Tuesday, April 1, 2008
because I'm free
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are fallin' on my head, they keep fallin'
But there's one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me'
Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Cryin's not for me'
Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothin's worryin' me
Saturday, February 16, 2008
national public radio
The other morning as I was waking up, the most beautiful classical song I think I have ever heard was playing. But because I was still checked into dream land, I didn't get the name of the song!! For a brief moment, I thought, "this is what heaven may be like."
I am determined to hear the song again, so I keep my radio on 24/7. Although I haven't heard it yet, I have heard many other beautiful songs, and they have kept me thinking about the beauty within us all. I know that last statement may have sounded a little "hooey", but when you look at the pictures of many of the great composers, you wouldn't guess that they were so romantic and creative. What were they feeling when they wrote those beautiful songs? What inspired them? If we can create such expressive music in our fallen state, imagine what was created when we were one with God! God can really use anyone to give Him glory and witness to the wonder of His creation.
Sometimes music just hits directly at the core of your being, and maybe that is a glimpse at true worship. Its like those middle school experiments when you are trying to find acoustics of a room. You go through all these notes, and you finally hit the right one, and the sound reverberates through the room. Its like floating in the ocean and the only sound you hear is the beating of your heart. Everything else just tunes out and all you hear is an indescribable peace. Maybe that is what heaven is like. You are just absorbed into the music, the worship. But not so much as to become a drop of water in the ocean. Something different, but I'm not sure what.
The thought hasn't quite congealed in my head yet.....
I wish I were as hungry for the Word as I am for that song to play again. I want its taste to always be in my mouth. I want to say with honesty everyday that His words are "sweeter than honey to my mouth!" (Psalm 119:103)
yes.
Monday, February 11, 2008
oh, sweet darling, you've got the best of my love
So my dilemna is....I like Ron Paul, but does he really have a chance to get the nomination? probably not. Do I vote for the underdog, knowing he won't win in the long run, or do I compromise and vote for the close second? egad.
I really hope and pray that I hear from the Lord tonight in a vivid "vote for such and such" dream. It would have to be an ESPECIALLY vivid and repeated dream if He said to vote for Hilary or Obama....
Pray for me. Pray that you vote for the man (or woman) God wants. It is nice to know that He has the whole situation in His hands. He raises up our leaders, so if I make a mistake and vote for the wrong person, that is not going to change His plan, right?
fiddlesticks : )
Thursday, February 7, 2008
have clear colors
The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line.
The decision has been made. I am a disciple of
Jesus Christ. I won't look back, let up, slow down,
back away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present
makes sense, and my future is secure.
I am finished and done with low living, sight walking,
small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams,
chintzy giving, and dwarfed goals.
I no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position,
promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I now live by
presence, lean by faith, love by patience,
lift by prayer, and labor by power. My pace
is set, my gait is fast, my goal is Heaven, my
road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions few,
my Guide reliable, my mission clear. I cannot be bought,
compromised, deterred, lured away, turned back,
diluted, or delayed.
I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the
presence of adversity, negotiate at the table of the enemy,
ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander
in the maze of mediocrity.
I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I must go until
Heaven returns, give until I drop, preach until all know,
and work until He comes. And when He comes to get
His own, He will have no problem recognizing me.
My colors will be clear.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
another one bites the dust
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/wales/7200531.stm
do you think George Lucas ever dreamed his movie would be the basis for a religion (or rather, a cult)?
moving on to something even more bizarre:
"A New Zealand inventor has been forced to defend the use of worms in a composting toilet he has developed after officials became concerned that the creatures might become traumatised by the procedure.
Coll Bell was told to get an expert's report on the mental impact on the tiger worms being used after an official became concerned during a site visit.
He says the official felt that the worms were being unfairly treated, being expected to deal with human faeces, and that it could affect them in a psychological way.
Mr Bell was told he had to get someone with the necessary qualifications to say the worms were happy.
A vermiculture consultant was called in and she has found the worms are in excellent health and breeding happily."
- AFP
oooooooooooookkkkkkk then.
Friday, January 18, 2008
thank you, Ellen
And of all the people to illuminate the issue, it had to be Ellen Degeneres in one of her comedy routines...and she wasn't even talking about abortion. I can't quote her exactly, but here's the general jist of the routine. She was talking about how odd it is how humans love to kill things like house flies and ants. She was joking that the reason it was so easy for us to smash a helpless little ant or fly is because we can't see the expressions of horror on their faces before we....well annihilate them. And its not their fault the flies are in the house -- we named them HOUSE flies.
In the midst of her hilarious routine about the absurdities of humans, I almost cried, and for two reasons:
1) We do the same things to babies that we do to house flies. We treat insects and babies the same way -- as pests.
2) I actually felt love towards people who kill babies. I can't imagine how awful it must be for the doctors who see the little faces of the babies they abort. Only God can soften a heart that has been hardened for so long.
Yet God loves us.
That was so refreshing for me because I've been praying for compassion lately, and I think that moment was a little answer to prayer. One of my passions is the protection of the weak and helpless. I'm not sure how specifically I am supposed to do that, but I do know that anger and hate towards the people who prey on them is not a Christ-like attitude. Whenever I hear a story about a little girl or boy being abused, the first thing that pops in my head is that the abuser should be thrown in the ocean with a huge millstone tied around their neck. While a love for justice is good, I took it a little too far and had deep hate for those people. While I still believe that there is an even hotter place in hell reserved for people who prey on the weak, I also know that Jesus died for those wretches and I have to love them. Even more terrible is the realization that I am a wretch myself. I am not perfect and I sin just as much as those abusers. ouch. I have to be reminded of that fact quite frequently.
God has slowly been softening my heart towards people who hurt and kill the helpless.
And God used a lesbian to convey that message to me.
So, if you are free tomorrow around 10am to 12pm, come and pray with me and a bunch of other people at the Hillcrest Abortion Clinic. All we do is stand around the clinic in silent prayer for two hours...so don't worry about evading police or anything : ). The Life team has been praying for years for the removal of this clinic and the salvation of the doctor who performs the abortions, and every new prayer warrior is greatly needed. If you need more information, you can call me (986-4445), facebook me, or you can call Kempsville Presbyterian Church.
that's it : )
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Chuck Norris puts the laughter in manslaughter
1) Planet Earth by the Discovery channel is AWESOME!! It just goes to show what a creative and wonderful God we have...if only the writers had included that in the show. But be prepared....animals eating each other is part of life...and its sad.
2) I just realized the reason Switzerland is always neutral -- an old Swiss proverb says, "When in doubt who will win, be neutral."
3) Giving someone "the finger" originated from the English, who were experts at the longbow. When English archers were captured, their middle finger was cut off so they wouldn't be able to shoot anymore....therefore archers would taunt their opponents by waving their middle fingers, which meant, "we can still kill you" etc.
4) Shakespeare never spelled his name the same way.
5) No one will ever know Chuck Norris' last words because he will be the last person on earth.
6) It is estimated that at any one time, 0.7% of the world's population are drunk.
7) The reason firehouses have circular stairways is from the days when the engines were pulled by horses. The horses were stabled on the ground floor and figured out how to walk up straight staircases.
8) A survey reported that 12% of Americans think that Joan of Arc was Noah's wife.
9) The Muppet Show was banned from Saudi Arabian TV because one if its stars was a pig.
10) Santas in Australia were prohibited from saying, "Ho ho ho" because it is considered derogatory to certain women.
11) It takes 3,000 cows to supply the NFL with enough leather for a year's supply of footballs.
12) The weight of a carat (200 milligrams), standard unit of measurement for gemstones, is based on the weight of the carob seed.
13) The Biblical significance of the number 13 is "rebellion, backsliding, apostacy."
Don't worry, I don't spend all my spare time finding out these things...my brother and I have competitions to see who knows the most random facts.
I briefly wanted to be a wildlife photographer last week. After watching Planet Earth, the thought of being in the wild with strange and dangerous creatures was the most thrilling thing I could think of to do. Wouldn't that be an awesome job!? I'm open to anything, Lord : )
Inspirational thoughts to come next time....
peace out