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I have tried for so many years to get things right. Still do in many ways but there was a specific moment in time when I not only knew God was God over muddles and imperfection and it was that moment the striving stopped. Things were a muddle. I couldn’t unmuddle it. And I finally threw myself into His bigness, full of need and the most honest I’d probably ever been with myself.
This was a VSP – Very Short Post 🙂
My Nanna was pretty unique.
She’s been gone a good long while but I had cause to think of her today.
I went to help a friend with something this morning. It took a bit of time but the thing itself wasn’t a big deal to me because it was dealing with stuff I understood. For her though, she’d got into a muddle and a slump and couldn’t see her way through.
I felt like that recently when future SIL rescued me from a techno problem which had me ready to scream, but which was second nature to him. 🙂
Shopping at our nearest shopping centre today (Midland Gate) when I ran into someone I have immense respect for. We didn’t sing and we didn’t pray, but we did have Church right there as we talked. It’s nearly 6 years since I stood in the almost exact same place having church with one friend, and then another, and another – like a group skydive – each grabbing hold of the other as they floated by ‘by chance’.
Continue reading “Portable church”
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 it’s 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”
Monday morning mind mush.
A million minutiae making mockery of my methodical manner.
Making minutes mine to:
Stop.
Think.
Sort.
Be still.
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”
Been thinking on Jesus time in the wilderness. This 40 day time period leads directly on from Jesus baptism. Breathtaking.
There was no doubt the devil knew who Jesus was. The devil wasn’t testing Him to see if He was God’s son… he knew it.
God had just announced Jesus as His Son – in whom He was well pleased at the river. The heavens were torn open, the Spirit rested on Him, and The Father’s audible voice was heard.
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”
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”
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”