Worship Friday 5/6/11

I think one of the things Christians, especially new Christians struggle the most is condemnation. We live in the world of “forgive and not forget” and we have the tendency to look at God in the same light.

I have said many times that understanding God’s mercy was hard for me. How could he forgive the things I had done when his Word said that those things were against his will? Then I discovered Grace. That favor that God gives us that covers all our sins. That which brings to life the sacrifice of the cross.

Even after salvation we are not perfect, and there are times when we life in this fear of when will be the day when he will say enough, you’ve crossed the line of unforgiveness. But lucky for us that day will not arrive. As long as we repent we will be covered once again by the blood of the lamb, because Jesus died for ALL our sins. The ones we did and the ones to be done.

 1 Peter 1:18-20

For you know that it was not with perishable things such as silver or gold that you were redeemed from the empty way of life handed down to you from your ancestors, but with the precious blood of Christ, a lamb without blemish or defect.  He was chosen before the creation of the world, but was revealed in these last times for your sake.

Let’s Praise God for that!

National Day of Prayer

 

Dear Heavenly Father,

All your children unite today to praise you and worship you. We thank you for your love, your mercy and your forgiveness.  Father we are grateful for your everyday provision. For everyday you give us breath, health, a roof over our heads we are thankful.

Today we ask you to protect our nation. We are grateful for those who everyday give their lives to defend our country, defend our right to peace. We pray protection over them and over their families whose lives are just as sacrificial as those in the field.

Lord forgive us for the inactivity of your body. For our refusal to move out of our comfort zones into the fields that you have called us to work. We ask you to refresh and revive our spirits. Give us your heart so that we see the pain in our brothers the way that you see it. Give us your mind so that we can purify our thoughts and work according to your purpose. Give us your wisdom so that we can make the right decision in our lives.

We ask you to protect our leaders, government and religious. These are the people called and chosen to guide our nation. They are in need of wisdom, they are in need of a compassionate heart, they are in need of a strong sense of justice that only you can provide.

We ask you for those who are suffering. Allow us to recognize their pain and give us the steps to follow to heal their wounds.

We ask you for the lost souls, that we are able to exemplify a life in Christ that they desire. Open their hearts so that they receive the invitation of the Holy Spirit. Give us boldness to preach your Word and life by it.

In closing, continue to teach us how to live our lives closer to you. That our lives become truly “ more of you and less of us” and that when the day comes we are able to celebrate the final victory with you in heaven.

In Jesus name we pray,

Amen!

Worship Friday

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I love music. I think the best way that I can connect with God is through praise and worship. Usually Friday’s we tend to relax as the weekend is coming, what better way to relax that in the arms of our savior. I thought that if it’s ok with you I want to make Fridays, Worship Friday.  Enjoy some music and worship our Lord

To initiate our Worship Friday I chose the song “Cinderella” by Steven Curtis Chapman. I can’t listen to this song without crying. I lost my father when I was very young. Although the author wrote the song about taking for granted seeing his daughters grow up; for me it reminds me of not having my father in those occasions.

Growing up I went through the motions and it wasn’t until the day before my wedding that I remember being angry that my father was not going to be there. I had just picked up my dress from the shop and I was driving home. I started talking to him and acknowledging how much I missed him.

I took for granted that my Holy Father was always there. Accepting the image of God as a father was hard for me as I didn’t know what that looked like. But his love is so overwhelming that is hard to not rest on him and understand what a father’s love is all about.

Enjoy with me this video!

He’s alive!

easter-empty-tombIt is time to rejoice! There’s a party in heaven and in earth. The best party ever. They saw him bleeding, battered and bruised. Once he had exhaled and taken down from the cross his breathless body lied in the arms of his mother who cleaned his face with her tears. He was probably getting cold real quick as he had lost so much blood.

A friend of the family had a tomb that had not been used and gave it for them to put his body in there. Because it was the Sabbath and nobody was supposed to do anything, everyone left. The women came the next day to do the habitual embalming of that time and guess what? He was nowhere to be found.

Some thought that maybe someone had stole his body and they were starting to feel sadness, but then two angels told the women that he had risen as he had promised.  (Rephrasing from Luke 23 and 24)

If we think about the purpose for which we were created and how well we doslide-02 (not really) and that even then we obtain redemption because on a day like today he lives. 

If we think about other religions who worship someone who was a prophet, but there is an actual grave site where their body lies. Or those who believe that an unanimated object is their god. We have a living, breathing, Almighty, All Powerful GOD!!!!

In life, He won! In death, He won! The movie has a happy ending. Rejoice, he’s alive, he’s risen from the dead, he won it for us.!!

Happy Resurrection Sunday!!

Doing the right thing is not always fun

I recently encountered a situation were I was in a group and someone without provocation ( I promise) came and was very rude and disrespectful to me. My reaction:nothing! The people in the group where I was congratulated me for my reaction, stating that I had done the right thing, that the person’s attitude had been uncalled for and that I had taken the high road. So if I did the right thing, how did it not feel good? 

I said nothing, I did nothing. Inside there was a volcano of all the things I wanted to say and do, but nothing came out. There was a voice inside of me telling me how much of a wimp I was that I had not put this person in their place and tell them A, B, and C. How much I didn’t know how to react to situation like this. Sounds familiar? Yes, it’s called Satan! But at the time I was to angry to realize it.

I went home and I was pacing still reviewing scenarios in my head of what I should have said and done and all of the sudden I stopped. I remembered something I’ve told many people who can’t let go of a situation: Why are you carrying this person with you? Are you willing to have them move in with you?

Did you know that’s what happen when you hold on to a resentment? Yes, the person moves in with you and sleeps with you and eats with you and watches television right there by your side. I decided that I didn’t like this person enough to have them move in, plus I had made steak for dinner and it was very good and juicy and I only had one and didn’t want to share.

I moved on to why is this bothering me so much. I made reference to my own series in offenses. Why did this offended me and what was God trying to teach me?

The answer to the first one is pride. I was very uncomfortable by the fact that this was done in front of people and that I held restraint. Instead of being proud of myself for doing what I was supposed to do, my pride was hurt by the fact that I didn’t get even.

What was God trying to teach me through this situation? I meditated on this quite a bit. I think my lessons here were, definitely treat others as you like to be treated. I don’t think I’m rude to other people, but it always important to be watchful of how we do things. The other lesson is to keep your emotions in check and not allow them to lead you, which I didn’t and I did. The situation where we all were was a very tense one. This other person could have been reacting to the stress of our surroundings. In a way, I did the same thing by getting angry even though I didn’t show it.  Last but not least, that taking control of the flesh is not always fun, it’s painful but worth it.

Be blessed!

The Real Easter

Sunday night I watched for the second time “The Passion of Christ” I still can’t get over all the things Jesus went through for our salvation. Watching the movie I was looking at those mocking him and when he was almost without strength kept beating on him and I admit I thought He’s God, he has the choice to say “you know what I’m done with all of you” Get up, kill them all and go home; but he didn’t.

This year I think I’m even angry with the peeps. I think I read a tweet that said no chocolate bunny gave their life for you and I totally agree! Easter is the culmination of a whole process that God created to lead us to salvation. Jesus was born with a mission, to save humanity. Before Jesus came the way to atone (purge, clean) our sins was through sacrificing animals. Blood covenant is the highest one as blood is life. (Hebrews 9:11-15 MSG) But when the Messiah arrived, high priest of the superior things of this new covenant, he bypassed the old tent and its trappings in this created world and went straight into heaven’s “tent”—the true Holy Place—once and for all. He also bypassed the sacrifices consisting of goat and calf blood, instead using his own blood as the price to set us free once and for all. If that animal blood and the other rituals of purification were effective in cleaning up certain matters of our religion and behavior, think how much more the blood of Christ cleans up our whole lives, inside and out. Through the Spirit, Christ offered himself as an unblemished sacrifice, freeing us from all those dead-end efforts to make ourselves respectable, so that we can live all out for God.

While I’m watching the movie I get a message on my phone from my blogger friend Adrienne McLeod who had written a blog post about Jesus choice to give his life for us. You should read its titled: Palm Sunday, Holy Week and the Gift of New Life

We now enjoy the benefits of that sacrifice. I’m sure God doesn’t want us to live in condemnation, but I can’t stop to think how for granted we can take the depth of his sacrifice.

Blessings!

A Call to the Body

I had already decided to stop the Stewardship series during Passover because I think there were more urgent things to discuss. Last year I decided to bring light into what the commercialized holiday had become and how we were engaging in a celebration that we didn’t even understand. If you want to review that just read Eggs and Bunnies by the cross.

This year I wanted to do a deep play by play study of what Jesus did for us and that we so much take for granted. I sometimes forget that I don’t run this thing and that I’m just a vehicle, so needless to say things have changed.

This weekend I heard this words, “Why with so many Christians in the world the job is not done?”

I think that as the body of Christ we forget exactly that …that we are the body. We are the hands and the feet that Jesus left on earth to do His work. In a way it goes back to the stewardship of our bodies, time and resources. If we claim to be the body of Christ how can we continue to be silent to so many injustices?

I also heard something this weekend that brought light into the lie. We have believed the lie that “poor little me” can’t do anything. I know I have bought into that one plenty of times. Really? So you can’t be the instrument that Almighty God can use to do mighty things? We need to stop putting limits to our unlimited God.

He came to save us and left us a mission “Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit” Matthew 28:19

How are you doing that? I know I have some thinking to do. Meditate on this song as you do…

PS. Thanks Christine Caine for your awakening and encouraging words.

Be blessed.

Casting Crowns

Meme What???

Oh wow, my dear Sonia from Doing the Write Thing has considered me worthy of the Plastic Fantastic Memetastic Blog Award!!.  As excited as I am to receive my first blog award, I’m not sure what I’m being awarded for.

I’m not sure why is plastic? Maybe the actual original trophy was made out of plastic. I don’t know. Then it’s fantastic, well thank you if you think that I’m fantastic, not yet, but working on it…and it’s memetastic. Meme what? what does that even mean?

My friends Google, Oxford and Webster had nothing for me this time. Even the urban dictionary had no explanation for me and the few things I read were so complex that I’m not even going to try to confuse you on that one. I was pretty disappointed especially with Oxford. Now you accepted LOL and OMG as words in the dictionary, which are abbreviations, but you don’t have the definition of memetastic. Think about that Oxford for just a minute!

Back to the celebration:

However there are rules for those who receive this precious award. Here are the rules:

  • You must proudly display the award in a post.
  • You must list 5 things about yourself and 4 of the 5 must be lies.
    (your readers must guess which one is the truth)
  • And you must then pass this prestigious award on, to 5 deserving bloggers.

I was told that truly horrible things will happen to the blogger who fails to fulfill the requirements in a timely manner (possibly involving wire cutters, zombies and/or winged cats). I’m not a superstitious person, but why spoil the fun.

Five things about me (remember four lies and a truth) This was hard, I only make up stuff for my fiction writing. You would think that it was a walk in the park. Think again.

  • I write fan/fic especially about Pokémon’s in addition to my inspirational writing.
  • I have visited at least 20 states in the US.
  • I have a thing for reality shows. I can’t get enough of them. Jersey Shore, every single housewives series, basketball wives, etc.
  • I had written seven novels in long hand and I lost them during a move.
  • My favorite pet as a child was a cat named Mimi, she was the sweetest thing.

And now for the next five victims award winners:

Alrighty then. I’ve flaunted my greatness, told you sweet little lies, asked for forgiveness and passed on my memes (hopefully I get to keep my friends).

So, dearest readers, which tales are bold-faced (as opposed to shy-faced?) lies and which one is true? let’s see who get’s it right!

The shortest story

I’ve been reading a few blogs from other writers in the past couple of weeks and I’ve met a lot of interesting people. My fellow blogger Sonia posted this on her blog, about a story in 50 words.

Fifty words I said! It takes me more than that to say hello to somebody. Anyone who knows me has noticed that I’m a talker and my writing goes pretty much with who I am. However, I always like a challenge, so here’s my first attempt at a 50 words story. I admit that Sonia’s is a lot better, but here we go.

The morning from my dog’s point of view

She was curled up under the bed. Suddenly she heard it, that horrible sound from every morning. She jumped on the bed thinking, “If I could only find that thing!”

Her owner was still asleep.

“Please get up” She thought.

” The sooner you leave the house will be mine!”

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I thought this picture would compliment the story, LOL!!

Amazing Grace

I was listening to the lyrics of this song by John Newton and the reality is that there’s not much to be said, each word says it all. To those of us who have experienced the mercy of Christ sometimes it is hard to express the awe of gratitude we have towards our Lord.

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

T’was Grace that taught my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
‘Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
and Grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

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.

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

 

Watch this video that reminds us that “‘From the lips of children and infants you, Lord, have called forth your praise” Matthew 21:16