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While sitting in a fellowship meeting at our church recently
listening to the band play, God started unfolding a picture before me, and I was deeply touched by what I saw..
In a fellowship meeting the band is made up of members of many different congregations, Many who have never played together before.
From the 1st note they were in perfect unison, and harmony in their praise to the Lord our God..
Listening I began to ponder, how to go about making my members an "instrument" to God,
First I would have to keep that instrument well oiled " walk in the Light" , clean and polished, "washed in the word" , and in good working order, "know how to walk humbly among God's children", .
Then I must practice,practice, practice, to learn every Note of the Song of Moses and he Lamb perfectly, know the sign to start, and above all, to know to stick to the music and not try to "add" or "subtract " from how the master wrote it.
When I can do all these things, then and only then I will be ready to be a part when Christ Apostles will soon raise their hands, to conduct the most beautiful, and powerful song this world Has ever heard.
Romans 6:13 Neither yield ye your members [as] instruments of unrighteousness unto sin: but yield yourselves unto God, as those that are alive from the dead, and your members [as] instruments of righteousness unto God.
Isaiah 52:8 Thy watchmen shall lift up the voice; with the voice together shall they sing: for they shall see eye to eye, when the LORD shall bring again Zion.
My neighbors are not really big on Mowing I'm thinking, for most of the year their yard looks for all the world like the African jungles.. totally un-kept.
AAAAhhhhhh but Then spring comes, and all the random foliage comes alive in a kaleidoscope of colors and shapes, the scene is absolutely breathtaking..for a moment.. just a moment. you are sure it has to be one of the most beautiful places on earth.
But alas, just as quickly as all the beauty appeared, It's gone. and once again the yard appears simply un-kept.
I was thinking that the same is so with the things of this life. fame, honor, riches, beauty, look so appealing .. for a moment but how quickly they too fade Just like the flowers in my neighbors yard.
Thankfully there is, as an Old song puts it, A city where the roses never fade.. where Joy, peace, Love, and all perfection dwells for all of eternity. .Ahhhhhh sweet New Jerusalem, which is above. as a wayfaring pilgrim. making my way home. there is no time to search out fame, riches.........
all I need is waiting for me at home.
Thou shalt have no other gods before me
Sitting in the still of the night, pondering the things of God, my grandson came home from work and we started to chat, somehow the conversation turned to power, then to Idols, He was shaking his head and declared that he could not understand how the people of days gone by could have worshipped their images that they had made of wood and gold.
I smiles and reminded him that we have no reason be amazed, that mankind today is no better, instead of wood and stone, today the idols come in plastic, with screens, joy sticks, and remote controls.. E.T.C.
Now just as there is no sin in the stump of a tree, or in Gold (it was even used to line the temple of God). It is when we take these things, shape them and elevate them to a place of worship, placing them above, or on equal terms with our God, and we start seeking from them power and Knowledge that is not of God. that Sin enters in.
There is nothing of this life that cannot be made into an idol, even in the churches of God these dangers lie, Take the serpent that God had Moses make and raise up in the wilderness.. Simply intended to be a symbol of Christ being lifted up for us.. Was later worshipped by the children of Israel
To their hurt.
Today it seems to be the cross, they are worn everywhere, and we spend much time speaking of God's death on the cross for us. Many have begun to worship a dead redeemer. Not a risen Lord! Thus neglecting to show the world the Great power of God, the hope of us all.
Yes the price he paid for us on that cross is worthy of thanksgiving and Humble appreciation not to be forgotten or spurned. But he is not dead !, he is Risen ! For had he not arose the cross would have all been in vain.
Why do we insist on declaring to the world with our symbols and carved images a dead Christ instead of A risen Lord !!.
He's alive !!!!!!!! He reigns in power and Glory..
The only Image God seeks of us is that we show the world his power, in a changed and righteous life.
He has so much to give us, he wants to give us wisdom, when we are strong enough to worship God, not the Wisdom. He wants to give us Power, but not until we are strong enough to worship the giver and serve him with it, and not use it for self exaltation, a source of vain pride..
So much he has for us. So far we have to go to be worthy !
Father in your great power, continue to Change our Lives, to mirror you and give you the Glory and Honor you deserve.
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A cross is a geometrical figure consisting of two lines or bars intersecting each other at a 90° angle, dividing one or two of the lines in half. The lines usually run vertically and horizontally; if they run diagonally, the design is technically termed a saltire.
The cross is one of the most ancient human symbols, and is used by many religions, most notably Christianity. It is frequently a representation of the division of the world into four elements (or cardinal points), or alternately as the union of the concepts of divinity, the vertical line, and the world, the horizontal line (Koch, 1955).
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Springtime: pollen covers the earth like a soft green blanket, more than can be numbered, all seeking life. That chance to grow straight and strong, to tower to the skies and assure their place in the heavens.
So many, all searching, yet because of wind, rain, animals, and improper soil. Only a couple will find just the right atmosphere in which to spring up, must less to be able to grow into the heavens.
Man is quite the same, a multitude in number, all seeking answers to the secrets of life,
Moved about by the winds of change, their earth (this flesh) not properly prepared to receive the light and rain needed to grow, adversity and interference of life sweeping them too and fro never settling long enough to take root.
So many searching, so few finding, failing to hear the whisper of God's voice saying I'm here, walk this way ! Stubbornly they lie there in infertile ground always seeking but never finding the source of life.
Let us daily work this earth we call our flesh so that when the seeds of God's light and mercy comes our way. We will be ready to receive it with Joy.
Make in it deep furrows of love
Water it daily with the spirit of God
Break up the stony places for the seed to take root
Welcome the light of his word into your heart to grow that seed strait and strong.
Then become that 1 living tree in a million who has found favor and grace to take it's place in the heavens,
8 O give thanks unto the LORD, call upon His name; make known His doings among the peoples. 9 Sing unto Him, sing praises unto Him; speak ye of all His marvellous works. 10 Glory ye in His holy name; let the heart of them rejoice that seek the LORD. 11 Seek ye the LORD and His strength; seek His face continually. 12 Remember His marvellous works that He hath done, His wonders, and the judgments of His mouth; 13 O ye seed of Israel His servant, ye children of Jacob, His chosen ones. 14 He is the LORD our God; His judgments are in all the earth. 15 Remember His covenant for ever, the word which He commanded to a thousand generations; 16 [The covenant] which He made with Abraham, and His oath unto Isaac; 17 And He established it unto Jacob for a statute, to Israel for an everlasting covenant; 18 Saying: 'Unto thee will I give the land of Canaan, the lot of your inheritance.' 19 When ye were but a few men in number, yea, very few, and sojourners in it, 20 And when they went about from nation to nation, and from one kingdom to another people, 21 He suffered no man to do them wrong, yea, for their sake He reproved kings: 22 'Touch not Mine anointed ones, and do My prophets no harm.' {P}
23 Sing unto the LORD, all the earth; proclaim His salvation from day to day. 24 Declare His glory among the nations, His marvellous works among all the peoples. 25 For great is the LORD, and highly to be praised; He also is to be feared above all gods. 26 For all the gods of the peoples are things of nought; but the LORD made the heavens. 27 Honour and majesty are before Him; strength and gladness are in His place. 28 Ascribe unto the LORD, ye kindreds of the peoples, ascribe unto the LORD glory and strength. 29 Ascribe unto the LORD the glory due unto His name; bring an offering, and come before Him; worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness. 30 Tremble before Him, all the earth; the world also is established that it cannot be moved. 31 Let the heavens be glad, and let the earth rejoice; and let them say among the nations: 'The LORD reigneth.' 32 Let the sea roar, and the fulness thereof; let the field exult, and all that is therein; 33 Then shall the trees of the wood sing for joy, before the LORD, for He is come to judge the earth. 34 O give thanks unto the LORD; for He is good; for His mercy endureth for ever. 35 And say ye: 'Save us, O God of our salvation, and gather us together and deliver us from the nations, that we may give thanks unto Thy holy name, that we may triumph in Thy praise.' 36 Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, from everlasting even to everlasting. And all the people said: 'Amen,' and praised the LORD. {P}
Oh dear Lord, I Know that you are raising up a Kingdom of priest to serve in your presence who are rightous and Holy and clean, Yet I know in my heart I am not yet ready to put my Hand to your great work.. to bring my praise to you in the Beauty of Holiness.
Yet Lord I know that you are clensing me.. Purify every part of me.. Scrub me, that I can be clean, purge my Heart with your truth seering from me all Unrightousness, That I may give you Praise that will be Holly acceptable in your sight, and that YOU so richly deserve..
It was a busier than normal morning, so my dawn ponderings never came to be,
Instead as the smell of the sweet savor of my 1st cup of coffee filled my nostrils
I began to ponder the brew a bit closer, it is so smooth to the palate going down, yet there is a slight touch of bitterness in the taste giving it that unique individuality that is all it's own..
I started to think of how often we quote and remember the smooth, encouraging words of our Lord, and all his promises to us,
"I will never leave thee nor forsake thee"
"No greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friends"
"Come to me all that are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest"
Yet we fight against and sometimes get offended in Christ when we taste the bitter herbs of life, we forget to be thankful for those things in our life that, though a Bit bitter at the time, Grow in us that unique relationship we have with him
Those things that teach us that he is faithful, and always there, that teach us patience and perseverance.
We are shown that things in the old testament are shadows of things to come, and that we must indeed eat the bitter with the sweet. That the things we go through not only strengthen, but teach us a deeper appreciation of what God can, and does do in our lives. That our "bitter herbs" teaches us patience, we fail to realize that patience when perfected brings us peace..
May we not complain about the bitter herbs of life but be exercised in them, that we may Grow stronger in our Lord and his peace..
Hebrews chapter 8 verse 5
Who serve unto the example and shadow of heavenly things , as Moses was admonished of God when he was about to make the tabernacle: for, See, saith he, that thou make all things according to the pattern shewed to thee in the mount. |
Exodus 12/8 8And they shall eat the flesh in that night, roast with fire, and unleavened bread; and with bitter herbs they shall eat it.
James 1/ 2 My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations;
3Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience.
4But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing
The night was pleasant, not too hot, not to cold, making it appealing to sit outside and enjoy the fresh night air, not long after I sat down, the moon slipped up over the top of the trees, It was so full and bright, a burst of gleaming silver in the black night,
We know that the moon is Reflected light from the sun, Yet is shines so brightly in it's fullness one can walk cautiously, by it's light . Though one must remain diligent, for depth perception is not clear yet, and the deceiving shadows can cause one to stumble. however it is enough to lead one towards the perfect light, of the sun, that is rushing to meet the traveler, Just over the horizon.
And I began to ponder, How well do I reflect the Light of our Lord, for one must confess that they have no Light in themselves, but shine forth only as much as we allow Our father to reflect his love and mercies through us to a dark and struggling world. Is there enough light in me to lead the weary traveler toward the perfect light, in relative safety? Is my Lord allowed to shine fully in me, lessening the dangers to one who may be following my light toward our savior, or am I dim, filled with many deceptive shadows, and dangerous pitfalls in their path.
Dear Lord, allow me to shine forth in your fullness, that I may not be a cause to stumble for any that I meet along the way..
I was privileged to rise earlier than normal this morning, I love it when I am up in time to hear the Morning song of the birds.
for some who have never had the honor of experiencing this, I will try to describe, to some degree, the indescribable..
while it is yet night, and Just a tiny amount of light starts to turn the darkness into Gray, the birds come awake.
the sound is not like any other you will hear throughout the day, there is no chatter among themselves, but a United chorus of song that encompasses all the species. quite like a choir singing, in perfect unison, Praises to the Creator who is bringing another day upon the earth. I am inclined to want to sing with them, but do not want to interrupt the beauty of their melody.
the dawn broke clear and still, as if a sabbath of rest had been declared, to give peace to the area that had suffered so much turmoil of wind and storms.
a time for the earth to break from all it's labors and to Be still, and Know that he is God..
It was easy to be engulfed in the Peace and reverence of it all.
Thank you Lord for your rejuvenating times of Rest.
March 1, 2007, 9:17 AM
Storms of adversity:
As I woke this morning, and made my way to my favorite chair outside, I wondered what the day would have to tell me, I try to always see things of God in all the things around me, there was a threat of pending storms, and the sky was already whirling with dark gray and black clouds, churning violently in the sky, not having any instant thoughts on it all, I whispered my love to the creator, made my request for myself and his children, and sit quietly awaiting to see what would unfold.
I contemplated the power of the whirling storms, the differences in the voices of the thunders, and their different messages of warnings, thinking of the seven thunders of revelations. This was a fleeting thought however and soon my thoughts turned in a different direction, for the sun had now topped the horizon , Blood red in color, it's sacrifice to bring light in the midst of the whirling clouds of adversity struggling against it, as I watched my thoughts turned to our Lords sacrifice , That the light of life and truth might shine forth in the darkness.
Remembering the new storm of controversy over whether they had found the tomb of Jesus and his family, I smiled and quietly shook my head..
I thought of all the times before, and the times that will yet come, when the violent storm clouds will gather themselves together to fight against the Light, yet,.. like the dawn, In spite of all the violence and strength with which they pushes against it,, the light comes, the darkness fades,
And soon, as always, the storms will scatter, giving way to the perfect light..
The sun is shining in it's full brightness now, storm clouds have abated once again, and I go forward in my day completely at peace, knowing that the Light of God's sacrifice and the Glory of his resurrection, will never be quenched… Our God reigns !
Wind
I awoke this morning to the sound of the wind howling around my house and through the trees outside,
Now most discribe this as a plantive sound, but to me it is the sound of strength and power, a voice in the trees calling out, Change is coming, Change is coming.
observing all he fallen limbs in my yard it was easy to see that the winds shakings had done it's other Job, to Clean the things that were dead or dyeing, from his creations, making room for the new Growth strength and growth, that he would add to take it's place. Thinking how good it was that the trees were so deeply rooted that they could withstand the pruning they so needed to grow stronger..
so it is with us, are we ready to fact the strong winds that blow in our lives, that shake from us all the things of this flesh we need to be removed so that the new stronger things of God have room to multiply and grow strong.
Unlike that tree, sometimes we are not deeply rooted enough to stand strong, Running instead from the grooming of God we need..... holding on to the things that stunt our growth, and can eventually take over and weaken the whole tree..
May our Lord Deeply root each of us in him, and in all he has for us. so we can bare for him, fruits, that are pleasing in his sight
Rain
saturday :
I woke to the melody of rain dancing on my rooftop, it was the weekend and the house was quiet and still, so I snuggled down a bit deeper and pulled the covers around me a little tighter, and began to let my thoughts dance around uninhibitedly with the rain outside.
I could imagine the earth drinking greedily of the sweet waters, picture the leaves bursting forth,almost overnight, the beauty of the budding buttercups as they burst into bloom and even anticipating the smell of fresh mown grass..
then I found myself smiling as I thought of the sweet rains that our God sends to us, or as an old hymn put's it "showers of blessings", refreshing drinks of his sweet presence and spirit, to sustain us as we walk through this life, giving us strength to grow stronger each day..
as I snuggled there, in complete contentment and peace feeling God's love wrapped around me, as snugly as my blanket, I knew it was going to be a good day .
dawn
woke up to the smell of fresh brewed coffee, now there's no way one can stay in bed after that smell !! so I slid out of bed and tucked myeslf into my warmest robe and slippers (the mornings are still pretty cool), poured me a biggggg cup of java and went outside to my favorite table to sit and see what the morning would have to offer .
in the midst of the dark gray gathering clouds was a small ribbon of gold, framed in the color of burgandy wine, it shone sooo bold and bright in the midst of the dark clouds , as I enjoyed the scene, I started to worder which was going to win, the gathering clouds, or the morning sun, shortly I got my answer when the eastern sky burst into a mountain of pure Gold..with all the smaller fluffy gray and white clouds all marching towards the light..it just took my breath away, all the birds were chattering non stop in the excitement of it all as well..
it was here that I started to ponder how often we take so many things for granted, and found myself so thankful that I still had the strength to be out and about, my eyesight to see all the beauty that had unfolded before me, my hearing so I might share the excitement with the neighborhood birds, and the Mind, still capable of comprehending the awsomeness of it all.. and storeing it away in my heart and mind as a beautiful memory. Yep !!! I have sooooooo much to be thankful for..
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