Sunday Song

Matthew 21:21-22
And Jesus answered and said to them, “Truly I say to you, if you have faith and do not doubt, you will not only do what was done to the fig tree, but even if you say to this mountain, ‘Be taken up and cast into the sea,’ it will happen. And all things you ask in prayer, believing, you will receive.”

There are things I am asking God for right now…matters that require enormous provision.

I’m asking God to create a wide, clear path and to open doors that I need to open for me to do what I am trusting Him for…awkward sentence right there, but I hope it was pretty clear.

This song speaks to that a bit. It also speaks to my desire to be a blessing to others.

I’m grateful for God’s work in my life, His protection of me and of His power to provide beyond what we could ever expect, especially when I’ve just about given up.

Have a blessed Sunday (and week). 🙂

Waiting…

Psalm 46:10
He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”

Waiting…patiently…not my biggest, strongest virtue.

Lately, though, especially after the sermon I heard Sunday, I have realized that my impatience says to God that I don’t value His timing and His ability to do His will and good work.

All things are beautiful and right in His time. So, I will wait for Him. Can’t promise I won’t get a little squirrelly, though.

Love this song. . .

Sunday Song

John 3:16-18
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him. Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe stands condemned already because they have not believed in the name of God’s one and only Son.

1 Corinthians 13
If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

So, unless you have been stuck in a cave somewhere, you might have noticed all of the hearts hanging around stores and such. Even the Christian radio stations I listen to are all abuzz with everything Valentine’s and lurve. (I sometimes think that my brothers and sisters at the Christian radio stations forget that they have terminally single and childless people listening to their stations–had to switch the station a few times this week to escape it all.) But I digress–before I even get to my point. Geesh.

I heard a song last night that I wanted to use for my “Sunday song”; however, I couldn’t find it, because I don’t know who sings it. But, while I was searching, my path crossed “God’s not dead” by the Newsboys.

Sadly, people see God as a myth. There are times when I tell God that I need to “see” Him. I think we all feel that way from time to time. We are human. The one thing that remains, even in my weakness, is that I KNOW God is real and that He is alive.

Because of His reality, we have been blessed with the ultimate display of selfless love: Christ’s death and resurrection. Without the resurrection, we would not have life. God’s willingness to hand over His son for our benefit is true love. We can never show each other more love than God has ever shown us. (So stop putting pressure on each other to do so.)

All the heart-shaped boxes and roses in the world cannot top the love of our Father.

Every good gift is from God: Christ’s sacrifice, the provision He places in our lives for our well-being, and the people He puts in our lives for us to bless and to love…His outward love toward us should be seen in our own actions, so that we can be an extension of His love…oh, but I digress, again.

Okay…on with the song.

A day….

Someone I grew up with died, today.  She lived a hard, painful life from the time we were teenagers until just a year or two ago, when she finally turned some things around.  Unfortunately, the damage to her body was done.

I know people always want to judge those who have made bad decisions in the past, but we are all human.  Her story could have easily been mine.  We had mutual friends, we all did a lot of the same things.  Some of us were able to put things aside, some were not.  Some, when they finally did put things aside have experienced really good fulfilling things…others, sadly, have not.

She had children, family who loved her and friends that cared for her immensely.  I will remember her always sitting in front of me in every homeroom, every class, every gym line-up….she was one before me in the alphabet.  I will remember her as the girl I rode all over with on our bikes one spring and summer….boys…need I say more?  I will remember her as the pregnant teenager, already well on her way to an adulthood of hardship.  She lost two friends over the past four years:  one was murdered and one died from an overdose.  I grew up with both of them, too.

As I drove home from work, I thought about my own past, my time in my town–growing up.  I went back in my mind, before we were all trying to destroy ourselves in the various ways we thought we were having fun.  I tried to remember us all as innocent, goofy kids.  I have to do that sometimes to remember that we had innocence…once it is gone, you can never get it back.

When I look back, I can see how God has protected me from going down similar paths as others I have known.

Today, is a day, that through sadness, I can see God’s love and care–His provision–His faithfulness and most importantly, His power to redeem us.  Without any of it, I might just still be in the dark, never to reach or see His light.