Note: this is a bit of a flashback post, as it was written a year or so ago, but I think it still rings true.
It’s Christmas, the “most wonderful time of the year.” My favorite season. I’ve been doing some unexpected thinking this Christmas though-thoughts that came from an odd combination of hearing Christmas songs, and reading a friend’s facebook postings describing the current development of their unborn baby. Oftentimes the descriptions I hear about Christ coming to earth, either in song or word, make it sound as if it was just a quick step out of Heaven. A long step, yes. A drastic, humbling step. But just a step. As if one minute He was in heaven, and the next minute He was that little baby in the manger.
I had a minor disaster earlier this week. A friend accidentally knocked a vase full of water onto my laptop. Sadly, aforementioned laptop could not be resurrected, and I am now on the hunt for a replacement. (any and all donations will be gladly accepted 😉 Only joking…kind of… 😉 )
I know that sometimes computers can be salvaged after water is spilled on them, so it was an “interesting” time for me, attempting different methods.
Serving the Invisible
As I reach out to those down-and-out in the inner city where I live, I’m always taken back by how many of them feel invisible.
Here is something I wrote in my journal a few years ago. Just me mulling over some scripture, but I hope that it blesses and encourages people. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Isaiah 25:6-8 NASB
“On this mountain [Mount Zion] the Lord Almighty will prepare a feast of rich food for all peoples, a banquet of aged wine-the best of meats and the finest of wines. On this mountain He will destroy the shroud that covers all peoples, the sheet that covers all nations; He will swallow up death forever. The Sovereign Lord will wipe away the tears from all faces; He will remove the disgrace of His people from all the earth. The Lord has spoken.”
Reading this passage about God’s great feast, I think of the Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners I have known. (The closest thing to a feast that I have ever really experienced.) Continue reading
Habakkuk 3:16-19 “I heard and my inward parts trembled, At the sound my lips quivered. Decay enters my bones, And in my place I tremble. Because I must wait quietly for the day of distress, For the people to arise who will invade us. Though the fig tree should not blossom And there be no fruit on the vines, Though the yield of the olive should fail And the fields produce no food, Though the flock should be cut off from the fold And there be no cattle in the stalls, Yet I will exult in the LORD, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation. The Lord GOD is my strength, And He has made my feet like hinds’ feet, And makes me walk on my high places. For the choir director, on my stringed instruments.” NASB
I’m sure everyone is tired of hearing about the election by now. Thank goodness we don’t have to see any more attack ads, at least not until the next election. And of course there is always the mandatory overdose of post-election analysis, along with debates on facebook and twitter about the pros and cons of what just happened. Yes, everyone has their own opinion, and yes, you’re entitled to it. You’re also totally entitled to disagree with mine-and I’m ok with that.
“Time is tickin’…it keeps on tickin’…yes time is ticking away…”
So says the classic dcTalk song, and there is definitely some truth to it. How do we measure the time we have?
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the way God acts and reacts with the world He created, how we respond to Him, and how He responds to us. It’s a two-way relationship, not a one-sided thing. (As you can see, I’m quite good at stating the obvious.)
I have a lot bubbling up in my brain right now, words that need to be sorted out to be shared on this blog. I’m excited, but also praying hard that what I write will be clear, and more than that that it will line up with scripture.
Last time I checked, I wasn’t infallible, and I can be as biased as the next person, but there are some things I think I “get” at some level, and I’m planning on writing a lot more about that next week.
For tonight however, things are just cooking inside. Concepts marinating to be shared shortly. Thank you everyone for your patience! (And yes, there will be something fun up tomorrow for Free Form Friday.)
Today, I’d like to share a post co-written by my dear friend Kati Rose (you can check out her blog here). It was written during her study at School of the Bible last year, and since we are again studying Leviticus, I thought it would be appropriate to revisit it, and share it with a new audience.
We were given an assignment to tell the events of Leviticus 16 (The Day of Atonement) in story form.
Behold, I give you:
A Tail of Two Goats By John Martindale, Rachel Kelley, & KatiRose Johnston
*Note: this story may be a bit irreverent at times, but we believe in a God who laughs 🙂
Once upon a time, in a land sort of far away, there lived two goats: Mahli and Mushi. These were no ordinary goats, pecked at by chickens or chased by the dogs, they were pampered goats, who oft lunched on their master Aaron’s linen underwear.
They say confession is good for the soul. Well, here’s my confession: today in class, I pulled a knife on one of my students. Intentionally.
Happy Friday everyone! I hope that you have fun weekend plans. I’m short on writing time today, but thought I would share this lighthearted song with you. Enjoy!