It's loud in a concert. One of my favorite memories as a teenager was an OC Supertones concert at a local (to where I lived) college. It was so loud - as many concerts are - that when they took a break your head was pounding and your ears were ringing.
Sometimes life is so loud that when it finally takes a break all we're left with is the ringing in our ears.
Are you so used to the circumstances that you don't hear the change? Are you so accustomed to the headbanging, did you miss the stillness?
He is a still, small voice.
Alot of times people only think of that as "still" as in a pond -- He leads us beside still waters. But, I think there is depth to the dual meaning that we have in English -- He is still -- still there, still waiting, still talking softly.
Listen -- the change has come.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
control issues
Funny, I think I have a theme emerging lately. :-)
Sunday evening brought about 8-9" of snow to cohutta, forcing us to stay home, call into work til about Wednesday. It was terribly dangerous on the roads. When Brent got stuck on the way home Sunday night, it wasn't til 5pm the next evening that a tow truck got there (because they were so backed up.) There were four wheel drive trucks that got stuck out in it.
In the midst of it all, both of our cars were at the shop needing repair. It made me furious that our station wagon, which the mechanic has had for a while now, wasn't yet fixed, and even more upset when they couldn't get to our Suzuki til Wednesday. Tuesday night I sat in my bed, stewing in a bad mood. The roads had been scraped - even my street itself. But, no one was free to / willing to get me to work wednesday.
At this moment God spoke with a gentle reprimand." I gave you 2 extra days with your kids and Brent. I kept your water and power on. I have provided. Now let go."
If you are like me, you want control of every aspect of your situation. You have your plan and if something interferes you get angry. It's time we learned that things are GOING to interfere because God has better plans than we do. The longer we fight it the less time we have to enjoy the process.
Sunday evening brought about 8-9" of snow to cohutta, forcing us to stay home, call into work til about Wednesday. It was terribly dangerous on the roads. When Brent got stuck on the way home Sunday night, it wasn't til 5pm the next evening that a tow truck got there (because they were so backed up.) There were four wheel drive trucks that got stuck out in it.
In the midst of it all, both of our cars were at the shop needing repair. It made me furious that our station wagon, which the mechanic has had for a while now, wasn't yet fixed, and even more upset when they couldn't get to our Suzuki til Wednesday. Tuesday night I sat in my bed, stewing in a bad mood. The roads had been scraped - even my street itself. But, no one was free to / willing to get me to work wednesday.
At this moment God spoke with a gentle reprimand." I gave you 2 extra days with your kids and Brent. I kept your water and power on. I have provided. Now let go."
If you are like me, you want control of every aspect of your situation. You have your plan and if something interferes you get angry. It's time we learned that things are GOING to interfere because God has better plans than we do. The longer we fight it the less time we have to enjoy the process.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
our rights
Every so often, I have what I call a train track jump. This analogy was given me by Craig Cooper (our apostle) in a prophecy. Basically it means something is moving or breaking in the spiritual and my prophetic sense feels it, but my natural mind hasn't caught up yet. Tonight I had such a jump. As I looked through the church weekly email, I read the blog that Jori (a dear friend) wrote about why bad things happen and got majorly hung up on her statement that "God doesn't owe us" any answers. (which I am taking grossly out of context).
On the one hand, the side I know to be majorly religious and the way I was raised agrees. I know man is undeserving and sinful and truly bad, God being all holy and all knowing doesn't have to do or explain anything to us, as we are the creation and He is Creator. On the more liberal, freedom breathing side I hear myself screaming that God chose us to be coheirs and by that very act agreed to treat us like Christ and so we should have the right to know His reasons. And somewhere deep inside I realize that this isnt really about knowing why some unborn children die, but it is more about trusting God to love me enough to say I am good enough for Him to give His reasons to and I am good enough for Him to want to answer my questions.
So.
I know that as a fact but there is a hiccup in my spirit that conflicts with other parts of me. My spirit states with confidence that I am chosen, I am different, I am special. My soul contradicts that I am not the favorite, I am no one interesting, that I am a waste of time (all pains I carry from childhood). When I write it all down i know that my spirit is right but doubts linger. Am I really special enough to be gifted? Am I really different enough to change lives?
The answer is obviously yes, I have the capacities to be special and gifted but the reason most people never fufil their destiny as different and special is that they cant get past their own daddy issues to realize that God does trust us with His plan, we can change the world and yes we are special enough to be different.
On the one hand, the side I know to be majorly religious and the way I was raised agrees. I know man is undeserving and sinful and truly bad, God being all holy and all knowing doesn't have to do or explain anything to us, as we are the creation and He is Creator. On the more liberal, freedom breathing side I hear myself screaming that God chose us to be coheirs and by that very act agreed to treat us like Christ and so we should have the right to know His reasons. And somewhere deep inside I realize that this isnt really about knowing why some unborn children die, but it is more about trusting God to love me enough to say I am good enough for Him to give His reasons to and I am good enough for Him to want to answer my questions.
So.
I know that as a fact but there is a hiccup in my spirit that conflicts with other parts of me. My spirit states with confidence that I am chosen, I am different, I am special. My soul contradicts that I am not the favorite, I am no one interesting, that I am a waste of time (all pains I carry from childhood). When I write it all down i know that my spirit is right but doubts linger. Am I really special enough to be gifted? Am I really different enough to change lives?
The answer is obviously yes, I have the capacities to be special and gifted but the reason most people never fufil their destiny as different and special is that they cant get past their own daddy issues to realize that God does trust us with His plan, we can change the world and yes we are special enough to be different.
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