Monday, April 21, 2008

Sermon April 20th The son is a rock star

Jack's son took the podium and spoke from Paul's letters. Dad's no rock star yet people revel in his presence and are more aware of their frailty. How I see it is the attempt to shape up in his presence brings little to the soul and much to eye of the beholder. Isn't this how we desire for all to see us, without flaws or faults. It brings little peace and holding onto great despair. I want sometimes to loving embrace my fellow man and shout, stop it stop it. You poor prideful thing. Let it go. Let God. Jack's son quoted my own heartfelt sentiments, yet many are afraid to trust the very word of God. Fearful their creator will someway let them stray, let them down, reveal their faults without justice and without it being all for the glory of God. Psalms 94 14,16,21-22 He will not abandon his special possession....Who will protect me from the wicked. They gang up against the righteous...but the Lord is my fortress; My God is is the mighty rock. Psalm 95 Come let us sing to the Lord! Let us shout joyfully to the Rock of our salvation.

Man distinctively listens to the god they have created called themselves. We are consumed with self help literature and fixing others from man's perspective, yet is there not a calling of encouraging our hurting Christian sisters and brothers with a biblical life. Is the very word of God an offering or given little effort in the application and refuge in the daily walk with Christ for us to offer. There is a silence with the Creator, a deeper prayer that does not ask for anything except simply refuge. He commands this of us and our heart's remain disobedient. There is much healing and repair of Our Lord to perform for the heart to be crumbled and a new creation to be made that can be focused on the cross.

Is God waiting on us to do his work in their lives? He patiently waits, according to scripture, because of His great love for us. We remain an unfocused world to recap on Paul's letter. We deny the very pains of our heart, family, friends, our town, city, state, nation. We are forcing our focus to be anything in the world of today. We need to ponder the most poignant question as Paul encourages and glorifies the focus ..... Is it focused on the cross?

I am blessed for understanding and receiving God's great peace and the everlasting Mercy of my Heavenly Father for coming to the cross and laying it down.

Join me.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Small Group April 19th Communication Marriage

The RUN Down........It was an "engaging" session 2. Making your relationship a priority. This is from Homebuilders Couple Series Improving Communication in Your Marriage By Dr. Gary & Barbara Rosberg, from FamilyLife.



Prior to the session, the focus is to participate in a Homebuilders project with your mate. This was casually referred to as the date. There was time late one night to engage this project. We knew given the totality of our marriage, taking time to understanding barriers to communication was what Christ was longing for in us.

With each attempt to discuss one's feelings there is always the true barrier of all man's practical and genuine need to be accepted. If by years of decay and self induced endulgement one decides to listen does it finally come from the good-will heart. Can we remove the stones of the gritted sand onto the oysters home that has embedded itself to consume the very heart that has done all it can to devour it. Are we actually capable of overcoming barrier not just identifying them. Oh yes I understand them, I have lived with them for years, screaming my way through them to get anyone to hear me. All the while feeling lost and lonely after the battle. I can only speak on behalf of my own barriers and wait patiently on the non treading waters of the soul I desperately long to connect to prior to the years passing by and departing this world without the friend. Screaming has stopped and I have found refuge in the arms of the Saviour. He and I are in bow of the ship...together. He waits with me while the Father does the work, hearing my prayers.

We have all but loss the truest form of communication, love. Hope lives. It is only found now in the midst and few have been relentless in the search not settling for any thing less. If they did this world would consume them and all would be loss and the Glory of God would be also.

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