what a hurricane of a month... i haven't had time to look up.
my friend shawn is living out the resurrection and redemption of Christ in peru. i've linked to his blog where you can join him. amazing stories... amazing commitment. what would the world look like if everyone said "okay God, whatever you want me to do, wherever you want me to go--i'm there"?
go listen to the apprentice...
they played a ridiculously fun show friday, eric is absolutely insane and totally in love with Jesus...
"this is a song you can dance too... and all of you emo kids that are too insecure to have fun: the Lord loves you, and i do too... so you don't have to be insecure... if you're skinny, you can eat a burger... if you're fat, you can stop eating burgers and we can all give each other hugs and dance!"
if you live in indiana, check out his church. eric's the worship pastor, and from what i hear the teaching pastor is excellent...
so much to say so little time...
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
...feel i'm coming back to life
i hate to talk up pastors because i know they're just a conduit, and they're not looking for praise.
that said, the Ghost is flowing through francis chan...
i really needed to hear some fresh truth. it's difficult to keep oneself unstained from the world when you incessently breathe the pollution of American consumerism and church apathy. God reminded me of why i exist today, and i want to pour out my life as a drink-offering to Him and others whether anyone else follows or not.
alas, it would be grand to meet some fellow visionaries.
that said, the Ghost is flowing through francis chan...
i really needed to hear some fresh truth. it's difficult to keep oneself unstained from the world when you incessently breathe the pollution of American consumerism and church apathy. God reminded me of why i exist today, and i want to pour out my life as a drink-offering to Him and others whether anyone else follows or not.
alas, it would be grand to meet some fellow visionaries.
...sun
the sun rises and sets day after day, fulfilling its purpose without question, never trying to be the moon, never breaking, never rushing ahead...
i long to be that obedient to God.
i long to be that obedient to God.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
...weekend.
I drove up to Morgantown on Friday night. It was a pretty successful trip, no speeding tickets, rabid moose attacks, or anything of the sort.
Keith and Chad came over Saturday and taught me how to do manly, repairman things like hanging drywall, fixing front doors and turn on flashlights.
Keith wrote instructions of my flashlight with a sharpie.
Keith thinks he is very clever :P
He wants to teach me how to snowboard, but that would involve me skipping class, taking off work some friday, and leaving all sense of responsibility. I think we're going next weekend.
Laura is God's tangible Grace, it was refreshing to have a weekend to hang out (and eat the most amazing foods this side of heaven).
Shane preached a message about how multitudes of people in John 6 only sought the "presents" of Jesus, but his true followers sought the "presence" of Jesus. It hit me pretty heavily because (1) both points not only started with the same letter, but also sounded exactly the same--which is pretty rad, and (2) because of the profundity of the statement. Jesus fed a lot of people, and they started following him like your stalker ex-girlfriend, but they were only interested in fish pancakes. When Jesus started talking about the heavy truth of what following him looks like, they all walked away. Except the twelve he had chosen (just as the twelve baskets of bread were all that was left of the food, sneaky, sneaky).
I don't follow Jesus for fish. But i think in difficult times it is sometimes easy to distance ourselves from Jesus and accuse Him of sinning against us for not healing our sick friend, fixing their marriage, or giving us whatever else we feel that we need. We hold him at a distance instead of realizing he came to give us himself. His presence. A reconciled relationship with the Father.
I love that His disciples didn't understand everything either. Jesus just turns away 25,000 disciples (which is really bad pr, btw), then looks at his twelve and says "are you out, too? " They're response is essentially, "well, we don't really get your whole cannibal speech either, and yeah, we'd kinda like to leave, but we think you're God, so we're in."
they stand firm on their beliefs, even when their feelings and thoughts are all over the map[2].
"God i believe, help my unbelief"
Keith and Chad came over Saturday and taught me how to do manly, repairman things like hanging drywall, fixing front doors and turn on flashlights.
Keith wrote instructions of my flashlight with a sharpie.
Keith thinks he is very clever :P
He wants to teach me how to snowboard, but that would involve me skipping class, taking off work some friday, and leaving all sense of responsibility. I think we're going next weekend.
Laura is God's tangible Grace, it was refreshing to have a weekend to hang out (and eat the most amazing foods this side of heaven).
Shane preached a message about how multitudes of people in John 6 only sought the "presents" of Jesus, but his true followers sought the "presence" of Jesus. It hit me pretty heavily because (1) both points not only started with the same letter, but also sounded exactly the same--which is pretty rad, and (2) because of the profundity of the statement. Jesus fed a lot of people, and they started following him like your stalker ex-girlfriend, but they were only interested in fish pancakes. When Jesus started talking about the heavy truth of what following him looks like, they all walked away. Except the twelve he had chosen (just as the twelve baskets of bread were all that was left of the food, sneaky, sneaky).
I don't follow Jesus for fish. But i think in difficult times it is sometimes easy to distance ourselves from Jesus and accuse Him of sinning against us for not healing our sick friend, fixing their marriage, or giving us whatever else we feel that we need. We hold him at a distance instead of realizing he came to give us himself. His presence. A reconciled relationship with the Father.
I love that His disciples didn't understand everything either. Jesus just turns away 25,000 disciples (which is really bad pr, btw), then looks at his twelve and says "are you out, too? " They're response is essentially, "well, we don't really get your whole cannibal speech either, and yeah, we'd kinda like to leave, but we think you're God, so we're in."
they stand firm on their beliefs, even when their feelings and thoughts are all over the map[2].
"God i believe, help my unbelief"
Saturday, March 1, 2008
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