If I brought a caterpillar to a biologist and asked him to analyze and describe its DNA he’d say, “John, I know it looks like a caterpillar to you but scientifically in every testable DNA result this is fully and completely a butterfly.” Wow. God has wired into a creature looking nothing like a butterfly a completely perfect butterfly identity. And because the caterpillar is a butterfly in essence it will one day display the behaviors and attitudes and attributes of a butterfly. The caterpillar matures into what is already true about it. In the meantime berating the caterpillar for not being more like a butterfly will probably just hurt its little ears.
And so it is with us.
God has given us the DNA of godliness – we’re saints, we’re righteous and nothing we do will make us more godly than we already are. God knows our DNA, He knows we’re “Christ in me” and now He’s asking us to join Him in what He already knows is true.John Lynch - “TrueFaced Experience” DVD
"In this keeping of His Word, we soon find that it is more than ideas found in teachings, sermons or study. It is about ideas and truths we know of God entering into the hidden recesses of the inner man.
They begin as words and end as burning realities. They start as concepts but become experiences in God.
They begin as words, for syllables and concepts are the package surrounding very real realities. Yet when these fiery realities wrapped in words are accepted into the chamber of our beings, they find their rightful vessel, and in time, the titles that once held them are cast aside and no longer needed. The living substance now abides within the human heart. The reality of “God is love” is eternal, yet the words and syllables come as a temporary service to tote the reality around until it finds its home within the secret place of the human heart.”
- Deep Unto Deep by Dana Candler
To pray always - this is the real purpose of the desert life. Solitude and silence can never be separated from the call to unceasing prayer. If solitude were primarily an escape from a busy job, and silence primarily an escape from a noisy milieu, they could easily become very self-centered forms of asceticism. But solitude and silence are for prayer. The Desert Fathers did not think of solitude as being alone, but as being alone with God. They did not think of silence as not speaking, but as listening to God. Solitude and silence are the context within which prayer is practiced.The Way of the Heart by Henri Nouwen
So good, I love this picture of trust.
Real-life couple Alya Titarenko and Gael Ouisse explore the concept of trust in a physical way. They demonstrate how trust is something earned and built upon. It can be challenging, but it is entirely worth it.
“We talk about trust as something you build—as if it’s a structure or a thing—but in that building there seems to be something about letting go. What it affords us is a luxury that allows us to stop thinking, to stop worrying that someone won’t catch us if we fall…”
Your love is like a sunrise
Shattering the dark of night
Your presence is a paradise
To our hearts
You’re filling all the world with light
You’re making every wrong thing right
You’re waking up the dead to life
In Your love
God You’re always breaking through the dark
Breaking into lives and healing hearts
Your love has torn the veil
Your love can never fail
Your love is making all things new
My Lord, God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following Your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please You does in fact please you. And I hope that I have that desire in all that I am doing. And I know that if I do this, You will lead me by the right road though I may know nothing about it. Therefore will I trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death, I will not fear, for You are ever with me and You will never leave me to face my perils alone.Thomas Merton
If you are without your mother today, or if that relationship is broken, we know this is no easy day. Please know you’re not alone.
'And the people shall go out and gather the portion of a day in his day.'-Ex.16:4
Most sweet is the encouragement to be derived from this truth in the life of grace. Many a soul is disquieted with the thought as to how it will be able to gather and to keep the manna needed for all its years of travel through such a barren wilderness. It has never learnt what unspeakable comfort there is in the word: The day’s portion for its day. That word takes away all care for the morrow most completely. Only today is yours; tomorrow is the Father’s.from Abide in Christ by Andrew Murray
Think no longer that the duties and the cares, the sorrows and the sins, of this life must succeed in hindering the abiding life of fellowship. Rather take the language of faith for the rule of your daily experience: I am persuaded that neither death with its fears, nor life with its cares, nor things present with their pressing claims, nor things to come with their dark shadows, nor height of joy, nor depth of sorrow, nor any other creature, will be able, for one single moment, to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus or Lord, and in which He is teaching me to abide (Rom. 8:38-39, paraphrased).from Abide in Christ by Andrew Murrey
The heart of our Campfire album was to paint an alternative picture of what church can be. We LOVE the church.(If you don’t love the church, you have no business leading Her in worship). We love the streams of the modern church that pursue excellence and bring an offering that seeks to reflect the grandeur of the God we worship. We serve often in this setting, because it is a valid and honourable way to approach Jesus.
But the beauty of church is that it champions unity while adamantly rejecting uniformity. While the “megachurch” models itself on the picture of God in His might, glory and holiness, the campfire model tries to reflect God in His incarnate form: something human, touchable, and humbly beautiful.
All this is to say that we don’t seek to re-imagine church community and worship because others are wrong, but rather because there is a variety of ways to be right. There are many angles from which to view the glory of our God.
Sometimes it’s all about the way you look at things…
Sometimes all you need is a new perspective, and as cheesy as it is, there really is a difference between seeing a glass half full and seeing it as half empty.
A year ago tomorrow my Mom passed away and to be honest I’m not sure how I feel.
Part of me has just wanted to cry all week as I realize how long it has been that she’s been gone.
But part of me has honestly been super joyful this week, for no earthly explanable reason except that I’ve been continually reminded by God that He is so good and that He loves me.
Maybe instead of looking at tomorrow as one year since Mom passed away, there is another way to look at it.
My Dad posted today on my Mom’s old blog that tomorrow is her one year anniversary of passing into heaven. My mentor, Sue, who is also one of my favorite adults and someone I’ve known since before I can remember said today that tomorrow marks Mom’s one year in heaven. When I read those phrases, it made me incredibly happy, for rather then thinking “My mom hasn’t been here for a whole year. I haven’t seen or talked to her in a whole year, and it’ll only continue to get longer.” I thought “My Mom has experienced heaven for a WHOLE YEAR!”
It’s like when you’re young and it’s your birthday and you’re so excited that you’re a whole year older.
Tomorrow it’ll be her one year birthday of being in a new place. :)
And just think.
For every year she is there, it’s never a countdown to when she will one day leave.
Every year it doesn’t get any closer to an end.
For eternity is never ending.
In the Presence of God.
When we’ve been here ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’ve first begun.
Oh, that God would raise up missionaries. I don’t wish the same things your parents want for you. They want for you security and insurance and nice homes. They want for you cars and respect. I want for you the same thing I want for my son. That one day he takes a banner — the banner of Jesus Christ. And he places it on a hill where no one has ever placed the banner before. And he cries out, ‘Jesus Christ is Lord!’ Even if it costs my son his life.”