. For the subtlety of the Word is inexpressible, and like His utterance so also is His swiftness and His acuteness, for limitless is His progression.
7. He never falls but remains standing, and one cannot comprehend His descent or His way.
8. For as His work is, so is His expectation, for He is the light and dawning of thought.
9. And by Him the generations spoke to one another, and those that were silent acquired speech.
10. And from Him came love and equality, and they spoke one to another that which was theirs. 11. And they were stimulated by the Word, and knew Him who made them, because they were in harmony.
12. For the mouth of the Most High spoke to them, and His exposition prospered through Him.
13. For the dwelling place of the Word is man, and His truth is love.
14. Blessed are they who by means of Him have perceived everything, and have known the Lord in His truth.
Hallelujah."
If you are interested in the complete collection send me a separate email. Its a 22 page Word Document ....
David T.
Friday, November 24, 2006
The Purpose
Why?
Deep down, isn’t that what we all want to know? Why did the accident have to happen? Why did 4 teenage girls die? Why will 36 kids, lots of parents, and tons of family and friends have 30 feet of nightmares for a very long time to come?
We think that if we can figure out THE PURPOSE, then it will make sense, and we can have closure. Perhaps it won’t be as sad. Perhaps it won’t be repeated.
But that’s not the way it works. And we know that too, deep down.
Why God allows bad things to happen to good people is the unanswerable question. It defies our sense of justice, that sense of justice that we inherited from God, by the way. He made us to expect apples from apple trees, oranges from orange trees, to reap what we sow. To expect that if we do what is right, then nothing will go wrong.
So when the reverse happens, and innocent children die for no apparent reason, we can get stuck in the quagmire of whys.
We crawl out at times on our own flimsy boards of reasoning: maybe it was for a wake-up call to pull other students on the right track; maybe the girls who died were prepared for heaven now and might not have been later; maybe it will prompt safety alterations that will prevent more deaths in the future.
But whatever excuses for answers we come up with, we know they fall short. We’re missing too many puzzles pieces, ones that our eyes can’t see. So eventually we change the question. Instead of “Why are they gone?”, we ask “Why am I here?”
We do know that God created us intentionally and deliberately to live. More specifically, to live for Him. By design, our purpose is to reach out for our Creator and touch others as we do that.
So while we can’t answer why God allowed Nicole, Christina, Tanesha, and Crystal to die this week, God has given answers about why we are still here. To love Him and to love others. Thoughtfully, willfully, and voluntarily.
One way we do that is to put our arms around those struggling with the first question.
Then one day when we’ve all gone home to stay, our Father will wrap his arms around us and make all His purposes plain.
Lisa
Deep down, isn’t that what we all want to know? Why did the accident have to happen? Why did 4 teenage girls die? Why will 36 kids, lots of parents, and tons of family and friends have 30 feet of nightmares for a very long time to come?
We think that if we can figure out THE PURPOSE, then it will make sense, and we can have closure. Perhaps it won’t be as sad. Perhaps it won’t be repeated.
But that’s not the way it works. And we know that too, deep down.
Why God allows bad things to happen to good people is the unanswerable question. It defies our sense of justice, that sense of justice that we inherited from God, by the way. He made us to expect apples from apple trees, oranges from orange trees, to reap what we sow. To expect that if we do what is right, then nothing will go wrong.
So when the reverse happens, and innocent children die for no apparent reason, we can get stuck in the quagmire of whys.
We crawl out at times on our own flimsy boards of reasoning: maybe it was for a wake-up call to pull other students on the right track; maybe the girls who died were prepared for heaven now and might not have been later; maybe it will prompt safety alterations that will prevent more deaths in the future.
But whatever excuses for answers we come up with, we know they fall short. We’re missing too many puzzles pieces, ones that our eyes can’t see. So eventually we change the question. Instead of “Why are they gone?”, we ask “Why am I here?”
We do know that God created us intentionally and deliberately to live. More specifically, to live for Him. By design, our purpose is to reach out for our Creator and touch others as we do that.
So while we can’t answer why God allowed Nicole, Christina, Tanesha, and Crystal to die this week, God has given answers about why we are still here. To love Him and to love others. Thoughtfully, willfully, and voluntarily.
One way we do that is to put our arms around those struggling with the first question.
Then one day when we’ve all gone home to stay, our Father will wrap his arms around us and make all His purposes plain.
Lisa
Nicole's Cup
I didn't think I would be writing about death so soon, but I wanted to share about Nicole Ford.
Nicole’s cup
One of the teachers told me there had been a tragic bus accident with fatalities and serious injuries. I turned on the news. That’s how I learned that a teenager named Nicole Ford had been killed. At first I just wondered if it had been our little Nicole, but the worst was soon confirmed when they described how this victim had been shot in the face and had a young son. I was in shock, “How could this happen – to Nicole, to the other students – or even at all.” When I got home and I saw Nicole’s cup on the window sill. That’s when the memories came and I was able to cry.
My memories are of a sweet, funny little girl who first came into my life when she was in first grade. Nicole was one of “Linda’s kids.” She rode the van to attend Central and we became her foster parents. Nicole sat with me during worship - sometimes napping on my lap, or snuggling on my shoulder while she practiced writing her name and the words “I love you.”
Over the years she would often come to our house on Sunday afternoons. One of the funniest memories was watching her comb and braid Benjamin’s hair. He was so patient with her. She loved to play with my old dolls while she watched Jurassic Park. We would start the movie, let it run and then take it out when it was time to leave. When she came back the next time, we’d just plug it in wherever we left off the last time.
One day when we dropped her off at home, she ran inside saying she had something for me. All toothless smiles, she presented me with her treasure – a little tea pot and a cup with a broken handle. Now it’s my treasure. I’ve had it sitting out on my window sill for years to remind me of my sweet little Nicole.
Isn’t that just like what we do with God? We present him with our only treasure – the broken cup of our lives. Now we are God’s treasure. He accepts our broken cups and places us lovingly “on his window sill.”
Kathleen
Nicole’s cup
One of the teachers told me there had been a tragic bus accident with fatalities and serious injuries. I turned on the news. That’s how I learned that a teenager named Nicole Ford had been killed. At first I just wondered if it had been our little Nicole, but the worst was soon confirmed when they described how this victim had been shot in the face and had a young son. I was in shock, “How could this happen – to Nicole, to the other students – or even at all.” When I got home and I saw Nicole’s cup on the window sill. That’s when the memories came and I was able to cry.
My memories are of a sweet, funny little girl who first came into my life when she was in first grade. Nicole was one of “Linda’s kids.” She rode the van to attend Central and we became her foster parents. Nicole sat with me during worship - sometimes napping on my lap, or snuggling on my shoulder while she practiced writing her name and the words “I love you.”
Over the years she would often come to our house on Sunday afternoons. One of the funniest memories was watching her comb and braid Benjamin’s hair. He was so patient with her. She loved to play with my old dolls while she watched Jurassic Park. We would start the movie, let it run and then take it out when it was time to leave. When she came back the next time, we’d just plug it in wherever we left off the last time.
One day when we dropped her off at home, she ran inside saying she had something for me. All toothless smiles, she presented me with her treasure – a little tea pot and a cup with a broken handle. Now it’s my treasure. I’ve had it sitting out on my window sill for years to remind me of my sweet little Nicole.
Isn’t that just like what we do with God? We present him with our only treasure – the broken cup of our lives. Now we are God’s treasure. He accepts our broken cups and places us lovingly “on his window sill.”
Kathleen
Monday, November 20, 2006
Fear of Death by Kathleen
In reading Hebrews this week, I was struck by our fear of death. Satan intended to use our fear of death for evil. In Christ we should have no fear of death – but I admit I still do.
Maybe death will be like standing on the edge of a swimming pool. It’s foggy and I can’t see the water. I’m pretty sure I will like swimming. I’ve heard wonderful accounts from a reliable witness who has jumped in before me. But I am still standing on the edge of the pool, the only existence I know about. It’s a lovely place to be waiting before I jump. After all, it was created by the same lifeguard who is calling for me to join him in the water.
The lifeguard tells me not to fear. “Come on in, the water’s fine! I’ve stood where you are now, but this is so much better! So divinely refreshing! Family and friends are swimming around in here too. You can hear my voice, so you know I’m right here to catch you when you’re ready. So, don’t be afraid.”
One day, the lifeguard will call and I’ll make that jump. Will I feel fear or feel a grand anticipation? Probably a little of both.
But I will make the jump because I trust the lifeguard.
Kathleen Lowery
Maybe death will be like standing on the edge of a swimming pool. It’s foggy and I can’t see the water. I’m pretty sure I will like swimming. I’ve heard wonderful accounts from a reliable witness who has jumped in before me. But I am still standing on the edge of the pool, the only existence I know about. It’s a lovely place to be waiting before I jump. After all, it was created by the same lifeguard who is calling for me to join him in the water.
The lifeguard tells me not to fear. “Come on in, the water’s fine! I’ve stood where you are now, but this is so much better! So divinely refreshing! Family and friends are swimming around in here too. You can hear my voice, so you know I’m right here to catch you when you’re ready. So, don’t be afraid.”
One day, the lifeguard will call and I’ll make that jump. Will I feel fear or feel a grand anticipation? Probably a little of both.
But I will make the jump because I trust the lifeguard.
Kathleen Lowery
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
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Monday, November 06, 2006
Heavenly Verses
Colossians 3:1-2 is a challenge I like to be reminded of. I need more reminders to “look above,” to see things from a spiritual, eternal perspective, to understand that what I see with my eyes and touch with my hands are not the real things.
I also am inspired by Hebrews 12:1,2. Just think of it: “surrounded by a cloud of great witnesses”—Noah, Abraham, Moses…. Such men of faith who were responsive to the responsibilities that God placed on their shoulders. Their races were much more difficult than my life race, yet their endurance, bred from a strong faith in the Father, kept them from laying down and quitting in the hard times. What a blessing it will be when we can listen to their stories first-hand.
The kingdom within now, and the kingdom in fullness later--incredible realizations and goals as gifts from our Lord. I look forward to my “departure to be with Christ” (Philippians 1:21-23), to live in timelessness, spirit-to-Spirit, with the ultimate Giver.
Lisa
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If then you have been raised with Christ, seek the things that are above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things that are above, not on things that are on earth.
Colossians 3:1-2
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God.
Hebrews 12:1-2
For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. If I am to go on living in the body, this will mean fruitful labor for me. Yet what shall I choose? I do not know! I am torn between the two: I desire to depart and be with Christ, which is better by far.
Philippians 1:21-23
Thursday, November 02, 2006
I Can Only Imagine
Artist: Mercy Me
I can only imagine
What it will be like
When I walk
By your side
I can only imagine
What my eyes will see
When your face
Is before me
I can only imagine
[Chorus:]
Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel
Will I dance for you Jesus
Or in awe of you be still
Will I stand in your presence
Or to my knees will I fall
Will I sing hallelujah
Will I be able to speak at all
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
When that day comes
And I find myself
Standing in the Son
I can only imagine
When all I will do
Is forever
Forever worship You
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
What it will be like
When I walk
By your side
I can only imagine
What my eyes will see
When your face
Is before me
I can only imagine
[Chorus:]
Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel
Will I dance for you Jesus
Or in awe of you be still
Will I stand in your presence
Or to my knees will I fall
Will I sing hallelujah
Will I be able to speak at all
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
When that day comes
And I find myself
Standing in the Son
I can only imagine
When all I will do
Is forever
Forever worship You
I can only imagine
I think heaven...
I think heaven is going to be more awesome than anyone can imagine. My limited mind is certainly not capable of comprehending what it will be like. There aren't even words in my vocabulary to express it. I just know I want to be there.
l Corinthians 2:9 Paul tell us "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him"
Revelations 21:4 "He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away"
I can only imagine.
Adrienne
l Corinthians 2:9 Paul tell us "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him"
Revelations 21:4 "He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away"
I can only imagine.
Adrienne
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Week 9 Questions - Heaven
1. What do you think heaven will be like? What do you most look forward to about it?
2. Share scriptures about heaven that inspire you.
3. For the Wednesday Worship Class participants:
Please give your comments about your experience with the class this quarter.
(What was beneficial? Distracting? Encouraging? Etc.)
2. Share scriptures about heaven that inspire you.
3. For the Wednesday Worship Class participants:
Please give your comments about your experience with the class this quarter.
(What was beneficial? Distracting? Encouraging? Etc.)
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Go to Heaven - Upset Hell!
C. S. Lewis - Screwtape Letters
Background - Screwtape, a senior devil, has been coaching Wormwood, a junior tempter, how to lure a male human away from “the Enemy” and into hell. Wormwood’s “patient” became a Christian and has been killed in the German bombing of London. Screwtape describes to Wormwood the feelings in hell.
My Dear Wormwood, you have let a soul slip through your fingers. The howl of sharpened famine for that loss re-echoes at this moment through all the levels of Hell down to the very Throne itself. It makes me mad to think of it.
How well I know what happened at the instant when they snatched him from you! There was a sudden clearing of his eyes (was there not?) as he saw you for the first time, and recognized the part you had had in him and knew that you had it no longer. Just think (and let it be the beginning of your agony) what he felt at that moment; as if a scab had fallen from an old sore, as if he shuffled off for good and all a defiled, wet, clinging garment.
The more one thinks about it, the worse it becomes. He got through so easily! One moment it seemed to be all our world; the scream of bombs, the heart cold with horrors, the brain reeling; next moment this was all gone, gone like a bad dream, never again to be of any account.
Defeated, out-maneuvered fool! Did you mark how naturally—as if he'd been born for it—the earthborn vermin entered the new life? How all his doubts became, in the twinkling of an eye, ridiculous?
As he saw you, he also saw Them. I know how it was. You reeled back dizzy and blinded, more hurt by them than he had ever been by bombs. The degradation of it!—that this thing of earth and slime could stand upright and converse with spirits before whom you, a spirit, could only cower. He had not the faintest conception till that very hour of how they would look, and, at times, even doubted their existence. But when he saw them he knew that he had always known them and he realized what part each one of them had played at many an hour in his life when he had supposed himself alone. Recognition made him free in their company almost before the limbs of his corpse became quiet. Only you were left outside.
He saw not only Them; your patient also saw Him. This animal, this thing begotten in a bed, could look on Him. What is blinding, suffocating fire to you, is now cool light to him, is clarity itself, and wears the form of a Man.
~ Posted by Ed Ditto
Background - Screwtape, a senior devil, has been coaching Wormwood, a junior tempter, how to lure a male human away from “the Enemy” and into hell. Wormwood’s “patient” became a Christian and has been killed in the German bombing of London. Screwtape describes to Wormwood the feelings in hell.
My Dear Wormwood, you have let a soul slip through your fingers. The howl of sharpened famine for that loss re-echoes at this moment through all the levels of Hell down to the very Throne itself. It makes me mad to think of it.
How well I know what happened at the instant when they snatched him from you! There was a sudden clearing of his eyes (was there not?) as he saw you for the first time, and recognized the part you had had in him and knew that you had it no longer. Just think (and let it be the beginning of your agony) what he felt at that moment; as if a scab had fallen from an old sore, as if he shuffled off for good and all a defiled, wet, clinging garment.
The more one thinks about it, the worse it becomes. He got through so easily! One moment it seemed to be all our world; the scream of bombs, the heart cold with horrors, the brain reeling; next moment this was all gone, gone like a bad dream, never again to be of any account.
Defeated, out-maneuvered fool! Did you mark how naturally—as if he'd been born for it—the earthborn vermin entered the new life? How all his doubts became, in the twinkling of an eye, ridiculous?
As he saw you, he also saw Them. I know how it was. You reeled back dizzy and blinded, more hurt by them than he had ever been by bombs. The degradation of it!—that this thing of earth and slime could stand upright and converse with spirits before whom you, a spirit, could only cower. He had not the faintest conception till that very hour of how they would look, and, at times, even doubted their existence. But when he saw them he knew that he had always known them and he realized what part each one of them had played at many an hour in his life when he had supposed himself alone. Recognition made him free in their company almost before the limbs of his corpse became quiet. Only you were left outside.
He saw not only Them; your patient also saw Him. This animal, this thing begotten in a bed, could look on Him. What is blinding, suffocating fire to you, is now cool light to him, is clarity itself, and wears the form of a Man.
~ Posted by Ed Ditto
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Spiritual Waiting
When I think about it, it is mostly in terms of me. The time I spend waiting on God. Waiting on him to fix my problems, to iron out my wrinkled character, to change my circumstances.
What I think less about is the amount of time he spends waiting on me.
Waiting on me to get with his game plan, to come to him for help, to finally see him for the good and all-powerful God that he is.
I know he is the more patient one of us. He shows no signs of irritation at me for my tediously slow transformation. Instead, he blesses and encourages me to wait even more on him.
I thank him for not being as impatient with me as I am with others and with myself. And even with him. This waiting stuff trips me up too often in my “do life efficiently” plan.
But perhaps if I conquered it too quickly, and didn’t have to wait for it, I would miss the point of the lesson entirely: to be patient is to be like God.
Lamentations 3:25, 26
“The LORD is good to those who wait for him, to the soul who seeks him. It is good that one should wait quietly for the salvation of the LORD.”
Lisa
Thursday, October 26, 2006
"While You Were Sleeping" by Casting Crowns
Words and Music by Mark Hall
Oh little town of Bethlehem
Looks like another silent night
Above your deep and dreamless sleep
A giant star lights up the sky
And while you're lying in the dark
There shines an everlasting light
For the King has left His throne
And is sleeping in a manger tonight
Oh Bethlehem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
For God became a man and stepped into your world today
Oh Bethlehem, you will go down in history
As a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
Oh little town of Jerusalem
Looks like another silent night
The Father gave His only Son
The Way, the Truth, the Life had come
But there was no room for Him
In the world He came to save
Jerusalem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
The Savior of the world is dying on your cross today
Jerusalem, you will go down in history
As a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
United States of America
Looks like another silent night
As we're sung to sleep by philosophies
That save the trees and kill the children
And while we're lying in the dark
There's a shout heard 'cross the eastern sky
For the Bridegroom has returned
And has carried His bride away in the night
America, what will we miss while we are sleeping
Will Jesus come again
And leave us slumbering where we lay
America, will we go down in history
As a nation with no room for its King
Will we be sleeping?
Will we be sleeping?
Oh little town of Bethlehem
Looks like another silent night
Above your deep and dreamless sleep
A giant star lights up the sky
And while you're lying in the dark
There shines an everlasting light
For the King has left His throne
And is sleeping in a manger tonight
Oh Bethlehem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
For God became a man and stepped into your world today
Oh Bethlehem, you will go down in history
As a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
Oh little town of Jerusalem
Looks like another silent night
The Father gave His only Son
The Way, the Truth, the Life had come
But there was no room for Him
In the world He came to save
Jerusalem, what you have missed while you were sleeping
The Savior of the world is dying on your cross today
Jerusalem, you will go down in history
As a city with no room for its King
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
United States of America
Looks like another silent night
As we're sung to sleep by philosophies
That save the trees and kill the children
And while we're lying in the dark
There's a shout heard 'cross the eastern sky
For the Bridegroom has returned
And has carried His bride away in the night
America, what will we miss while we are sleeping
Will Jesus come again
And leave us slumbering where we lay
America, will we go down in history
As a nation with no room for its King
Will we be sleeping?
Will we be sleeping?
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Week 8 Questions - Anticipation: the 2nd Coming
1. What helps you remain patient when you have to wait for something?
2. Share a time when God made "the wait" worth it.
3. How should we be living now in anticipation for heaven later?
2. Share a time when God made "the wait" worth it.
3. How should we be living now in anticipation for heaven later?
Saturday, October 21, 2006
The Compassionate Savior
I love reading passages that describe the compassion that Jesus had. Jesus not only did the right things, He did them with right motives, from a place of sincere love and genuine concern for people. He really loved people; that gives me confidence that He really has compassion on and loves me, too.
Knowing my God is always there, looking out for me, makes my life different from a non-believer’s life. The security I get from being one of His is like a blanket of peace being laid out under my feet. Outward circumstances ebb and flow, and even my faith itself waxes and wanes, but at the deepest level, my inward foundation is unchanging because HE is unchanging. “If we are faithless, he remains faithful—for he cannot deny himself.” 2 Timothy 2:13
Matthew 9:36: When he saw the crowds, he had compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.
Matthew 14:14: When he went ashore he saw a great crowd, and he had compassion on them and healed their sick.
Matthew 15:32: Jesus said, “I have compassion on the crowd…I am unwilling to send them away hungry.”
Matthew 20:34: Jesus had compassion on them and touched their eyes.
Mark 1:41: Filled with compassion, Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man.
Lisa
Knowing my God is always there, looking out for me, makes my life different from a non-believer’s life. The security I get from being one of His is like a blanket of peace being laid out under my feet. Outward circumstances ebb and flow, and even my faith itself waxes and wanes, but at the deepest level, my inward foundation is unchanging because HE is unchanging. “If we are faithless, he remains faithful—for he cannot deny himself.” 2 Timothy 2:13
Matthew 9:36: When he saw the crowds, he had compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.
Matthew 14:14: When he went ashore he saw a great crowd, and he had compassion on them and healed their sick.
Matthew 15:32: Jesus said, “I have compassion on the crowd…I am unwilling to send them away hungry.”
Matthew 20:34: Jesus had compassion on them and touched their eyes.
Mark 1:41: Filled with compassion, Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man.
Lisa
Friday, October 20, 2006
Own Me
Words and music by Ginny Owens
Got a stack of books so I could learn how to live;
Many are left half-read, covered by the cobwebs on my shelf.
And I got a list of laws growin’ longer ev’ry day,
And if I keep pluggin’ away, maybe one day I’ll perfect myself.
Oh, but all of my labor seems to be in vain,
And all of my laws just cause me more pain.
So I fall before You in all of my shame,
Ready and willing to be changed.
CHORUS
Own me,
Take all that I am
And heal me with the blood of the Lamb,
Mold me
With Your gracious hand,
Break me ‘til I’m only Yours,
Own me.
Oh, You call me daughter, and You take my blame,
And You run to meet me when I cry out Your name.
So I fall before You in all of my shame,
Lord, I am willing to be changed.
CHORUS
Own me,
Take all that I am
And heal me with the blood of the Lamb,
Mold me
With Your gracious hand,
Break me ‘til I’m only Yours,
Own me.
Got a stack of books so I could learn how to live;
Many are left half-read, covered by the cobwebs on my shelf.
And I got a list of laws growin’ longer ev’ry day,
And if I keep pluggin’ away, maybe one day I’ll perfect myself.
Oh, but all of my labor seems to be in vain,
And all of my laws just cause me more pain.
So I fall before You in all of my shame,
Ready and willing to be changed.
CHORUS
Own me,
Take all that I am
And heal me with the blood of the Lamb,
Mold me
With Your gracious hand,
Break me ‘til I’m only Yours,
Own me.
Oh, You call me daughter, and You take my blame,
And You run to meet me when I cry out Your name.
So I fall before You in all of my shame,
Lord, I am willing to be changed.
CHORUS
Own me,
Take all that I am
And heal me with the blood of the Lamb,
Mold me
With Your gracious hand,
Break me ‘til I’m only Yours,
Own me.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Life with Hope
In the 26th chapter of Matthew before the Sanhedrin, Christ showed courage knowing His end was near. One would think if ever there was a time to defend yourself, that was certainly it. Yet I think even more than courage, Christ displayed complete and ultimate faith. Proving to me there is indeed a time and place for everything.
Jesus answered, "My kingdom is not of this world." John 18:36. This is one of my favorite "life" scriptures. It means we must get rid of anything that plagues the spirit while here on this earth, in order to obtain a oneness with Christ Jesus in Heaven.
Life with Christ is life with hope. It also gives one a feeling of purpose. Of course eternal life is the main goal, but also hope for each day that we live on earth. Life without Christ seems to spawn a type of aimlessness. My life is different because I feel I "owe" Christ. After all, His very life was ransomed for me.
Adrienne
Jesus answered, "My kingdom is not of this world." John 18:36. This is one of my favorite "life" scriptures. It means we must get rid of anything that plagues the spirit while here on this earth, in order to obtain a oneness with Christ Jesus in Heaven.
Life with Christ is life with hope. It also gives one a feeling of purpose. Of course eternal life is the main goal, but also hope for each day that we live on earth. Life without Christ seems to spawn a type of aimlessness. My life is different because I feel I "owe" Christ. After all, His very life was ransomed for me.
Adrienne
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Connected
Jesus - there is a connection between His life and mine. I have to remind myself that His life is reality, mine is surreal. His life is spiritual, mine is physical.
The only hope I have to enter a real life, a spiritual life, is for Him to leave His spiritual life and live a physical life. He did.
For that, I can only love Him in my pitiful way and totally depend on Him to love me, as one person said, "passionately."
~ Posted by Ed Ditto
The only hope I have to enter a real life, a spiritual life, is for Him to leave His spiritual life and live a physical life. He did.
For that, I can only love Him in my pitiful way and totally depend on Him to love me, as one person said, "passionately."
~ Posted by Ed Ditto
Week 7 Questions - My Life in Christ
1. Share an event in Christ’s life that holds a special meaning for you.
2. Do you have a favorite “life” scripture? Explain.
3. How is life in Christ different than life without Christ? How is your life different because Jesus is in it?
2. Do you have a favorite “life” scripture? Explain.
3. How is life in Christ different than life without Christ? How is your life different because Jesus is in it?
Thursday, October 12, 2006
"Number Me In Your Prayers"
by Annie Herring
Number me in your prayers
Let me be among those you cry out for
Won’t you number me in your prayers
And lay me at the feet
Lay me at the feet of Jesus
Number me in your prayers
Let me be among those you cry out for
Cover my life with words of love
And lay me at the feet
Lay me at the feet of Jesus
I’m going through a time where I don’t know my way
And I must lean on others
Like a growing child when hurt or confused
Looks up to its sisters and brothers
Number me in your prayers
Let me be among those you cry out for
Cover my life; cover my heart
And lay me at the feet
Lay me at the feet of Jesus
Number me in your prayers
Let me be among those you cry out for
Won’t you number me in your prayers
And lay me at the feet
Lay me at the feet of Jesus
Number me in your prayers
Let me be among those you cry out for
Cover my life with words of love
And lay me at the feet
Lay me at the feet of Jesus
I’m going through a time where I don’t know my way
And I must lean on others
Like a growing child when hurt or confused
Looks up to its sisters and brothers
Number me in your prayers
Let me be among those you cry out for
Cover my life; cover my heart
And lay me at the feet
Lay me at the feet of Jesus
I have always needed the prayers...
I have always needed the prayers of others! The time that stands out most in my mind is when my son Allen passed away two days prior to his first birthday. My husband and I were devistated to say the least.
I was angry with God for taking my child away. This anger lasted a many years and affected every part of my life. I vowed never to have another child. Not because I was afraid history would repeat itself, but because I had grown comfortable with my anger. For me, being angry with God for taking my child was the ultimate excuse for "my sinfulness". It was exhausting mentally, physically, and a complete waste of precious time.
At that point in my life I needed much prayer. I couldn't pray for myself. Thank God many people were praying for me. Because of His mercy, not Grace, (there is a difference) my anger was taken away. I sincerely repented and asked His forgiveness.
In learning to walk with God, we have difficulty getting into His stride, but once there, we are merged into a personal oneness with Him. That's when God's awesome powers are most revealed to us. I thank God for this revelation. I thank Him because I know my son will dwell with Him throughout eternity.
What encourages me most from Jesus' example of praying is that when HE did so, His only motive was to glorify His Father in Heaven. His prayers were sincerly from His heart and not at all self motivated.
One of my constant prayers is that at all times, I display a Christ like attitude, especially when encountering "the world".
I like to think of myself as a "seasoned" Christian. However logevity in Christ Jesus doesn't mean perfection in Christ Jesus. I'm still trying to get as near as possible though. Sometimes I react to situations like a "babe in Christ." Pray for me.
Adrienne
I was angry with God for taking my child away. This anger lasted a many years and affected every part of my life. I vowed never to have another child. Not because I was afraid history would repeat itself, but because I had grown comfortable with my anger. For me, being angry with God for taking my child was the ultimate excuse for "my sinfulness". It was exhausting mentally, physically, and a complete waste of precious time.
At that point in my life I needed much prayer. I couldn't pray for myself. Thank God many people were praying for me. Because of His mercy, not Grace, (there is a difference) my anger was taken away. I sincerely repented and asked His forgiveness.
In learning to walk with God, we have difficulty getting into His stride, but once there, we are merged into a personal oneness with Him. That's when God's awesome powers are most revealed to us. I thank God for this revelation. I thank Him because I know my son will dwell with Him throughout eternity.
What encourages me most from Jesus' example of praying is that when HE did so, His only motive was to glorify His Father in Heaven. His prayers were sincerly from His heart and not at all self motivated.
One of my constant prayers is that at all times, I display a Christ like attitude, especially when encountering "the world".
I like to think of myself as a "seasoned" Christian. However logevity in Christ Jesus doesn't mean perfection in Christ Jesus. I'm still trying to get as near as possible though. Sometimes I react to situations like a "babe in Christ." Pray for me.
Adrienne
"I Never Get Used to What You Do"
Words and Music by Twila Paris
I look on the outside
You look on the heart
Where I see an ending
You can see another place to start
And every time I see Your hand reach down
I know a lonely child has just been found
Chorus:
But I never get used to what You do
I never get used to watching You
Take a life beyond redemption
Make it yours and make it new
I never outgrow the miracle
A heart that was empty flowing full
I never get used to what You do
I grew up surrounded by
The Family of Life
You'd think I would know by now
You'd think I would never be surprised
But every time it takes my breath away
And I think it is time You heard me say
Chorus
Bridge:
Father of grace and love without end
God of forgiveness, Faithful Friend
Every time I see your hand reach down
Another lonely child has just been found
Every day Your mercy is brand new
And we would all be lost if not for You
Chorus
I look on the outside
You look on the heart
Where I see an ending
You can see another place to start
And every time I see Your hand reach down
I know a lonely child has just been found
Chorus:
But I never get used to what You do
I never get used to watching You
Take a life beyond redemption
Make it yours and make it new
I never outgrow the miracle
A heart that was empty flowing full
I never get used to what You do
I grew up surrounded by
The Family of Life
You'd think I would know by now
You'd think I would never be surprised
But every time it takes my breath away
And I think it is time You heard me say
Chorus
Bridge:
Father of grace and love without end
God of forgiveness, Faithful Friend
Every time I see your hand reach down
Another lonely child has just been found
Every day Your mercy is brand new
And we would all be lost if not for You
Chorus
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Week 6 Questions - Pray for Me
1. When in your life have you needed the prayers of others? What happened?
2. What encourages you most from Jesus’ example of praying?
3. What would you most like prayers for now?
2. What encourages you most from Jesus’ example of praying?
3. What would you most like prayers for now?
Saturday, October 07, 2006
The Shadow and the Shepherd
Though death cast its shadow o'er me,
There is a hand I hold.
The shepherd is my leader,
He leads me to his fold.
We walk across the valley
Where His delights are found:
Green pastures, clear, still waters,
His protection all around.
Death's shadow holds no power,
There is no venomous sting.
The shadow I abide in
Is the shadow of His wing.
The walk across the valley
And to the distant peak,
Is ordered by the shepherd.
It is His voice I seek.
Some day, the journey finished,
the pasture left below,
He'll lead me across the river
And peacefully I'll go.
The kind and gentle shepherd
Who led me day by day,
Will bring me to His own home
Where I'll forever stay.
Sharon
There is a hand I hold.
The shepherd is my leader,
He leads me to his fold.
We walk across the valley
Where His delights are found:
Green pastures, clear, still waters,
His protection all around.
Death's shadow holds no power,
There is no venomous sting.
The shadow I abide in
Is the shadow of His wing.
The walk across the valley
And to the distant peak,
Is ordered by the shepherd.
It is His voice I seek.
Some day, the journey finished,
the pasture left below,
He'll lead me across the river
And peacefully I'll go.
The kind and gentle shepherd
Who led me day by day,
Will bring me to His own home
Where I'll forever stay.
Sharon
Psalm 116
Of all the wonderful Psalms my favorite is Psalm 116. It speakes of the Lord hearing my voice and cry for mercy. I for one am a wittness, for the Lord has heard my cry for mercy throughout my adult life.
Almost thirty years ago I was diagnoised with a rare blood disorder. Because of it, I've been hospitalized nearly every year since and have had as many surgeries. In Oct.2004, I was hospitalized for nearly five months. I spent eighteen weeks in intensive care. My prognosis was bleek but God showed compassion and my life was spared.
During that time, I was put into a medically induced coma and placed on a ventilator. I prayed to God, then surrendured to His will. To my doctor's surpriseI survived. I truly believe that that's all God really wants us to do, completely surrender to His will. There is no doubt in my mind that He heard my cry and showed His mercy and compassion.
How can I repay the Lord for all his goodness to me? I will lift up the cup of salvation and call on his name in the presence of all his people. (Psalm 116:12-14)
Lately my spirit has been filled with joy daily. Just waking up to a new day fills me with joy. It seems I've developed a renewed relationship with my husband, children, grandchildren and lastly but certainly not least, to God. Praise God, I'm thankful I'm alive and loving it.
One of my favorite songs comes from Pslams 116; "I love the Lord, He Heard My Cry"
Adrienne
Almost thirty years ago I was diagnoised with a rare blood disorder. Because of it, I've been hospitalized nearly every year since and have had as many surgeries. In Oct.2004, I was hospitalized for nearly five months. I spent eighteen weeks in intensive care. My prognosis was bleek but God showed compassion and my life was spared.
During that time, I was put into a medically induced coma and placed on a ventilator. I prayed to God, then surrendured to His will. To my doctor's surpriseI survived. I truly believe that that's all God really wants us to do, completely surrender to His will. There is no doubt in my mind that He heard my cry and showed His mercy and compassion.
How can I repay the Lord for all his goodness to me? I will lift up the cup of salvation and call on his name in the presence of all his people. (Psalm 116:12-14)
Lately my spirit has been filled with joy daily. Just waking up to a new day fills me with joy. It seems I've developed a renewed relationship with my husband, children, grandchildren and lastly but certainly not least, to God. Praise God, I'm thankful I'm alive and loving it.
One of my favorite songs comes from Pslams 116; "I love the Lord, He Heard My Cry"
Adrienne
Psalm 125...As the Mountains Surround Jerusalem
I thank God for Psalms. And I love the songs that we derive from them--Ed and Sharon did a superb job giving us a sampling last Wednesday night. It was a powerful hour.
Psalm 125 is one that gives me confidence. Trusting in the Lord means we have the power to not "be shaken", which ties into another of my favorite Psalms--Psalm 16:8 "I have set the LORD always before me; because he is at my right hand I shall not be shaken."
Knowing that I am enclosed all around (125:2), surrounded on every side by Jehovah God, brings me security and peace. I can't find that kind of assurance and guarantee anywhere else but in the Lord.
"Those who trust in the LORD are like Mount Zion,
which cannot be moved, but abides forever.
As the mountains surround Jerusalem,
so the LORD surrounds his people,
from this time forth and forevermore."
Lisa
Psalm 125 is one that gives me confidence. Trusting in the Lord means we have the power to not "be shaken", which ties into another of my favorite Psalms--Psalm 16:8 "I have set the LORD always before me; because he is at my right hand I shall not be shaken."
Knowing that I am enclosed all around (125:2), surrounded on every side by Jehovah God, brings me security and peace. I can't find that kind of assurance and guarantee anywhere else but in the Lord.
"Those who trust in the LORD are like Mount Zion,
which cannot be moved, but abides forever.
As the mountains surround Jerusalem,
so the LORD surrounds his people,
from this time forth and forevermore."
Lisa
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Week 5 Questions - Psalms
1. What’s one of your favorite Psalms and why?
2. How has the Lord “filled you with joy” lately (Psalm 16)?
3. Is there a song from the Psalms that you enjoy singing?
2. How has the Lord “filled you with joy” lately (Psalm 16)?
3. Is there a song from the Psalms that you enjoy singing?
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Prayer to Begin the Day
Jesus,
I desire to start this day with you. And yet, my mind keeps flitting to so many things:
...the projects I want to accomplish,
......the people I want to talk to,
.........the people I wish I didn't have to talk to.
...I wonder. Are these things distractions to spiritual concentration or invitations to see God in the ordinary?
I'm not sure. Jesus, I know that you are that Center who knows no distraction. So I offer up my mental fragmentation to you, O Lord my God.
May my scatteredness become your gatheredness.
As I'm contemplating a thousand things, Jesus, may I somehow be contemplating you.
Amen.
by Richard Foster, "Prayers from the Heart"
I desire to start this day with you. And yet, my mind keeps flitting to so many things:
...the projects I want to accomplish,
......the people I want to talk to,
.........the people I wish I didn't have to talk to.
...I wonder. Are these things distractions to spiritual concentration or invitations to see God in the ordinary?
I'm not sure. Jesus, I know that you are that Center who knows no distraction. So I offer up my mental fragmentation to you, O Lord my God.
May my scatteredness become your gatheredness.
As I'm contemplating a thousand things, Jesus, may I somehow be contemplating you.
Amen.
by Richard Foster, "Prayers from the Heart"
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
My List of Things To Be Thankful For....
Oh my goodness! My list of things to be thankful for is so very long. Of course I'm thankful for being alive, my family, my Christian sisters and brothers. Mostly I'm thankful for God's grace. 2 Corinthians 9:15 reads "Thanks be to God for his indiscriable gift", that gift is His Grace. It's amazing how God loves us and rewards us, in spite of ourselves.
Eph. 2:5 "It is by grace that you have been saved." Grace is complex yet simple. It is GOD'S RICHES AT CHRIST'S EXPENSE. For this I am truly thankful. Although I tell Him how thankful I am throughout each and every day, believe me, I welcome the oppotunity to tell Him one day face to face.
I think my Central family should fervently be praying for those that don't know the Lord. We all have personal issues within the Body. Seasoned Christians have come to know and appreciate our avenue of communication with the Lord, i.e.prayer. However, there are those that don't have a clue. It still amazes me when I run into people that don't attend church, never attended and don't think it's important. They don't understand that He and only He can pardon sin. I think we need to pray for them, that they may come to know and love the God we serve.
For years I'd been praying that God would allow my cousin to want to really know His goodness, to seek His love and to allow her children to do the same. She lives in St. Louis, MO. and was reared in the Catholic faith. When she reached adulthood she left her church and hasn't attended any for a few years.
About twenty years ago, while visiting my home town she attended Sunday service with my family. Although somewhat impressed she didn't understand a great deal.
Lo and behold! She's moving to Huntsville with her two boys this weekend. Her youngest will be attending Happy Times and she has committed to coming to Central with me. She says she wants to learn more about The Church of Christ!
It's been a long time coming, but my prayers have been answered.
Adrienne
Eph. 2:5 "It is by grace that you have been saved." Grace is complex yet simple. It is GOD'S RICHES AT CHRIST'S EXPENSE. For this I am truly thankful. Although I tell Him how thankful I am throughout each and every day, believe me, I welcome the oppotunity to tell Him one day face to face.
I think my Central family should fervently be praying for those that don't know the Lord. We all have personal issues within the Body. Seasoned Christians have come to know and appreciate our avenue of communication with the Lord, i.e.prayer. However, there are those that don't have a clue. It still amazes me when I run into people that don't attend church, never attended and don't think it's important. They don't understand that He and only He can pardon sin. I think we need to pray for them, that they may come to know and love the God we serve.
For years I'd been praying that God would allow my cousin to want to really know His goodness, to seek His love and to allow her children to do the same. She lives in St. Louis, MO. and was reared in the Catholic faith. When she reached adulthood she left her church and hasn't attended any for a few years.
About twenty years ago, while visiting my home town she attended Sunday service with my family. Although somewhat impressed she didn't understand a great deal.
Lo and behold! She's moving to Huntsville with her two boys this weekend. Her youngest will be attending Happy Times and she has committed to coming to Central with me. She says she wants to learn more about The Church of Christ!
It's been a long time coming, but my prayers have been answered.
Adrienne
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Week 4 Questions - Praying
1. What do you need to tell God “thank you” for?
2. Is there something the family at Central needs to be praying about? Please share.
3. Has God ever answered your prayers in an unexpected way? How?
2. Is there something the family at Central needs to be praying about? Please share.
3. Has God ever answered your prayers in an unexpected way? How?
Friday, September 22, 2006
A Trio of Women
I could choose to tell of many people who have influenced my Christian walk, but I’ll narrow it down to a trio of women from Central. I was so blessed to be “stuck” in a van with all 3 of them (yes, at the same time!) this past spring for 8+ hours. Only God could arrange a gift like that for me! :-)
I admire Sandra Brown for her honesty and humility. She tells it like it is, yet in a manner befitting a believer in Christ (as well as a Southern lady). She praises others at her own expense, and she doesn’t try to hide her weaknesses. She loves people, and shows them so through actions and encouraging words.
Delois Smith inspired me by her example years ago with her love for God’s word. I remember sitting in Sunday morning class and being amazed at her depth of knowledge always on the tip of her tongue. Her passion spurred me on to follow her lead because I had no excuse but laziness for not knowing the Word better myself. Delois shows by her words and her actions that she wants to please the Lord.
I look up to Sharon Ditto as a mentor of sorts. She’s so gracious to share her life experiences (the good and the bad) with many of us “younger” ladies so we can learn from her successes and mistakes. She also thoughtfully shares newspaper and magazine articles that she runs across that would be helpful to someone else. And I love how she shares her love for her husband. She always speaks of him with respect and sets a great example for all of us in our marriages.
Lisa
I admire Sandra Brown for her honesty and humility. She tells it like it is, yet in a manner befitting a believer in Christ (as well as a Southern lady). She praises others at her own expense, and she doesn’t try to hide her weaknesses. She loves people, and shows them so through actions and encouraging words.
Delois Smith inspired me by her example years ago with her love for God’s word. I remember sitting in Sunday morning class and being amazed at her depth of knowledge always on the tip of her tongue. Her passion spurred me on to follow her lead because I had no excuse but laziness for not knowing the Word better myself. Delois shows by her words and her actions that she wants to please the Lord.
I look up to Sharon Ditto as a mentor of sorts. She’s so gracious to share her life experiences (the good and the bad) with many of us “younger” ladies so we can learn from her successes and mistakes. She also thoughtfully shares newspaper and magazine articles that she runs across that would be helpful to someone else. And I love how she shares her love for her husband. She always speaks of him with respect and sets a great example for all of us in our marriages.
Lisa
Thursday, September 21, 2006
The person that influenced.....
The person that influenced my Christian walk is Inez Jamison-Slack. She's over eighty years old and seems to have the energy of someone half her age. She begins and ends each day with prayer and Bible study. I've never heard her say a harsh word about anyone or anything. She's always positive and upbeat. Most importantly, she seeks God's love daily. Her light shines always. I feel closer to God when I'm near her or hear her voice. We have shared a daily ongoing devotional via email for many years. She became a widow early in her marriage and managed to raise four beautiful God fearing children. They too, put God first in their lives. I thank God for my relationship with Inez Jamison,a/k/a: Mom2
My favorite name of God is "The Creator". For me, the word creator has all the elements of an ambitious talented entity. It brings together both nature as well as the arts. Just look around. God's creativity is everywhere all the time.
Blessed Be the Name: His name above all names shall stand Exalted more and more, Blessed be the Name of the Lord.
Adrienne
My favorite name of God is "The Creator". For me, the word creator has all the elements of an ambitious talented entity. It brings together both nature as well as the arts. Just look around. God's creativity is everywhere all the time.
Blessed Be the Name: His name above all names shall stand Exalted more and more, Blessed be the Name of the Lord.
Adrienne
God Is Sovereign
We were asked last week to think of a quality of God. I thought a lot that week about the soverignty of God and shared some thoughts & scripture with the class. I read this article today and wanted to share it with others. It's a great picture of Christians recognizing, acknowledging, and living with the fact that God is sovereign. It really encouraged me, not so much the "political" outcome of the experience but the example they gave other Christians, and the world, of a complete trust in our God, El Shaddai (God Almighty)!
Selwyn
Corruption, Anguish, God
By Marvin Olasky
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Former Illinois governor George Ryan received this month a sentence of 6 1/2 years in prison for racketeering, lying to the FBI and mail fraud. But there's much more to that story, which begins with incredible anguish.
On a November day 12 years ago, Baptist pastor Scott Willis, his wife Janet and their six young children -- they also had three older ones -- rode in a minivan on Interstate 94. A scrap of metal fell off a truck just ahead of them. Their minivan ran over the steel piece. It punctured the gas tank, which exploded. All six of the children died. The parents survived.
The Willises could have spent the rest of their lives looping the "what if" tape. They fought deep depression and thoughts of suicide, but they could also have hated God. "The depth of pain is indescribable," Scott later said. "We're ordinary people. But what's the point of learning all the things about living the Christian life if when the need arises we don't live it?"
So Scott told Janet as their grieving began, "This is what God has prepared us for." Their congregation had been memorizing Psalm 34. Janet, as she saw her children's charred bodies moved to an ambulance, recited part of it: that even though the righteous face many afflictions, "I will bless the Lord at all times."
Scott told journalists attracted by anguish that "God knows all of history and time from its beginning to its end. What happened to us wasn't an accident. God is never taken by surprise. God had a purpose for it, probably many purposes."
The question of God's sovereignty gripped Scott. He thought about the "what ifs," but "refused to dwell there." He refused to limit either God's authority or God's goodness. He and his wife consoled themselves with thoughts of their children in heaven, but they had no expectation of any earthly good resulting from their horror. Then a series of strange events unfolded.
It turned out that the driver of the truck should never have received his commercial driving license -- and that he only did so because Illinois state employees gave such licenses to unqualified applicants in return for bribes and campaign contributions. The recipient of those contributions, Secretary of State George Ryan, became governor in 1999.
Just before leaving office Ryan won a nomination for the Nobel Peace Prize by commuting the sentences of all 156 death row inmates in Illinois prisons. But the truth of his own sin came out. Last week Ryan was sentenced, and although 6 1/2 years doesn't seem enough for actions that led to the death of at least six children, maybe other officials will think twice about lies that could cost lives.
But there's more to the story. Since the offense was governmental and the damage monumental, years of court battles finally resulted in the Willises and their lawyers receiving $100 million from the state of Illinois. The Willises used their share to fund a family philanthropy they started, the Khesed Foundation -- "khesed" is the Hebrew word for mercy. Their charity will save or transform lives.
There's more. Janet Willis wrote and illustrated a lovely book, "A Dad's Delight," that movingly tells of an episode involving baseball, mercy and one son who died, Hank. His name and those of his other brothers and sisters, living and dead, are on a scorecard-like dedication page. The three surviving, older children have fruitfully multiplied, giving Scott and Janet Willis 25 grandchildren.
These recent chapters of the story, like the last chapter of the biblical book of Job, do not compensate for the death of children and the anguish that will never fully depart. But there's a lesson about mankind: In the Willises' words, "corruption has consequences; in this case they were severe." And a lesson about God: "We live with a God-promised hope in Jesus Christ."
Selwyn
Corruption, Anguish, God
By Marvin Olasky
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Former Illinois governor George Ryan received this month a sentence of 6 1/2 years in prison for racketeering, lying to the FBI and mail fraud. But there's much more to that story, which begins with incredible anguish.
On a November day 12 years ago, Baptist pastor Scott Willis, his wife Janet and their six young children -- they also had three older ones -- rode in a minivan on Interstate 94. A scrap of metal fell off a truck just ahead of them. Their minivan ran over the steel piece. It punctured the gas tank, which exploded. All six of the children died. The parents survived.
The Willises could have spent the rest of their lives looping the "what if" tape. They fought deep depression and thoughts of suicide, but they could also have hated God. "The depth of pain is indescribable," Scott later said. "We're ordinary people. But what's the point of learning all the things about living the Christian life if when the need arises we don't live it?"
So Scott told Janet as their grieving began, "This is what God has prepared us for." Their congregation had been memorizing Psalm 34. Janet, as she saw her children's charred bodies moved to an ambulance, recited part of it: that even though the righteous face many afflictions, "I will bless the Lord at all times."
Scott told journalists attracted by anguish that "God knows all of history and time from its beginning to its end. What happened to us wasn't an accident. God is never taken by surprise. God had a purpose for it, probably many purposes."
The question of God's sovereignty gripped Scott. He thought about the "what ifs," but "refused to dwell there." He refused to limit either God's authority or God's goodness. He and his wife consoled themselves with thoughts of their children in heaven, but they had no expectation of any earthly good resulting from their horror. Then a series of strange events unfolded.
It turned out that the driver of the truck should never have received his commercial driving license -- and that he only did so because Illinois state employees gave such licenses to unqualified applicants in return for bribes and campaign contributions. The recipient of those contributions, Secretary of State George Ryan, became governor in 1999.
Just before leaving office Ryan won a nomination for the Nobel Peace Prize by commuting the sentences of all 156 death row inmates in Illinois prisons. But the truth of his own sin came out. Last week Ryan was sentenced, and although 6 1/2 years doesn't seem enough for actions that led to the death of at least six children, maybe other officials will think twice about lies that could cost lives.
But there's more to the story. Since the offense was governmental and the damage monumental, years of court battles finally resulted in the Willises and their lawyers receiving $100 million from the state of Illinois. The Willises used their share to fund a family philanthropy they started, the Khesed Foundation -- "khesed" is the Hebrew word for mercy. Their charity will save or transform lives.
There's more. Janet Willis wrote and illustrated a lovely book, "A Dad's Delight," that movingly tells of an episode involving baseball, mercy and one son who died, Hank. His name and those of his other brothers and sisters, living and dead, are on a scorecard-like dedication page. The three surviving, older children have fruitfully multiplied, giving Scott and Janet Willis 25 grandchildren.
These recent chapters of the story, like the last chapter of the biblical book of Job, do not compensate for the death of children and the anguish that will never fully depart. But there's a lesson about mankind: In the Willises' words, "corruption has consequences; in this case they were severe." And a lesson about God: "We live with a God-promised hope in Jesus Christ."
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
Names of God? I remember when it dawned on me that this song is from Solomon and his Father, YHWH. Now that's a name to remember.
Turn Turn Turn
The Byrds
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
(Words adapted by Pete Seeger)
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time of war, a time of peace
A time of love, a time of hate
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I’m sure it's not too late!
~ Posted by Ed Ditto
Turn Turn Turn
The Byrds
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
(Words adapted by Pete Seeger)
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time of war, a time of peace
A time of love, a time of hate
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I’m sure it's not too late!
~ Posted by Ed Ditto
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Week 3 Questions - Name of God
1. Tell about a person BY NAME who has influenced your Christian walk.
2. Do you have a favorite name of God? If so, what and why?
3. What is a song you enjoy about the name of the Lord?
2. Do you have a favorite name of God? If so, what and why?
3. What is a song you enjoy about the name of the Lord?
Monday, September 18, 2006
"For All You've Done"
This is one of my current favorite songs. The words chosen by the composer paint such a vivid picture of my need for Christ.
"For All You've Done"
O cleanser of the mess I've made, upon the hill our places trade.
Stretched on a cross, your body crushed,
By human hands you formed from dust.
How wonderful your mercy is!
How awesome are your ways!
I come, I come, to worship you for all you've done.
O cleanser of the mess I've made, your boundless love for me portrayed,
With patience for my learning curve by holding back what I deserve.
O cleanser of the mess I've made, with everything at your feet laid,
I watch as all my cares erode as from my soul these words explode.
How wonderful your mercy is!
How awesome are your ways!
I come, I come, to worship you for all you've done.
Lisa
"For All You've Done"
O cleanser of the mess I've made, upon the hill our places trade.
Stretched on a cross, your body crushed,
By human hands you formed from dust.
How wonderful your mercy is!
How awesome are your ways!
I come, I come, to worship you for all you've done.
O cleanser of the mess I've made, your boundless love for me portrayed,
With patience for my learning curve by holding back what I deserve.
O cleanser of the mess I've made, with everything at your feet laid,
I watch as all my cares erode as from my soul these words explode.
How wonderful your mercy is!
How awesome are your ways!
I come, I come, to worship you for all you've done.
Lisa
"Flee as a Bird"
When my sons were babies, I would rock them in the middle of the night and sing/hum Flee As A Bird. It is a soft melancholy song with a nice rhythm for rocking gently in the nigh. A strange but soothing lullaby.
Flee as a Bird
Flee as a bird to your mountain, thou who art weary of sin;
Go to the clear flowing fountain where you may wash and be clean.
Haste, then, th’Avenger is near thee; call, and the Savior will hear thee;
He on His bosom will bear thee; O thou who art weary of sin,
O thou who art weary of sin.
He will protect thee forever, wipe every falling tear;
He will forsake thee, O never, sheltered so tenderly there.
Haste, then, the hours are flying, spend not the moments in sighing,
Cease from your sorrow and crying: The Savior will wipe every tear,
The Savior will wipe every tear.
Many years later, I learned that Mike had also sung the same song to them while rocking in the night.
Kathleen
Flee as a Bird
Flee as a bird to your mountain, thou who art weary of sin;
Go to the clear flowing fountain where you may wash and be clean.
Haste, then, th’Avenger is near thee; call, and the Savior will hear thee;
He on His bosom will bear thee; O thou who art weary of sin,
O thou who art weary of sin.
He will protect thee forever, wipe every falling tear;
He will forsake thee, O never, sheltered so tenderly there.
Haste, then, the hours are flying, spend not the moments in sighing,
Cease from your sorrow and crying: The Savior will wipe every tear,
The Savior will wipe every tear.
Many years later, I learned that Mike had also sung the same song to them while rocking in the night.
Kathleen
Thursday, September 14, 2006
"American Dream" by Casting Crowns
All work no play may have made Jack a dull boy, But all work no God has left Jack with a lost soul. But he's moving on full steam; He's chasing the American dream. And he's gonna give his family finer things.
“Not this time, son. I've no time to waste. Maybe tomorrow we'll have time to play.” And then he slips into his new BMW And drives farther and farther and farther away. 'Cause he works all day and tries to sleep at night. He says things will get better; Better in time.
[Chorus] So he works and he builds with his own two hands, And he pours all he has in a castle made with sand, But the wind and the rain are comin' crashing in; Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands, his kingdom stands.
Well his American Dream is beginning to seem more and more like a nightmare with every passing day. "Daddy, can you come to my game?" "Oh Baby, please don't work late." Another wasted weekend, And they are slipping away. 'Cause he works all day and lies awake at night. He tells them things will get better, It'll just take a little more time.
[Chorus]
He used to say, "Whoever dies with the most toys wins," But if he loses his soul, what has he gained in the end. I'll take a shack on the rock over a castle in the sand.
Now he works all day and cries alone at night. He's not getting any better; Looks like he's running out of time.
[Chorus]
All they really wanted was you. All they really wanted was you. All they really wanted was you.
Jeff
“Not this time, son. I've no time to waste. Maybe tomorrow we'll have time to play.” And then he slips into his new BMW And drives farther and farther and farther away. 'Cause he works all day and tries to sleep at night. He says things will get better; Better in time.
[Chorus] So he works and he builds with his own two hands, And he pours all he has in a castle made with sand, But the wind and the rain are comin' crashing in; Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands, his kingdom stands.
Well his American Dream is beginning to seem more and more like a nightmare with every passing day. "Daddy, can you come to my game?" "Oh Baby, please don't work late." Another wasted weekend, And they are slipping away. 'Cause he works all day and lies awake at night. He tells them things will get better, It'll just take a little more time.
[Chorus]
He used to say, "Whoever dies with the most toys wins," But if he loses his soul, what has he gained in the end. I'll take a shack on the rock over a castle in the sand.
Now he works all day and cries alone at night. He's not getting any better; Looks like he's running out of time.
[Chorus]
All they really wanted was you. All they really wanted was you. All they really wanted was you.
Jeff
"Jesus Is Coming Soon"
Whenever I'm in my hometown, Gary, IN I attend Northlake Church of Chirst. Many years ago the congregation was introduced to the song, "Jesus Is Coming Soon". I became part of the teen choir, a few yeas later the young adult choir and there after, the adult choir. We did a bit of traveling to congregations in Indiana, Michigan, Illionis and even Tennessee. Throughout the years most of us "choir" members have remained faithful in our spititual quest. From time to time we see one another while visiting family in Gary. Five years ago we had a reunion in Chicago at Avalon Church of Christ during a Gospel meeting they were hosting. Near the end of the meeting, members of the "old" teen choirs from over twenty churches were congragated and asked to sing "Jesus Is Coming Soon". It was an experience, I shall never forget. A bunch of us are planning to meet in Aug. 07 in Birmingham or Indianaplois for another reunion. I can hardly wait!
Jesus Is Coming Soon By: R. E. Winsett, Dayton, TN
Troublesome times are here, filling men's hearts with fear, Freedom we all hold dear now is at stake, Humbling your heart to God, saves from the chastning rod, seek the way pilgrims trod, Christians, awake....
Jesus is coming soon morning or night or noon, many will meet their doom Trumpets will sound, All of the dead shall rise, Righteous meet in the skies, going where no one dies, Heavenly bound. (Church Gospel Songs and Hymns, pg 433)
Now as far as my current favoite inspiration song, well, I'll have to get back to you on that one. (smile)
Adrienne
Jesus Is Coming Soon By: R. E. Winsett, Dayton, TN
Troublesome times are here, filling men's hearts with fear, Freedom we all hold dear now is at stake, Humbling your heart to God, saves from the chastning rod, seek the way pilgrims trod, Christians, awake....
Jesus is coming soon morning or night or noon, many will meet their doom Trumpets will sound, All of the dead shall rise, Righteous meet in the skies, going where no one dies, Heavenly bound. (Church Gospel Songs and Hymns, pg 433)
Now as far as my current favoite inspiration song, well, I'll have to get back to you on that one. (smile)
Adrienne
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
... in Christ
alive Rom 6:11
approved Rom 16:10
baptized Rom 6:3
believe I Pet 1:8
blessings Eph 1:8
built up Col 2:7
called Phil 3:14
chosen Eph 1:11
comfort II Cor 1:5
confidence II Cor 3:4
conquerors Rom 8:37
eternal glory I Pet 5:10
eternal life Rom 6:23
fallen asleep I Thess 4:14
forgiveness Eph 4:32
freedom Gal 2:4
fullness Col 2:10
God’s children Gal 3:26
Godly life II Tim 3:12
good works Eph 2:10
grace I Cor 1:4
heavenly seat Eph 2:6
heart cleansed Col 2:11
hope I Cor 15:18
joy Phil 1:1
justified Gal 2:16
life II Tim 1:1
love Rom 8:39
marked Eph 1:13
new creation II Cor 5:17
no darkness I John 1:5
no guilt Rom 8:1
made whole I John 2:5
one Body Rom 12:5
persecuted II Tim 3:12
perfected Col 1:28
promises II Cor 1:20
purpose Eph 3:11
raised Rom 6:4
reality found Col 2:17
reconciled II Cor 5:19
redemption Eph 1:7
riches Eph 2:7
rooted Col 2:7
salvation II Tim 2:10
sanctified I Cor 1:2
standing firm II Cor 1:21
triumph II Cor 2:2
trust I Pet 2:6
truth Rom 9:1
Stuart
approved Rom 16:10
baptized Rom 6:3
believe I Pet 1:8
blessings Eph 1:8
built up Col 2:7
called Phil 3:14
chosen Eph 1:11
comfort II Cor 1:5
confidence II Cor 3:4
conquerors Rom 8:37
eternal glory I Pet 5:10
eternal life Rom 6:23
fallen asleep I Thess 4:14
forgiveness Eph 4:32
freedom Gal 2:4
fullness Col 2:10
God’s children Gal 3:26
Godly life II Tim 3:12
good works Eph 2:10
grace I Cor 1:4
heavenly seat Eph 2:6
heart cleansed Col 2:11
hope I Cor 15:18
joy Phil 1:1
justified Gal 2:16
life II Tim 1:1
love Rom 8:39
marked Eph 1:13
new creation II Cor 5:17
no darkness I John 1:5
no guilt Rom 8:1
made whole I John 2:5
one Body Rom 12:5
persecuted II Tim 3:12
perfected Col 1:28
promises II Cor 1:20
purpose Eph 3:11
raised Rom 6:4
reality found Col 2:17
reconciled II Cor 5:19
redemption Eph 1:7
riches Eph 2:7
rooted Col 2:7
salvation II Tim 2:10
sanctified I Cor 1:2
standing firm II Cor 1:21
triumph II Cor 2:2
trust I Pet 2:6
truth Rom 9:1
Stuart
"Be With Me, Lord"
"Be with me, Lord,
I cannot live without Thee,
I dare not try to take one step alone,
I cannot bear the loads of life unaided,
I need Thy strength to lean myself upon."
This one runs through my heart all the time.
It seems to encompass the inescapable truth behind humility.
To humble ourselves before God without reservation, this is the goal
and struggle of worship.
Mike Lowery
I cannot live without Thee,
I dare not try to take one step alone,
I cannot bear the loads of life unaided,
I need Thy strength to lean myself upon."
This one runs through my heart all the time.
It seems to encompass the inescapable truth behind humility.
To humble ourselves before God without reservation, this is the goal
and struggle of worship.
Mike Lowery
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Week 2 Questions - Singing
1. Which hymn invokes a special memory from your past?
2. Post the lyrics to a song that moves you.
3. What is your current favorite inspirational song and why?
2. Post the lyrics to a song that moves you.
3. What is your current favorite inspirational song and why?
Saturday, September 09, 2006
The Lord's Supper
Ideally, the Lord’s Supper should always be a time of worship. At times, though, I confess that my mind wanders around the world of trivial things.
But one particular communion a few years ago stands out exceptionally in my mind. It had been exactly one week since one of my best friends had been in a horrible car accident. She had been lingering in a coma in Huntsville Hospital for 7 days.
With each day that passed, we thought, “This will be the day that Kathy wakes up, and has to discover that her 10-yr-old daughter did not wake up from the wreck.” So we only left the hospital periodically to take care of pressing needs, then returned to the Neurological Intensive Care Unit to….wait. To wait for that moment that we could be with Kathy when she heard the worst news of her life. And to wait for reports about her own damaged body.
So on day 7, after a long Saturday night sleeping on the floors and uncomfortable furniture of the 8th floor waiting room, we woke up Sunday morning to another special friend coming to sit vigil with us. She held in her hands a small box. As she opened up the sacraments representing body and blood, we sat together in the waiting room, along with Kathy’s mother, and prayed to our shared God with words of desperation and recognition of our total dependence on His mercy.
We broke the bread; we drank the juice, like we had done hundreds of times together before. But this time we communed deeper with each other and deeper with God than we had in a long time.
We worshiped.
Sometimes, that’s all we have left to do. And at all times, it’s the best thing to do.
Lisa
But one particular communion a few years ago stands out exceptionally in my mind. It had been exactly one week since one of my best friends had been in a horrible car accident. She had been lingering in a coma in Huntsville Hospital for 7 days.
With each day that passed, we thought, “This will be the day that Kathy wakes up, and has to discover that her 10-yr-old daughter did not wake up from the wreck.” So we only left the hospital periodically to take care of pressing needs, then returned to the Neurological Intensive Care Unit to….wait. To wait for that moment that we could be with Kathy when she heard the worst news of her life. And to wait for reports about her own damaged body.
So on day 7, after a long Saturday night sleeping on the floors and uncomfortable furniture of the 8th floor waiting room, we woke up Sunday morning to another special friend coming to sit vigil with us. She held in her hands a small box. As she opened up the sacraments representing body and blood, we sat together in the waiting room, along with Kathy’s mother, and prayed to our shared God with words of desperation and recognition of our total dependence on His mercy.
We broke the bread; we drank the juice, like we had done hundreds of times together before. But this time we communed deeper with each other and deeper with God than we had in a long time.
We worshiped.
Sometimes, that’s all we have left to do. And at all times, it’s the best thing to do.
Lisa
1-Week CD Swap
Wednesday Worship Class:
Remember to bring an inspirational CD or tape THIS Wednesday, Sept. 13, for our 1-week CD Swap after class.
"Oh sing to the Lord a new song, for he has done marvelous things!" Psalm 98:1
Remember to bring an inspirational CD or tape THIS Wednesday, Sept. 13, for our 1-week CD Swap after class.
"Oh sing to the Lord a new song, for he has done marvelous things!" Psalm 98:1
Friday, September 08, 2006
From Adrienne
These days I find my self engaging in spontaneous worship almost everywhere I go. However, my very special place for spontaneous worship is looking out of my bedroom window. I'm surrounded by glorious hills. I love to watch the sun rise over them and as it does, I find myself praising God for all His wonderful works. It makes me feel close to our Heavenly Father, as if I can truly feel his loving arms around me.
When I hear the word "worship" I think about the word "freedom". I'm thankful that I live in a country that affords me the opportunity to worship freely. Not everybody can say that and I pray for those that can not.
My favorite verse in the Bible is John 3:16. For God so loved the world that he gave His only begotten son. He that believeth on Him shall not parrish but have everlasting life. Wow, how awesome our God is! As a mother I've often asked myself if I could give up one of my children to save the world. To date, I'm sorry to say, I haven't been able to answer that question. God fixed it so I don't have to.
Adrienne
When I hear the word "worship" I think about the word "freedom". I'm thankful that I live in a country that affords me the opportunity to worship freely. Not everybody can say that and I pray for those that can not.
My favorite verse in the Bible is John 3:16. For God so loved the world that he gave His only begotten son. He that believeth on Him shall not parrish but have everlasting life. Wow, how awesome our God is! As a mother I've often asked myself if I could give up one of my children to save the world. To date, I'm sorry to say, I haven't been able to answer that question. God fixed it so I don't have to.
Adrienne
From Kathleen
At the corner of Zierdt Road and Martin Road, there are two trees growing in the middle of a field. Each morning as I drive to work, it presents a new view. Foggy grays, bright sun yellows and violet shadow, spring greens, fall tans, misty blues. This wonderful creation is so beautiful. And yet, I am often brought to tears when I consider what heaven will be like.
Kathleen
Kathleen
From Misty
The occasion of spontaneous worship that comes to my mind happened while I was in college. We were on a retreat at Mt. Cheaha. I don't even know how many college students were there, but it was around two to three hundred. We were all gathered together and had just listened to "Sounds of the Crucifixion" performed by our drama group. When it was over, we sat there just singing and praising God. I still get chills thinking about how beautiful it was!!
As for my favorite verse, I recently used Psalm 62: 5-8 to encourage a friend and have found myself being encouraged instead (funny how that works). It says:
"Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge."
I love these verses because they remind me that no matter what is going on in my life and no matter how bad things seem, there is only one answer --GOD!!!!
~ Posted by Misty
As for my favorite verse, I recently used Psalm 62: 5-8 to encourage a friend and have found myself being encouraged instead (funny how that works). It says:
"Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge."
I love these verses because they remind me that no matter what is going on in my life and no matter how bad things seem, there is only one answer --GOD!!!!
~ Posted by Misty
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Worship in the Grandpa Swing
It’s called the “Grandpa Swing.” The gently swinging tire is for Granddaughter. “Jesus loves me, this I know…” It is Grandpa’s time of worship and thanks to Abba.
Sitting alone in the swing, Grandpa’s old hands open a tattered shape note songbook. “When I look down from lofty mountain’s grandeur… Then sings my soul, my Savoir, God to Thee…” It is his time of worship and thanks to Abba.
~ Posted by Ed Ditto
Monday, September 04, 2006
From g
I shared this a few years ago in the Summer series we did on worship. It's still my favorite story. So for those who haven't heard it . . . and hopefully those who have will enjoy hearing it again.
Walter Franklin and I were workout partners back about 5 or 6 years ago. There were lots of improvements in strength and stamina and overall health and well-being during that time -- the main reasons you work out -- but there were also points of sharing and spiritual growth that come from spending time together on a consistent basis.
That this was going to be a special time was obvious from the very first workout. Moreso, as it ended. We were back in the showers getting cleaned up and ready for a workday, when I simply said to Walter, "Sing something." Without hesitation Walter broke into "Said I wasn't gonna tell anybody . . ." which started a morning ritual we carried on for the next two years until work schedules changed our workout plans and we moved on to different gyms / different routines. No matter who else might be back there getting cleaned up at the same time, we just kept singing.
Paul and Silas singing in prison and David dancing in his underwear are often discussed when speaking of worship. I'm glad I've got my own story now of me and Walter singing in the showers at the old PowerHouse Gym that used to be in Madison. Our bodies were getting cleansed from an intense workout, but moreso we made sure our souls were being prepared for the day as well.
g
Walter Franklin and I were workout partners back about 5 or 6 years ago. There were lots of improvements in strength and stamina and overall health and well-being during that time -- the main reasons you work out -- but there were also points of sharing and spiritual growth that come from spending time together on a consistent basis.
That this was going to be a special time was obvious from the very first workout. Moreso, as it ended. We were back in the showers getting cleaned up and ready for a workday, when I simply said to Walter, "Sing something." Without hesitation Walter broke into "Said I wasn't gonna tell anybody . . ." which started a morning ritual we carried on for the next two years until work schedules changed our workout plans and we moved on to different gyms / different routines. No matter who else might be back there getting cleaned up at the same time, we just kept singing.
Paul and Silas singing in prison and David dancing in his underwear are often discussed when speaking of worship. I'm glad I've got my own story now of me and Walter singing in the showers at the old PowerHouse Gym that used to be in Madison. Our bodies were getting cleansed from an intense workout, but moreso we made sure our souls were being prepared for the day as well.
g
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Week 1 Questions
1. What are some special places or occasions that have prompted spontaneous worship from you?
2. What's the first thing you think of when you hear the word "worship"?
3. What is one of your favorite verses about God? Why?
2. What's the first thing you think of when you hear the word "worship"?
3. What is one of your favorite verses about God? Why?
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