Sunday, February 07, 2016

God is not how you expect Him to be

Early Sunday -  finding the words.

the prayer of Isaiah the prophet went something like this:

"Please God that You would open the skies and visit us,
even if it means we have a terrible earthquake, because this world can not stand your holiness.

"Make your name known, not only to those who seek you but to your enemies,
even if it appears to us like a out of control forest fire, light up our world
so that All people will know that you are here, right now.

"We expected one thing from you, and you are doing another.
your works are always a shock and surprise to us because we
have so little understanding of your Holiness, mercy and grace.

"No one is like you, we can not perceive neither comprehend the vastness of
Your goodness toward us. If we will study your ways, do your works, and rejoice in justice,
You will meet us and act on behalf of us.

"All day long we sin and our sin clings to us and makes us stink;
There is no vitality left in us because of the captivity of our wickedness.
We do not even remember You to ask forgiveness because our mind is dulled and dark.

But now, Oh Lord, You are our Father.
We are the clay and You, our potter;
Al of us are the work of Your hand.

Wednesday, February 03, 2016

a year without blogging is a:
fun filled year?
just a year?
a year of litigation?
52 Sundays of prayer service?
a chance to build strong spirit 12 ways?
whatever it WAS, this year will be fabulous!
God promises

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Mom's special place

mom has a special place in our hearts, a special resting place for her remains, and a blessed place with the King of the universe and Lord of creation, Jesus the Messiah.

Sunday, May 04, 2014

always good

in a hundred ways - over thousands of days and with amazing creativity my God continues to amaze, surprise and refresh me with His love, grace and wisdom. If God was not so big, powerful and complex that we stood in absolute awe of Him, what would that be like? Who wants a God you can comprehend or control?

Sunday, April 13, 2014

a tale of two beggars

"when i was hungry you gave me to eat" -------------------
I was so hungry, so very empty that my insides seemed to be gnawing away at me, so desperate for something, anything to quiet the rumbling inside that I found the bugs and grasses attractive. Afraid to get sick again, I had to do something else. I was out of options: no money, no work, no friends left to bum off. I looked at my few possessions, carried in a paper sack, and there was nothing left to sell. How would I survive? Where was there help for someone like me in this crowded city? It was not Sunday so the churches were closed up tight and I smelled bad and had just these worn out clothes and poor fitting shoes to wear. Yes I felt shame for being unable to care for myself, but I also felt worse knowing that no one really cared! My hunger pain was only the beginning of my problem, I had the deeper pain of not belonging to anyone, not fitting in with the rest. Each day I felt more isolated, more alone and more desperate. Yes I wanted food and clothes like everyone else, maybe even a warm bed under a roof, where I could sleep without worry. More than that I wanted to know that someone cared enough to see through the filth to the real me. I wanted someone to call me by name, and to sit next to me, listening to what I had to say..... ------------------------ Jesus said, " I was naked and you clothed me"