Condemning Words

So it's 3 am and I am in the glider rocking our 8 month old daughter who is not wanting to be put down tonight. I haven't blogged in a while and after a really good discussion in our journey group I feel it is about time for some more of my thoughts.

We talked about words this week, and the power they can have. Ephesians 4:29 gives us clear direction for what our mouths are to be used for. Building each other up. I am not sure about you all but at the end of my days the # of conversations that built either me or someone else up are the minority. Let me put this plug in right now, conversation that is building someone up is not always a happy conversation. Sometimes, the most important thing we need to hear is far removed from what we want to hear.

Now to the meat of my thoughts. We got to talking about how easy it is to pick people apart, for whatever reason. Maybe your sitting at dinner with friends and a less fortunate person comes in; how easy is it to say "don't know what he's doing here?", or maybe your in class and that non traditional student asks the 400th question the have had today. Whatever the situation, we all tend to pick people apart.

Now let's talk about John 8. Jesus was talking with the group gathered around him and the pharisee's brought a woman in who was caught in the act of adultery. Basically, look at her; what do you have to say about her? Here you are talking about us, but what about her? We all know the story, Jesus says he who is without sin cast the first stone.

Now, Jesus also says if you lust after another in your heart you have already committed adultery. When we pick people apart whether out loud or in our heads we are simply putting them in front of Jesus and saying, "look this person does this, or doesn't do this" or whatever it maybe. We are basically putting them in front of Jesus saying "Condemn Them!". It is so easy to take the people we should be loving and putting the on front of our savior.

One other thought, it's easy to say well, I didn't say anything I just laughed. But that is one in the same. In Joshua 7 we see that Achan was the one who took from God, yet his whole family was stoned. Knowing and letting it happen are just as bad as doing it.

I write all that to challenge mainly myself, but anyone else who happens to read this, to be extremely aware of their words and thoughts. Being a parent I struggle with the weight that me and my wife will likely be the first Jesus either of our girls see. Same goes for the person we run into at the gas station. We may be the only Jesus they see.


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Twaz the Night Before Christmas

Twaz the night before Christmas

And all through the town

No present was unwrapped

No peace to be found

The stress of the season

Taking over our life

The people of the world

Focus on Santa and his wife

The children of the world

Asleep in their bed

Dreaming of presents

No thought of blood shed

For unto us a child is born

Every one hears

But most people picture Jesus

As a baby in tears

God came to the earth

As Jesus our Lord

He paid the price for us all

By being nailed to that board

Though we all deserve death

By Grace through Faith in Christ

We are given new Breath

So during this Christmas Season

Forget Santa and his elves

Accept Christ in your Heart

And See for yourselves

Take up your cross

Currently I am in the back seat of a vehicle coming back from St. Louis after watching a great cardinals win with some fairly new friends of mine. The two gents in the front are members of our Journey group (I've know them for 3 weeks) and my friend in the back is one of their friends whom I just met today. As I was sitting here pondering the day I am convicted of what I (we) will do to fulfill our desires and yet we tend to look at ministry as something else we HAVE to do.

We left at 630 this morning and will probably get home around 10 tonight. Add in the cost of the ticket, food, gas, and parking this trip required a lot of my resources. As a society we are so focused on what we want. And mainly to do with time. We consider every second of the day to be ours.

Jesus tells his disciples in Matthew 16:24 in order to follow Him we must deny ourselves and take up our cross daily (this is my paraphrase). In order to begin to follow Jesus with our lives (which is the only way to find true joy), we first must deny ourselves. This means realizing that the time we have on this earth is not ours, but belongs to our creator. Once we realize this the process of denying ourselves begins.

When Jesus says take up our cross I think it means we must be ready to sacrifice for His kingdom. Whatever that means, whether it's time or money or comforts we HAVE to be prepared to sacrifice these things for Jesus. That is the only thing we have to do.

How many things do we devote our time, money, and energy to which has absolutely no positive affect on the Kingdom of God. However, when it comes time for ministry (which should be all the time) we tend to put it in the something else to do category.

Now, I am not saying that we should never do anything the world considers fun and fulfilling. I am simply saying we should always remember that the time we have is the Lords. Whatever we do we are called to do it heartily for the Lord. Even watching the cardinals with some friends from church. Ministry is based on relationships and God smiles when we build those relationships in His name.

Father Child Love

So tonight my wife and I decided to take our soon to be 3 year old to the Rodeo. This was going to be an experience as the show did not even start until 8pm. After a good 90 minutes she was ready to go home, and later told my father in law that they were mean to the little cows and that made her mad. So after picking up her baby sister she fell asleep in the car on the way home.

While Liz was feeding Elise I rocked Grace as I had done so many times before when she was a baby. God always uses her to speak to me. As I sat there rocking my 3 year old, who would not have budged if a canon would have went off, it dawned on me. I am this precious little girls daddy and she feels perfectly safe in my arms. We have the same security as a child of God.

However I think there is one area we really struggle with; returning that love and affection back to our heavenly father. How do I know my daughter loves me? Besides her security in me she shows me. Whether running up and squeezing my neck when I walk through the door, or giving me a kiss and telling me she loves me at bedtime. Regardless of what she does she does it because of the emotion she feels, and no other reason. It surely is not because she feels obligated to. That is another way of thinking of child like faith.

If we are children of God we should have unbelievable joy in our hearts for what Christ did for us. Our life should be all about praising him and showing Him that we love Him, with every second of our life.

Awesome Weekend

As I sit here on this Saturday morning after Good Friday I am the only one awake. The only noise I can hear is the fan and the noise maker we have in Grace's bedroom along with the occasional music from the wind-chimes. I was thinking last night and now this morning about the significance of this weekend. For me I want to make sure to not simply chalk this weekend up to another holiday. There is just so much more to this weekend than hunting Easter eggs and family meals.
The significance of this weekend is not just for people who call themselves Christians. Whether you are an atheist, agnostic, or someone searching for the truth of this world what happened on this weekend a long time ago directly affects you. Because one day, when the risen Jesus returns "every knee shall bow, and every tongue confess.".
Good Friday is the quintessential understatement. The fact of the matter is that before Jesus' death on the cross we were all destined to spend an eternity in a place called Hell, forever separated from our creator. When Jesus said "it is finished" and rose again on the 3rd day he bridged the gap between a fallen sinful world and it's creator. To me that is a lot better than good. To think of the pain and suffering that Jesus went through so that all who would surrender to Him would have everlasting life is a representation of what true love really is. It is more than my brain can handle.
Now as I sit here on the Saturday morning after Good Friday I am trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Jesus was laying in a tomb for my sins. We are all dead in our sin, but Jesus was perfect, completely without sin. Yet because of God's love for us he became the ultimate sacrifice for you and me. The beautiful thing about this whole weekend is that He rose again, proving he was one with God and through Him alone we have eternal life. Praise Jesus on this Awesome weekend!

Childlike Faith Part Deux

Once again as I sit here watching my little girl playing in the bathtub The Lord spoke to me about what childlike faith truly is.

Since she was born and for a while to come she only takes a bath when we give her one. She has no notion of being dirty. All she knows is that every night we get in the tub, I wash her up and then she gets to play. She doesn't even know she needs to take a bath.

This is such a sweet picture of our relationship with Jesus. Before we are born again through surrendering to Christ, we have no idea how dirty we really are. When we surrender we do not fully understand faith, all we know is we need to bathe ourselves in Jesus.

It is with this same faith we should approach our daily relationship with Christ. We may not understand why certain things are happening in our lives, but no matter what we should always bathe ourselves in Jesus. I am just thankful we have a savior that allows us to bathe ourselves in Him every minute of every day.

Childlike Faith

As I was sitting here watching my little girl play in the bathtub with her gucks, kipper, and a plastic egg it puts childlike faith into a new perspective. By the way, gucks are rubber ducks and kipper is actually Flounder from The Little Mermaid.
What was so clear to me was that as she focused so intently on setting each duck perfectly straight on the edge of the tub with kipper in the middle and each one wearing a half egg hat it dawned on me that Jesus wants the same level of devotion. No matter what I tried to do to get her attention her gaze never left those toys. No matter what life throws at us to try and distract us we should always keep our gaze upon Jesus. His Glory will cause us to put everything into focus.