Monday, July 21, 2014

Seeing God in my children....

is the most amazing gift. Knowing that they love the Lord is everything.
Seeing my children worship - with total abandon compels me to be a more open and honest worshiper. I love to see my children with their arms raised high, or jumping up and down to the music that speaks to them.  When did we as adults become so solemn in our worship?
When did it become ok to yell and scream and jump up and down for a football game, or a secular concert - but not in the presence of the very One who gave His life for me?
 I believe that order is important, I have seen "church" services get out of control in a bad way. (I've been pentecostal for a long time.) So I am aware that everything can be done in the flesh.... but that isn't what I'm talking about.
As a worshiper, standing on stage Sunday after Sunday - it sometimes saddens me to see the lack of interest in worship. Are we at church for the coffee and friends, or dare we come with hearts ready and eager to meet Jesus face to face? Is it something we do because it is expected, or do we realize that the God who created the universe, spoke the stars into the sky, created our very being and breathed His breath into us, is the same God whose presence we are privileged to experience on Sunday!
I want to be totally unashamed and awesomely free to worship my Jesus! I want Him to know that there is nothing in this world that can elicit more excitement or raw emotion out of me than Him.
I want to worship here, as close to how I will worship Him around His throne one day!!! I do not want to save or waste any of my praise!

Sunday, July 13, 2014

In the stillness...

and quietness of the evening, I sit and read my Bible.  I am always reminded, that in the hardest of times, and the worst of situations, God is always with me.  He is my Rock, my Fortress, my Strong Tower.  There is nothing that stops His hand of protection, His arms of mercy, His perfect love for me.

When everything in my mortal man is screaming, "I'm done! I have had enough.  I can not do this any longer, I do not have any strength left.", I remember that it is He who has carried me through and He who always will.

He is my Lighthouse in every storm, not only can I keep my eyes on Him, His light seeks me out in the darkness!