Sunday, August 19, 2007
Why do people look down on those who sing loud? Is not to worship God to do it with all your heart? Should we really be concentrating on whether our voice is blending perfectly with the person next to us? I thought that was called choir.
It is not about the words on the screen. It is about the words in our heart! Its not about getting it right. It is about giving it your all! It is not about being in tune, every note sang on beat. It is about being in tune with love, both yours for God and God's love he has for you! It is not about sounding good to those around you standing by your side. It is about singing truth to your God! Truth that is spoken/sang from your heart, mind and soul. It is about not caring who might hear. It is in fact going as far as not even noticing who might hear!
It is not about telling God you exist. It is about recognizing you know he does! It is not about singing your loudest to be heard. It is about singing out not paying attention whether you are loud or quiet but rather concentrating on God and nothing/no one else!
Worshiping with our hands raised
Raising our hands is not a prompting by the words flashed on the screen above or because some one says to. It is an act of worship telling God I am willing, here I am, I am all yours, cleanse me and make me all you desire. It is to say here are my hands make use of them. To raise them higher is not to have a who is the most holy competition. It is an act of complete surrender a desire to have more of Him and less of self. A desire to touch the breath of God. It is when God calls down "reach up and grab my hand and I will rescue you!" It represents Him as our Savior.
It is Worship to direct our full attention on God's word/love and know that He is our GOD and we simply tell Him we know, and we choose HIM! We Love HIM! We are thankful for HIM! We are simply HIS!
In saying all that I have to say about worship I am reminded of a time my son was sitting beside me at church. Now my son sings at home and I have seen him and heard him worship God with all his heart when he is with other kids his age rocking out to his own beat. But this is not what happens during Sunday morning worship. He sits sometimes stands hugging me. He draws robots. He does everything but worship. I have tried so many times lecturing him saying" This is the time to tell God you love Him. Don't you love God? You say you do but God wants you to show Him. It would be like you saying you love me but when I most need a hug you say noway." Nothing the guilt trip does not work. I don't know why I expected it to since it only ever made me mad when I was little. I still dislike guilt trip lectures... don't we all? This one time I started praying "God I am doing everything I can..." God stopped me in my tracks "Are you? Are you sure? Does he know what worship is really? Why do you raise your hands up to me? Does he know why? How much have you really taught him about worship?" I wanted to sit down and cry and laugh at the same time. There was hope. He was not acting out rebelliously. He simply did not understand all the ins and outs of worshiping. I am sure I too am still learning as well. Sure when he was comfortable and music he liked was blasting he would sing and even dance. If I were with his age group of kids I might have a hard time worshiping too come to think of it. I sat down with my son then and decided to start being the parent God desired me to be. I had a conversation with my son it went like this:
" Sammy Do you know why we sing to God? "
"Yeah mom to tell God we love him. "
" Do you know why I raise my hands up sometimes?"
"Do you want to know?"
And so we chatted right there. In the midst I felt God all around us, his presence was so sweet while voices in song helped me teach my son what worship is all about. He stood with me before the songs were through. And I asked him if he would like his hands to be Gods tools to use to help others? He said "yes" I said "Then slip them up in the air and tell HIM so. He did! God is good! Worshiping HIM is oh so good!
Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
You ever tried living off of someone else's Jesus?
We wake up each morning and go about our day. On Sunday we go to church, learn what God is saying to the pastor that week. We experience a little high as we worship God and actually talk to him for once telling Him of our love and appreciation. We go home feeling like once again everything is going to turn out alright.
Then bam like a bomb Monday hits. Stress fills our bucket of life like a hose that won't shut off. Even if you try it still drips, drips, drips down into us. Our minds clutter with the gazillion things we gotta do. Then there is the what ifs and what did she mean by that yesterday? All the thoughts that come running in strangling the Joy we are meant to have in Jesus each day.
When ever I think of the term "Secondhand Jesus" it leaves me with a bitter taste in my mouth. Kinda like second hand smoke.
We are meant to experience God for ourselves everyday! He is suppose to be our everything. Yet we tell ourselves to be satisfied with someone else's joy flowing over on us in the form of an encouraging word. Praise God for his faithful. But is it not time we were one of them. Isn't it time we stopped living off other peoples Jesus.
We need Him for ourselves. He died so He could be our best friend forever, Never to leave us, Never to forsake us! That is good news. No that is Great news! When we are stressed he says come to me my burden is light my yoke is easy. "Cast all your anxiety on Him because he cares for you." the word proclaims.
Why then do we rely on others to tell us what we should or should not do or think. God wants to have a personal relationship with each of us. It is not hard. We just gotta be willing to open up his word and listen .We have to be willing to open our hearts and our minds and talk to the one whose heart knows our own so much better than we do ourselves.
I pray this nation would truly learn to have a friend in Jesus again!
The faithful love of the Lord never ends!
His mercies never cease.
Great is his faithfulness;
his mercies begin afresh each morning.
He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the LORD and put their trust in him.
They will have no fear of bad news; their hearts are steadfast, trusting in the LORD.
I pray that we all embrace Jesus fresh and new. May we start out each day cleansed by His blood shed for us. May His voice be heard in our hearts, whispering comfort to our souls as we go about each and everyday! Praise you God for you are our everything! Amen
Sunday, August 12, 2007
The light is on, but nobodies home.
You ever encountered anyone that you could describe in that way? I can at times just waking up in the morning looking into the mirror.
Seriously though I have had many close encounters with the real kind. The light is on so you decide to knock.
"Hey the sign in your window says you got Jesus so how's all that working out for ya."
Just as quickly as the words slip from my mouth the sparkle
is gone. The light goes out and a clouded unidentified substance
replaces it. The mouth opens and gibberishly remarks "mind
your own business" in not quite the same words but stated plain as day
between the lines.
What part of "Love the Lord your God with all your heart, mind and soul and love others as your self" do people mis comprehend? We have 2 things to do as "Simply His" Love GOD and
love Others. Right? Right.
Still others you will knock and actually get a kind response and think there is hope. They smile and the light stays on. They might even tell you what's going down at their church that weekend and their involvement in helping out in certain areas. They feel a little safe chatting with you at their door step. Not letting you past, heaven forbid, but at arms length away with space
for a clear get away.
Then there are those with out a detectable light because they are too busy trying to fan their own flame. They float around as if all is well and nothing ever bad happens to them cause they got it going on. They boast and pride themselves over knowing the will of a God. They get in others face and tell them how to live and not live. This is usually the kind I try and keep in
what some people call shape, (others call a diet of only one donut a day,) so I can at a moments notice get up and runaway as fast as my stubby legs can sprint.
Rare and precious few are those whom the light is on and believe it or not they not only answer the door but welcome you in with open arms. Rarely do people shake hands and reply "Nice to meet you!" and actually really truly mean it. But these people do. You can tell by their sincere smile and willingness to just listen really hearing what you have to say.
So I ask you dear friends is your light on? Do you hide it under a light shade and only let an
occasional fellow light bearers get a glance? What's hidden in your hearts pocket? Do you shut down when people ask you about your joy? What do you have that is so special? Maybe you throw the doors of your heart open and let Christ love as he desired to love. Do you mean it
when you ask how someone is doing? Do you wait anxious for their response?
I dare you to love the broken, the lost, those whom the world deems unlovable. We need to let the light meant to set us free, sparked by our belief in Jesus, shine.
I don't know about you but I know when I look in the mirror I fall short. The concept of loving God with all my heart comes to life. I find myself realizing to love Him, to show Him I love Him, is to love others. But to be able to show the love and embrace those who most need Him is a work in progress. But don't feel bad. Don't give up! Try doing what I try to do. Just give God something to work with. Change your attitude first thing in the morning from "it's all about me and my plans for today", to "may this day be all about you God and your plans carried out by my willingness to be used by you!"
May our lights always shine and may God continue to teach us to be home to show up and answer the door when those seeking knock. May we care enough to embrace them and let them in. AmenLuke 8:16 "No one lights a lamp and
hides it in a jar or puts it under a bed. Instead, he puts it on a
stand, so that those who come in can see the light.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
MOOD: full of life
Miracle: an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs.
Wouldn't we all love to witness a miracle. Wouldn't it be great to stand by while the Columbia river parted and people walked across to get to the other side.
I am celebrating a miracle that happened to me a few days ago. I know you are getting ready to hear about some thing big, something extraordinary like my right arm getting cut off and a new one growing back again. But though the miracle I am about to speak of is an event I believe manifested as a divine intervention in human affairs, it is not what anyone would consider significant.
I was mowing my lawn in some pretty extreme heat. It was last on my list of things to do that day and it was going to get done if it killed me. Well I was getting really tired. Now my hair is beyond shoulder length as well as thicker than a hay stack and weighs just about as much. I was thinking to myself "oh Lord help me get this done." I then thought "man if only I had put my hair up I would not be dripping with so much sweat down my neck and face." Not even five minutes later there on my lawn appeared a green pony tail holder. I do not ever remember having an army green one before. But there it was and the words sounded in my head " You ask and you receive." God shows up and plants a perma grin on my face in the midst of mowing my lawn.
God really is everywhere. My Daughter age three is always reminding me that God is all around us. A few days ago he told me hello in the way of providing me with a pony. I did finish mowing the lawn that day and lived to tell about it.
I am so thankful for a God who not only shows up to do amazing, awesome huge things in my life, but He also cares about the little things too!Praise God for his miracles coming in king size, medium, small, and extra tiny. Praise Him for loving us enough to show us he truly cares at moments such as I had mowing my lawn.
DATE: 07/29/2007 14:52:18 / MOOD: full of life
God is giving me a new name. Tabitha is Aramaic for Dorcas. A quiet servant whom Peter in Acts brought back to life after her town mourned
her missing her so much. Ruth: one who knows what she wants and is willing to stick through tough times to get it. She wants to Know God
and be a friend as in all that friend means; through thick and thin to Naomi.
Some think Why would you want to be like, submissive Ruth. They know her not. These words are not the words of an all
I am told I will do woman.
Ruth 1: 15-17 But Ruth replied, "Don't urge me to leave you or to turn back from you.
Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people
will be my people and your God my God. Where you die I will die, and there I will be buried. May the LORD deal with me, be it ever so severely, if anything but death separates you
My Life verses John 15:12-14 My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. You are my friends if you do what I command.
is molding my life to be simply His as well as teaching me how to be a
friend, A friend to his lost, as well as to the found!
DATE: 07/31/2007 MOOD: full of life
I haven't read this book yet so I may not be an expert on teaching Sunday
School. But Something tells me I might already know a thing or two. The
advertisement featuring this book title said that Elmer L Towns is "one
of the nation's leading experts on Sunday School." I wonder just how
one goes about getting a title like that. Is it by serving in that area
of need. Or by studying the mind of a child through psychology. I am
just curious. My guess is that it is a sales technique. Why would anyone buy a book written on the education of children written by a mechanic or a plummer. Plumbers, mechanics, carpenters even , might just have a plethora of God given knowledge on the do's and don't of
teaching Sunday School. But we just would not go out and buy a book
written by the likes of them unless of course it was written on their
given trade. Makes sense I guess.We just would not trust them as much
as a professional national expert at Sunday School. Don't get me wrong
I am not trying to beat up on the guy or anyone for that matter. Elmer
just might deserve his title. But I am just saying all this to help us
keep in mind that just because it makes sense to trust those who have
proven they know best by having a title and status does not mean it is
all good and right. Is it completely biblical? It is written that God
uses the most unlikely. He used the foolish to bring forth his
miracles. I am scribbling out these words today in hope to remind us ,
myself as well, to keep our eyes open and our hearts ready. The next
person walking our way, message in hand, straight from our Father in
Heavens heart, may not be wearing a suit and tie. Perhaps not even a
fancy light blue polo with khaki pants. It might be in the form of the
grease monkey (no offense intended my dad's a mechanic) crawling out from under your oil leaking car. It might even be out of the mouth of red Popsicle stained lips. A child looking
up to you wide eyed has words of wisdom you need to hear. It may be
you! Not that you need to hear your own voice any louder. But you could
be the one God has been waiting to use as his messenger. Have you had
people on your mind lately? God wants you to reach out not in a scary
"I have a word from the Lord" kinda way. More like a hey my name
is_____________ and you are? Or hey been thinking about ya! I was
wondering if you would like to go have some coffee some time or meet at
the park and chill with me while the kids run off a micro measurable
amount of energy.
My point is we don't have to bare a long
elegant title to be used of God. I am sure Elmer has a delicious
message written out for us to hear. I betcha he laughed at the title
given him. "What ever it takes to gets your message out there Lord" he
must have said. I know if it were me they were talking about having
played with children and taught them since I was a 4-H leader in High
school, Sunday school teacher too many years to count, and not to
mention I am a mom. I'd be laughing hysterically.
by sticky kisses, plastic crowns, God green, and the smell of
play-doh this day and everyday! Learn from the great minds planted all
around you. Never over look another word of wisdom meant to spark life
into your very being. Never under estimate and take for granted another
tender smile that between each dimple is a mile long heart felt " I
DATE: 07/31/2007 12:02:37 / MOOD: full of life
A Prayer unrevised from the Message Bible
Psalm 119:14-16 God; train me in your ways of wise living. I'll transfer to my lips all the counsel that comes from your mouth; I delight far more in what you tell me about living than in gathering a pile of riches.
I ponder every morsel of wisdom from you, I attentively watch how you've done it.
I relish everything you've told me of life, I won't forget a word of it.
2 Timothy 3:16-17
so that the man of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work.
may I exalt your word, hold it in high esteem, and give it first place
in my schedule. I agree with the Word of God, and I cast down my
thoughts, imaginations, and reasonings contrary to Your Word. The Word
is the final authority in all my deliberations. Boldly and confidently
I say that my heart is fixed and established on the solid foundation--
the Word of God! Amen
May God have his way with us this day and every day. May his
word sound in our head and make our paths straight. May we love as he
loves as in all that love is: patients, kindness, goodness...etc God
( prayer from Prayers that avail much for Daily Living by Germaine Copeland)
I started a group called Hot Potato. WHAT? May be your response.
I forced myself out of my bed to pray in my secret place this morning (Ok not So secret it being the floor beside my couch.) Any way as I was kneeling there I had the hardest time staying focused. My mind not only kept wondering it was falling back asleep. Then for no good reason the image of a potato plunked its self down in the center of my prayer/dream. I laughed thinking "that is one funny way of getting my attention God. I always knew you had a sence of humor but I have to admit I never expected it to show up in the form of a potato." I got up and was laughing about it with my husband and this line fell out of my mouth, "My potato, Your Potato, Whose potato now?" As soon as it was out of my mouth I realized " That means something!"
Thus I started a group. Hot Potato is for everyone who has a phrase, quote, catchy word that is stuck in their mind to share. While it is hot and fresh on our minds we have a place just to go and write it down and not only that but get results from others as how it got them thinking as well.
Confirmation of this being a God thing : I found my Potato! I kid you not I went to google to search for an image of yes potatoes and sure enough there long and ready for baking was my potato image from my morning talk with Jesus. Funny stuff but good too!
This Group is located at http://www.yourchristianspace.com/groups/view/id_509/
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
God uses the most unlikely to accomplish His will. He could use you, He could use me. His will is that everyone would have their fill. Their fill of Joy, love, peace and hope. He came to be all that we need and more. In a pitch black hole he sends down to us a rope. He is our life line, our water we thirst for. His body was pierced for us, our sin He bore. To know Him is to seek Him. To call upon His name. To know Him is to drink from Him the living water. To believe it was for you He came! One lady gathering her water at the well believed. One unlikely lady changed the course of her town’s history. She believed in Him cause He knew her, by her words He was not deceived. To this woman Jesus spoke even though she was the talk of the town. To this woman He offered living water. By her life hope for a whole town’s salvation was found. Praise God for using the most unlikely. Praise Him for seeing past all our faults and sin. Is He seeking you next or perhaps even me! One thing is for certain He is not done setting those He seeks free!
Jesus and the Samaritan Woman
Eventually he came to the Samaritan
The woman was surprised, for Jews refuse to have anything to do with Samaritans. She said to Jesus, “You are a Jew, and I am a Samaritan woman. Why are you asking me for a drink?
Jesus replied, “If you only knew the gift God has for you and who you are speaking to, you would ask me, and I would give you living water.”
“But sir, you don’t have a rope or a bucket,” she said, “and this well is very deep. Where would you get this living water? And besides, do you think you’re greater than our ancestor Jacob, who gave us this well? How can you offer better water than he and his sons and his animals enjoyed?”
Jesus replied, “Anyone who drinks this water will soon become thirsty again. 14 But those who drink the water I give will never be thirsty again. It becomes a fresh, bubbling spring within them, giving them eternal life.”
“Please, sir,” the woman said, “give me this water! Then I’ll never be thirsty again, and I won’t have to come here to get water.
“Go and get your husband,” Jesus told her.
“I don’t have a husband,” the woman replied.
Jesus said, “You’re right! You don’t have a husband— for you have had five husbands, and you aren’t even married to the man you’re living with now. You certainly spoke the truth!”
“Sir,” the woman said, “you must be a prophet. So tell me, why is it that you Jews insist that Jerusalem is the only place of worship, while we Samaritans claim it is here at Mount Gerizim, where our ancestors worshiped?”
Jesus replied, “Believe me, dear woman, the time is coming when it will no longer matter whether you worship the Father on this mountain or in
The woman said, “I know the Messiah is coming—the one who is called Christ. When he comes, he will explain everything to us.”
Then Jesus told her, “I Am the Messiah!”
Just then his disciples came back. They were shocked to find him talking to a woman, but none of them had the nerve to ask, “What do you want with her?” or “Why are you talking to her?” The woman left her water jar beside the well and ran back to the village, telling everyone, “Come and see a man who told me everything I ever did! Could he possibly be the Messiah?” So the people came streaming from the village to see him.
Meanwhile, the disciples were urging Jesus, “Rabbi, eat something."
But Jesus replied, “I have a kind of food you know nothing about.”
“Did someone bring him food while we were gone?” the disciples asked each other.
Then Jesus explained: “My nourishment comes from doing the will of God, who sent me, and from finishing his work.
Many Samaritans from the village believed in Jesus because the woman had said, “He told me everything I ever did!” When they came out to see him, they begged him to stay in their village. So he stayed for two days, long enough for many more to hear his message and believe. Then they said to the woman, “Now we believe, not just because of what you told us, but because we have heard him ourselves. Now we know that he is indeed the Savior of the world.”
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Matthew 10:29-31(message bible)"What's the price of a pet canary? Some loose change, right? And God cares what happens to it even more than you do. He pays even greater attention to you, down to the last detail—even numbering the hairs on your head! So don't be intimidated by all this bully talk. You're worth more than a million canaries.
God knows us better than we know ourselves down to the last hair on our head!
John 10:2 The sheep will listen to him. He calls his own sheep by their names and leads them out.
God knows our names!
Often I come across people who are so down on themselves. I know how they feel, yes I have been there. That is not the sway of this paragraphs point though. People do not have any respect for their name sake anymore. If you ask someone who they are one pops up and says I am doctor…, pastor…, teacher…etc. People get so puffed up about having a title to place before their name. Some who don’t have a college degree earned title step back and humbly say their name. You can see the wish in their eyes that they had some kind of title to feel more important. Talking with them they might even say things like "I need to go to college and get a degree in something." Why? So that they can have some kind of status in this status quo world we live in. No one wants to be a nobody.
What is it that drives us to better our God given names? We strive to be better than just plain Jane. We must be Doctor Sir Reverend Squire Theologian Jane. Why do we put so much emphasis on having titles. Is not who we are, as in who God made us to be enough? Just wondering. A title can not love others more. To love others as we do ourselves is all He asks of us isn't it?
Where do we get started thinking in this manor I wonder? We consider ourselves no names because we have not mastered things that others have mastered. Because we have not studied the same things as others have already studied. Because we have not done things that other people have done.
I am not against following ones dreams and doing what is in God’s plan. But I am against thinking you are all that just cause you have a title or Masters degree.
In Princess Diary when she finds out she is a princess her first reaction is?
“SHUT UP” She does not believe. Then she runs away!
Would we do the same? God knows our names because we are His. His as in all that that encompasses. We are King’s kids! We have a most wonderful title if we so chose to flaunt it. I don’t know about you but princess does not sound too bad to me.
But then we have to remember Jesus himself demanded no title. Not even Prince. People called him Jesus. Sure he made known to them who he was through scripture in a humble manner. But he never demanded anyone to bow down and seek him on graveling hands and knees. No Jesus was just fine with his Name. And thus so should we be!
My name is Tabitha Ruth. What is yours?
Monday, August 6, 2007
Sunday, August 5, 2007
I am just curious where the word blog came from. I at first thought it must have been from all those old pirate movies. You know when they say "blarrg." But then I remembered that what they said was "arrg."
Then I was thinking that the word must have originated from the phrase "BLa Bla Bla Bla." You know when you bla on someone it is to dump your thoughts good or bad out there for all to hear. Ok so you add a g to bla and you get... well you get blag with a short a sound, so that does not work.
Perhaps then it came from all those go happy star trek fans out there. You know the line. But for those who don't: "Captains Log stardate..." Now this new theory is more likely since everyone knows trekkies are also known for their techieness/internet/computer skills. It must have been that they just added a b to log and baddabing you have what we know today as blog.
Then again there is a song that Ren and Stimpy used to sing about a log and cartoon lovers could just as well of come up with the BLOG as anyone else.
(It's Log! It's Log! It's big, it's heavy, it's wood. It's Log! It's Log! It's better than bad it's Good!)
Lets see what wikipedia has to say:The modern blog evolved from the online diary, where people would keep a running account of their personal lives. Most such writers called themselves diarists ( sounds a little too much like potty talk to me) , journalists, or journalers. A few called themselves "escribitionists".
Wikipedia also had this to say: A blog : a portmanteau of web log
So there you have it folks, not to disappoint star trek fans everywhere, but actually the term "BLOG" came about simply by combining two words.
Web + Log - we = Blog