tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25212648409991613052024-03-13T10:51:16.572-07:00Majestic Mysterious MomentsMany of us have heard stories in which it was obvious that God showed up. This blog exists for the purpose of demonstrating that God is showing up in every moment of our lives. Join me as we learn to look up and watch God show up!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01484621296685888611noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2521264840999161305.post-87857855424810261512013-12-13T11:30:00.000-08:002013-12-13T11:30:51.223-08:00GOD IS NOT SILENT<div class="MsoNormal">
<b><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">SILENCE<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">400 years of silence.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">No word – not a sound.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">God is absent.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">Is He?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b>ISRAEL<o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">A people abandoned – forsaken.<br />
A foreign nation occupying- ruling with in iron arm.<br />
When will God intervene?<br />
When will He save His people?<br />
When will He make Himself and His people glorious?</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">When will He free us from this
bondage?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">This Roman rule has no right here!<br />
This is our land!<br />
Oh, God - will You be forever silent?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">A star appears.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">An infant gasps for breath.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">And the silence is broken.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">Does anybody hear?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">This is not what we expected!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">We want a king!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">We want freedom!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">We want our land!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">PATIENCE<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">Watch Him live.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">Watch Him grow.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">Watch Him give.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">Watch Him grieve.<br />
Watch Him love.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">God is not silent<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">LISTEN<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">God is not silent<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">He is calling<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">And not for Israel alone<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">Can you hear?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">Will you come?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01484621296685888611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2521264840999161305.post-13360377379665636142012-06-02T12:29:00.000-07:002012-06-02T12:29:06.442-07:00IS WEAKNESS REIGNING OR IS CHRIST REIGNING IN WEAKNESS?Of course, perfectly timed, today, from the Daily Devotional <em>Each Day a New
Beginning </em>I read the following:<br />
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"We create problems for ourselves because <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">we</i> think we need to be more than we are...<span style="color: black;">Fear hinders us; it prevents full involvement from the
experiences we are given to grow on.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>When we withdraw from a situation in order to save ourselves from
failure, we have chosen instead another kind of failure:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>failure to take all we can from life, failure
to be all that we can be.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Every
experience can move us forward in the understanding of ourselves (and our
God).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When we withdraw, we stay stuck in
a world we need to leave behind."</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">I have come to realize I've sat in fear for quite some time. Consequently, I struggled to move forward. Eventually the struggle became too great. At that point, I found myself walking headlong into all that I disapprove of and fear in my own life. While I must admit the hardships encountered as I've walked this path have been many and painful, surprisingly, the benefits seem to have the upper hand.</span></span><span style="color: black;"><o:p> </o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I want to acknowledge and embrace my weaknesses for in so
doing I am free.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Free to know where I am
weak and free to let Christ reign in my weakness.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think sometimes we accept the lie that
Christ reigning in our weaknesses means we <em>deny</em> our weaknesses and <em>work</em> to
control them on our own.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Of course nothing
could be further from the truth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But, it
is indeed part of the divine mystery that complete acceptance and embracing (and by that I mean a FULL ON FRONTAL HUG - no Christian side hugs here) of those things we hate most about ourselves is the very thing
that will begin the process of us being set free <em>from</em> them by the power of
Christ.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01484621296685888611noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2521264840999161305.post-77378089986147800782011-04-04T14:04:00.000-07:002011-04-04T15:42:55.697-07:00JOY'S JOURNEY<div style="background: white;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8uA72SwwAE/TZo0zItHnrI/AAAAAAAAACU/COJxA7zSJ_I/s1600/IMG_0626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8uA72SwwAE/TZo0zItHnrI/AAAAAAAAACU/COJxA7zSJ_I/s320/IMG_0626.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f8uA72SwwAE/TZo0zItHnrI/AAAAAAAAACU/COJxA7zSJ_I/s1600/IMG_0626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";">I think I shall never cease to be amazed that we have the ability to view the mysteries of creation and remain unaffected by the reality that God exists. </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";">Romans 1:20 says:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen, being understood through what has been made, so that they are without excuse. </span></span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"></span></span><br />
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</span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">This past Saturday, Kailena and I were given the opportunity to experience exactly what it means to be “without excuse.”</span></span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We began our morning in the Anacortes Forest Lands with a group of Mountaineers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It soon became evident that Kailena and I would be spending the day hiking alone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Our ultimate goal was the top of Sugarloaf Mountain.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After the path on which we began took us 360 feet of elevation in 1.5 miles, I stopped to look at the map.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The rain had begun and I questioned the wisdom of continuing on the same path.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I knew we could return to the car, drive up the road and have access to a trail that would allow us to summit the mountain in a much more expedient fashion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I chose this approach.</span></span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Once back at the car, we enjoyed lunch as we admired wild lilies and took in the sounds of running water and chirping birds.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As lunch came to an end, Kailena began to wonder if she wanted to continue on the hike.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I assured her that we’d summit the mountain in 1 mile and that there was only 200 feet of elevation between us and the top.</span></span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Without too much encouragement, the 215 trailhead greeted our hiking boots; the trek to Sugarloaf Summit had commenced.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Shortly after we began our ascent, we found ourselves in the company of <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><u>three</u></i> eagles.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Many times we stopped and watched in amazement.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There was a moment when one of these magnificent creatures literally flew into the forest above our heads.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In the silence, Kailena and I stood speechless as we watched it effortlessly angle its enormous body (wing-span and all) so as to avoid colliding with the sprawling branches.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A few moments later, the silence was broken by the distinct call of the eagles themselves.</span></span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">By the time we reached the top, one of the eagles had made his way elsewhere.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Two of them, however decided to maintain a relatively close circling pattern.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At one point, as I was heading to retrieve our trekking poles, I heard Kailena squealing with excitement.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">“Mommy! Mommy!” she yelled, “I just saw two of the eagles flying as they FACED each other!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It looked like they were dancing!”</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I missed the moment, but Kailena shall NEVER forget it.</span></span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Before our feet hit the 215 trailhead, Kailena had questioned whether or not she wanted to make the hike.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As I’m sure you know by now, she didn’t regret choosing to go:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mossy climbing rocks, awe-inspiring views and, of course THE EAGLES made the climb well worth the effort.</span></span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="background: white;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><u>You know: I said I “<strong>missed</strong> the moment,” but I really didn’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Had I witnessed the eagles waltzing, in all likelihood, I would have been so caught up in the dance than I would have missed my daughter’s response.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> In retrospect,</span> I wouldn’t trade the joy of reveling in my daughter’s response for the joy of witnessing the dance</u>.</span></span></span></i></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Isn’t that like our God?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One of His greatest joys is observing the joy of his children (us).<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><em><strong>I</strong></em> didn’t know we’d end up separating from the Mountaineers group, but He did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><strong><em>I</em></strong> didn’t know we’d be re-tracing our steps back to the car, but He did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><em><strong>I</strong></em> didn’t know we’d be the only two on that hike with three eagles, but He did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And…I didn’t know that I would reap MORE joy from NOT seeing the eagles dance than I would have from seeing them…but…HE DID!</span></span></div><div style="background: white;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large; mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><u><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Deuteronomy 32:10-11</span></span></u></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">He found him in a desert land,</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And in the howling waste of a wilderness;</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">He encircled him, He cared for him, <br />
He guarded him as the pupil of His eye. </span></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"></span><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></span><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif";"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Like an eagle that stirs up its nest,<br />
That hovers over its young,</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", "sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">He spread His wings and caught them,<br />
He carried them on His pinions.<br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I can regularly be caught saying the words, “God’s timing is perfect,” or, “Once again, God’s timing was perfect.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I must admit however, we need to have eyes of anticipation if we indeed are going to see how God is perfectly timing the encounters of our life.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For example, take Sunday afternoon, March 27<sup>th</sup>, 5:15pm:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It really was quite simple.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As my daughter and I drove to church for the evening service, she handed me a Scripture Rock CD that I had not heard in years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You see, because this daughter is the youngest of 4, the closest sibling to her being 6 years her senior, she has been deprived many hours of listening to truly child oriented CD’s.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I popped in the CD and found myself listening to the words of THE GREAT COMMISSION:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Matthew 28:19 & 20 that’s the great commission, Matthew 28:19 & 20 says to go soul fishin.’”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As I said, God’s timing is perfect and I couldn’t believe it because I’d just finished reading a book by David Platt entitled Radical in which he spends much time going over exactly what the great commission means and how it applies to EVERYBODY not just missionaries.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He also spends much time focusing on the implications of what it means to really live “<span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">teaching them to observe all that I commanded you.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Of course, I took this moment to discuss with my youngest what it meant to really live a life like that.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">The next moment we found ourselves listening to yet more words from another song THE GREAT COMMANDMENT:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“You’ve got to love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your mind, with all your strength with all your soul, and love your neighbor as yourself.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hold on; STOP the CD, more time to discuss what this really means.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">After pulling into the church parking lot, we entered the building at which point my daughter pleaded for the opportunity to “help” in the nursery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Seems she thinks being with the wee ones is more “fun” that attending service.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I must admit, it was a little disappointing to have enjoyed such rich conversation on the way to church only to have her abandoning ship once we walked in the building.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">With as much parenting skills as possible, I advised here that she would be attending service.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was not pleased.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">That evening we had the privilege of listening to a message from Chuck Orr.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While there were many excellent points made throughout his sermon, I was startled by two of his closing comments.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They centered on:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>THE GREAT COMMANDMENT & THE GREAT COMMISSION.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As he spoke those words, my daughter and I made eye contact.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Each knew what the other was thinking.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Verdana;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">1. </span></span>A Book</span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Verdana;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">2. </span></span>A Song</span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Verdana;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">3. </span></span>A Conversation and finally,</span></div><div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Verdana;"><span style="mso-list: Ignore;">4. </span></span>A Sermon</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What are the odds?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m no statistician, but it seems to me as though God’s timing is indeed perfect.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All we need to do is pay attention.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If we anticipate His involvement in our lives, we will not be disappointed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The amazing thing is:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am only one person and God is intimately involved with my life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You are yet another individual with whom God is also intimately involved.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All you need to do is pay attention.</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01484621296685888611noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2521264840999161305.post-46877161772683406732011-02-16T18:55:00.000-08:002011-03-12T18:22:09.910-08:00AND GOD SHOWED UP<span style="font-size: large;">Many of us have heard stories in which it was obvious that God showed up. This blog exists for the purpose of demonstrating that <em><u>God is showing up in every moment of our lives</u></em>. Join me as we learn to look up and watch God show up!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01484621296685888611noreply@blogger.com1