When I was a young teen, the topic of the second coming/the rapture/the tribulation/end of days was a hot and common topic in the church. It does still come up, but much less than years ago and mostly I think viewed with suspicion and there-goes-a-fruit-loop-ism these days. Suspicion is good if it makes you look for Bible truth, and so is there-goes-a-fruit-loop-ism for the same reason, but mostly I think itβs I’m-havening-a-nice-life-don’t-interrupt-me-ism or maybe a case of no-one-ever-told-me-Jesus-is-coming-back-ism. Or maybe fear.
Continue reading “Trumpet sounds”Adding to His voice
More than once I’d have heard Pastors/teachers speak about how when we believe we’ve heard something from God, we need to stick absolutely to the purity of what He said, but that we have a tendency to add.
Continue reading “Adding to His voice”Growth of beauty
I’d had a miscarriage about 3 weeks before I stood at the edge of a gorge in Queensland marvelling at its beauty. Up to that stage, the miscarriage had been the hardest thing I’d ever known, and tears were never very far away. (This was 20 years ago almost exactly).
Continue reading “Growth of beauty”Reminiscing
Had a very smiley morning with my folks today. Have been taking Mum shopping often on a Thursday morning and today Dad came along too. Mainly for the fun of taking Miss 5 into school – though I cleverly forgot it was photo day and the usual half hour wouldn’t happen. Nevertheless content, we pottered off to Midland Gate and while Dad took a seat, Mum and I went off to hunt down the things she wanted.
Continue reading “Reminiscing”Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh #1
Been thinking on Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh.
An idea I’ve not actually done with Teen Team at church was to ask them each to bring a collection of items that represent themselves, their personalities, attributes, interests. The kinds of things they’d want their children and grandchildren to know were important about them.
Continue reading “Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh #1”Better than magic
We have a God Who turns
Water to wine
Weakness to strength
Rough to smooth
Dark to light
Curse to blessing
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(This was a VSP – very short post π )
The watches of the night
The most agonising sorrows I’ve ever felt have been for others… a little of me in there too, but mostly others. When I watched a particular message by Michael Card, and heard this song for the first time, my heart sang with relief to know my sleepless nights were because my heart had a taste of the sorrow of Messiah… the man spoken of in Isaiah. To know this sorrow was how He felt for me… incredible.
I know the roundabout of sorrowing for another and feeling like the specifics of the Psalms don’t fit my cries, but when I learned that lamenting is worship, at least when addressed to the Father, it felt so purposeful instead of so very fruitless.
Prayers are eternal. Not a single word ever dissipates into nothingness.
So once again, if anyone’s headed for a sleepless night, know that addressing our sorrows to Him is very much prayer… and very much worship when we know and trust His heart for us.
I love this song by Kristen Getty – but I love her reading at the beginning of this clip even more.
A snippet:
I have cried upon the steps that seem
Too steep for me to climb,
And I’ve prayed against a burden
I did not want to be mine.
But, here I am and this is where
You’re calling me to fight,
And You I will remember
Through the watches of the night
Second looks
Thirsty
I wonder if Jesus ever got His drink of water from the woman at the well? It does tell us He was walking from Judea to Galilee and that He was tired and sat down there. Reasonable enough to be tired since it would have been at least a two day walk between the two places. A walk they undertook quite frequently.
I wondered if asking her for a drink was just a conversation starter… while it may have partly been, I recon He was genuinely thirsty too, but the story doesn’t fill in that detail as it flips over to the way the conversation went. Telling her to go get her husband was certainly a way of honing His point being that she didn’t have one – and He knew it.
So He communicates with someone from a region where the people typically ignore/hate/despise each other. Much is made of the fact Jews wouldn’t associate with Samaritans but the feeling was entirely mutual. It was just as big a deal in terms of race/history, that she spoke to Him as well.
He asks to drink from her vessel as he has nothing to drink from – this is just not done!
He then suspends His own need for drink and food to have this conversation. He engages with her, knowing her sin, knowing her story, and knowing her thirst. All three things concurrent. All three things making her who she was. All three things making her receptive… but not just receptive – READY.
While things were seriously messed up between the people groups, they did have shared ancestors and history. Both regarded the other as wrong.
But she knew her beans.
She knew there was a Messiah coming. Not just as rumour… but belief. Her readiness enabled her to not defend her sin or reject Him. She grabbed His message and told everyone she could to come hear what He had to say. And they did. And instead of being unwelcome, He stayed there for two days. And many came to believe in Him. And not because they had no sin, but because they did.
Context!
Moving through Genesis, thinking about marriage.
Events that are recorded in the Bible are sometimes exactly that.
A record of events. It’s a mistake to assume every event in the Bible is there as a stamp of approval, a recommendation, or a permission.
Continue reading “Context!”