Monday, December 19, 2011
Mary's Mother
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Just a thought.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Has Darkness Entered Your Bulb?
You will always see light when it shines in darkness, but you’ll never find darkness in the light. “And God said, Let there be light: and there was light. And God saw the light, that it was good: and God divided the light from the darkness.” (Genesis 1:3-4) There has distinctively been a line drawn by the word of God that separates light from darkness. In 2 Corinthians 4:6, Paul says that God commanded the light to shine out darkness. By the commandment of God, the good light shines out darkness.
As we sneak so quietly into the kitchen and crack open the door to the fridge for a midnight snack a little trigger in the fridge door has been set off and now light breaks through the opening of the door. At this same instant darkness in the room retreats to hide behind an object to be nothing more then a faint shadow. A line has been crossed and we are now in light. No longer are we silently, yet over dramatically, gasping for air while in shock as at least one of our ten toes makes contact with an unidentified object waiting in dark.
Light is intentional, we turn it on to be able to see where we are going, what is coming, or what is our surroundings. First we must find the power source in order to have light. “God is light and in him is no darkness at all.” (1 John 1: 5) In John 8:12 Jesus is speaking and says, “…I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.” So God is the power source of the light. When I received the gift of the Holy Ghost the light of God entered into my life, lighting my path. No longer must I walk in darkness not being able to see my next step. I now carry a torch that bears the name of God. Matthew 5:14 says, “Ye are the light of the world.” Verse 16 goes on to say, “Let your light so shine before men…” So as Jesus is the source of which we receive power I’m the bulb that his light shines through. The light of God just doesn’t turn off as if there has been a power outage due to weather conditions. The only way that this light can be turned off is by cutting out the power source.
We are to be a light to the lost, a reflection of the light of God in a dark world. But just as we purposely turn on light, we can also cut off the source that is feeding power to the light bulb. “If we say that we have fellowship with him, and walk in darkness, we lie, and do not the truth.” (1 John1:6) What is truth? Preaching Jesus name baptism and being filled with the Holy Ghost. Why is light throughout this world cutting off the source of power and falling to the dimming light of the emerging church? Jesus said, “Be holy for I am holy”. What is holy in Hollywood, revealing clothing, boys looking like girls, girls looking like boys, or being so relevant that you can’t tell the difference between a first time visitor and the rest of your church? These are the questions that I began to ask myself a few years ago and I knew I was getting caught up in something that could not stand the test of time.
I thank God that I have found a path of transcendent light shining from the house of God that led me from the dim light of the emerging church. 1 Peter 2:9 says that we were called out of darkness and into his “marvelous light”! 2 Cor. 4:6, His light shines out darkness. But what about being relevant to the world? Paul wrote in Romans 12:2, “And not be conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God”. I want God’s perfect will in my life! The Word of God is clear that we are to “be not conformed to this world”! We are a chosen people that are separated from this world!
In conclusion, light can always be turned on in a dark room but darkness can not be turned on to over power light unless the power source has been cut off from the light.
Luke 11:34-35, “The light of the body is the eye: therefore when thine eye is single, thy whole body is full of light; but when thine eye is evil, thy body is also full of darkness. Take heed therefore that the light which is in thee be not darkness.”
Friday, November 11, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
For God So Loved...
6)For when we were yet without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly.
7)For scarcely for a righteous man will one die: yet peradventure for a good man some would even dare to die.
8)But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
AMERICA UNDER ATTACK....
Friday, September 16, 2011
Lets Leave the Tools in the Artist's Hands
I started working on a small sculpture the other day. I was working with a small tan/brown soapstone from Brazil. It had come with a small stone carving set which I had purchased to get use to using the tools and to learn different techniques. After using a small file on the stone I realized that I was so excited to start that I never really gave it much thought of what this stone would become. It was at that moment that I had remembered a quote that my art history teacher told our class a few years back.
"Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it."
-Michelangelo
I was just cutting in and carving this stone without giving any thought of what I was trying to discover. I began to analyze the stone from every angle. I couldn't come to a conclusion so I put it down for a day or so. After some time had passed I picked it back up to see what I could possibly find in the stone. Nothing. I was at a loss again. However, this time I picked up the file again and began to brush it over the smooth surface of the stone. I was moving slow and began to analyze the stone as little stone flakes fell to the table. As I was analyzing the stone I once again remembered another quote from Michelangelo, "I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free." All of a sudden it registered with me that Michelangelo discovered the statue in the stone before ever carving it. I was trying to carve it before discovering it. I checked out the stone again and it was almost immediately that I realized what it was that I was suppose to "set free".
The purpose of this post is not the sculpture that I am currently working on, though you can count on me posting a picture of it when completed. Rather, It is about the quotes and the lesson that I learned. Michelangelo was saying that every piece of stone had an object or purpose in it. He understood that his job was to find what it was to be and to set it free to fulfill its purpose.
I've seen many sculptures of the famous biblical hero David. And each one was crafted different by each different artist. Donatello's rendition of David, which is one of my favorites, is of a young David with sword in hand as he stands victorious with his left foot on top of the severed head of Goliath.
These famous figures never carved themselves out to freedom; it was always a job left up to the sculpting masters. Now, obviously a stone figure can't just come to life and make that decision. It was just a thought that made me realize that in my own life I have picked up the tools to try to carve out what I felt was supposed to be apart of me and who I was to become. Often times, when holding the tools in my hands, I wouldn't even consult with the artist that had been patently working on me for years. I know that I am not the only one who has tried to take control into their own hands. Many people try to take control when they feel that life is hard and they are spinning out of control. So, here we are taking things into our own hands and trying to carve out what we think to be best for us. Meanwhile, before we were ever created, God, who is our master artist, has always known what we are to become and has been working on us; cutting off what isn't needed. Do you remember the old children's song "He's got the whole world in His hands"? That is for real. God has us in His hands and He is working on us. He knows what we are to become and how to get us there. You see, we are the ones that are trying to discover while He is the one that has already uncovered. He knows what piece is needed and what is not. We just need to learn how to keep the tools in His hands.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
"O're the land of the free and the home of the brave"
This image displays hope. Hope of a nation torn apart by the senseless acts of terror. Through the destruction the symbol of our freedom remains constant. I can only imagine now why Francis Scott Key pinned the poem which later become our national anthem;
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O! say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
’Tis the star-spangled banner, O! long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion,
A home and a country, should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave,
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
O! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war’s desolation.
Blest with vict’ry and peace, may the Heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust;"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
If a foe from within strikes a blow at her glory,
Down, down with the traitor that tries to defile
The flag of the stars, and the page of her story!
By the millions unchained,
Who their birthright have gained
We will keep her bright blazon forever unstained;
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave,
While the land of the free is the home of the brave.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Give Me Plenty of Rope or Give Me Death
The year was 1775 and the british colonies were growing tired of Great Britain's taxes and having to answer to a king who ruled from a throne which stood a whole ocean away. As the king’s soldiers were filling the streets of the colonies the people began an uprise and demanded freedom. This, as we all know, led us to war with what was at that time the greatest empire of the world, Great Britain.
Freedom has been the heart beat of America and all that call this land home since our founding fathers began to build this great nation. Patrick Henry made a speech to the Virginia Convention on March 23, 1775, in which he has been credited with convincing the Virginia House of Burgesses to send in volunteer troops from Virginia to fight in the Revolutionary War. Patrick Henry is remembered for the closing words of his speech, “I know not what course others may take; but as for me, GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH!” His speech ignited a flame among those that attended the gathering. It was reported that after hearing his speech many who were present started shouting, “give us liberty or give us death!”
People were seeking their own personal freedom and leaving everything behind to make the journey to what would be known as “the land of the free” for years before the American Revolution even started. Many risked death just to taste the chase of freedom. Today we live our lives and raise our families in a land that was purchased with the blood of young and old men who dead for a belief that they, their children, and future generations had the right to live free.
I am proud to be a citizen of a free America, however, our country has been standing for freedom for 235 years and yet as our nation grows older it struggles more and more against the darkness of sin which shackles so many people to its ungodly way of life. We, as christians, have the chance to stand in as a beacon of hope for freedom that our nation’s forefather’s fought for. A freedom that is only found in the one and only living God, Jesus Christ.
If you look up the word “freedom” you will come across an interesting definition for the word. It caught my attention instantly as I read the words, “plenty of rope.” This struck my feelings of freedom deep and even changed the way that I view freedom today. The cord which was struck deepest was the first lesson of freedom that had ever been taught to me. I was raised in a home that believed and leaned on God through many trials. As a young, Pentecostal boy I learned that God created man and gave him the freedom of choice. This lesson of freedom being the first taught to me in my life made it the first thought to come to mind when reading “plenty of rope.” God gave Adam and Eve the world. They had everything, including complete freedom which was given by God, even as much as the freedom of choice. God gave them the whole garden. They had plenty of rope to walk, run, live, eat, and to do what they pleased. They had so much freedom that in Genesis 1:28 God actually gave them dominion over the land and animals. We read in Genesis 2:19 that God allows Adam to name the animals. At this point man is free, he has plenty of rope. And the rope, which is his freedom, is held in the hands of God. There was only one stipulation for this freedom given by God. Obedience.
“And the Lord God commanded the man, saying, Of every tree of the garden thou mayest freely eat: But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, thou shalt not eat of it: for in the day that thou eatest thereof thou shalt surely die.” Genesis 2:16-17
While in high school my mom brought home a surprise for the family. I still remember arriving home from work and walking into the living room and seeing this little puppy, which I thought at first to be a rat, running across the room from the chair to the couch. My mom and all my siblings where huddled around the room surrounding it. I believe it was my youngest sister Madison that gave the puppy her name, Cece. As she got older it became apparent that Cece loved being outside. We would put her on a leash that was very long and it wrapped around a tree in the middle of the yard. She could go anywhere in the yard that she wanted and not feel a tug around her neck except for when she would get close to the side walk and street. It was to keep her safe. We gave her “plenty of leash” to roam around the yard, dig holes, and even chase stuff. Yet, most of the time she would walk at the very edge where the leash would begin to tug on her neck, restraining her from going into areas that we deemed unsafe. Sometimes she would even try to get a running head start and lung at the very last second to try to break away from her leash. Cece may have felt restrained, restricted, possibly even trapped. My family and I put her on the leash many times. We weren’t trying to keep her from experiencing life. We knew what was beyond the leash. But all that the little puppy could see was a leash restricting her at the neck and anchored to the tree. I can almost see Adam and Eve feeling something like that. They had complete freedom. Plenty of space to roam around, lay in the sun to soak up the rays, and to do whatever they pleased, however, at some point it wasn’t enough. They wanted more. They wanted the rope, which seemed to have plenty of length before, to not be anchored down anymore. They were tired of the tug and finally, as a last ditch effort, they ran and lunged forward breaking away from the rope as they bite into the fruit of the forbidden tree. All of a sudden, the freedom they thought they were missing out on caused them to become scared and afraid.
My friend Kevin bought a home a few years back. Shortly after moving in he bought a small little puppy. One day Kevin’s little puppy broke away from his rope that seemed to be plenty at one time. Kevin couldn’t find him for hours. If I remember correctly, Kevin was out looking for the dog and remembered how much it had enjoyed playing in the lake across the street from the house. Kevin had taken him there a few days prior on a walk. As Kevin got closer to the lake his puppy was nowhere to be found. Finally reaching the water’s edge he looked out and could see his puppy in the water. Not swimming and playing as it had before, but floating lifelessly in the small current. The puppy didn’t know that the leash he had been wearing days prior was connected to Kevin and that each time he felt a tug it was Kevin keeping him from areas where the water was not safe. The puppy just wanted to not feel the tug and to be free.
Adam and Eve had a relationship with God. They walked through the garden with Him and spent time with Him. How many times did they pass that tree of the knowledge of good and evil, and how many times did they feel a tug from God saying, hold on there Adam, wait a second Eve...remember, we don’t go there, we don't do that. Then one day, they go out on their own, and the “plenty of rope” was torn from its anchor.
I’ve seen run away dogs in the city. They run around scared of their unfamiliar surroundings as they are frantically looking for their owners. With the looks on their faces and fear in their eyes you can almost hear them crying out, “MASTER! MASTER! WHERE ARE YOU? SAVE ME! I WANT TO GO HOME!” You and I have seen the desperation of their owners as they hang signs around the city stating “MISSING” and a picture of the lost dog below. I wonder if the lost pet loses hope in finding his master after being disconnected for so long.
As I have stated before, I am proud to be an American. I live in a country that people from all around the world still dream of traveling to and seek freedom from their current circumstances in life. But what these freedom seekers don’t realize is that the very same “land of the free” which they are chasing after is trying to cut the rope of freedom that was anchored down generations ago by our nation’s founding father’s. In God was their trust, and God was set as our nation’s anchor. Today, God is not trusted in the lives of many Americans. Webster’s “plenty of rope” definition may not come out and say that the rope has an anchor. However, to me it is implied by the word plenty. There is more then enough, yet it does have a limit. The men who built the foundations of America and those that signed the Declaration of Independence knew that freedom came with a cost and with limits. They understood that laws given by God would keep this country from repeating the torment of Great Britain. Today our country is trying to strip God away from our foundations and even our laws. It even seems that with each passing year our country is trying to cut God and our freedom of religion away from us. How long can our nation stand free without the rope that holds to an anchor? As Christians, we have a relationship with God and he is our anchor through life’s storms, holding us in place. That relationship that we have does have its limits and will only allow us to go so far. This freedom cutting isn’t just happing to our nation. Whether we realize it or not, the rope of freedom is being cut worldwide as even religion raises it’s sharp blade to the strained and highly tensioned rope. Every generation picks and chooses which strings that make the rope are important to keep or not. At times it seems that they are carelessly cutting away with no implication of what may come. Eventually we will come down to just one strand that is being pulled so tight that no one may even need to cut it because it will just snap and break under pressure destroying all that lay in its path. Just as Adam and Eve’s freedom came with limitations so does ours. As the children of God we have been called out to be separate from this world and to live a life that does not take part in the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eye, and the pride of life.
“As obedient children, not fashioning yourselves according to the former lusts in your ignorance: but as he which hath called you is holy, so be ye holy in all manner of conversation; because it is written, Be ye holy; for I am holy.” -1 Peter 1:14-16
Sadly, it is true that many religious groups are cutting more strands of the freedom rope then that of the rope which weighs them down to the anchor of sin. When a person falls overboard wouldn’t they want a life preserver thrown to them that is tied to the ship, or at least in the hands of one who is on the ship? Are we looking to be a church, a nation, that would rather be a floating lifesaver who’s rope has been disconnect from its ship and those that seek us for salvation find that we too are disconnected? God came in the flesh and died on a cross to mend a disconnected relationship with his creation. In the shedding of his blood we have found an eternal freedom. But, we can lose out on this freedom if we cut ourselves from the holy life style which is today’s stipulation for freedom in God. As a free nation under God we can not conform to what we may think this world may expect of us. The same must be said for Christians. We cannot conform to the lifestyles that our nation may want and still remain as the children of God. We are separate because that is the amount of rope that our anchor allows. Anymore would be too much and we would have no need to be called out of sin because we would be able to walk right back into it without any tug or restraint from a rope and anchor. Once we realize that the rope is our freedom then maybe we can start to enjoy the area of safety which it provides.
I know not what course my nation may take, but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Standing on the Promises
Just recently, this very thing happened in my life. We moved to Oregon in February of this year after living in Washington for seven months (that is another story for another day). After arriving, we feverishly searched for a house. Finally, we found one in the “perfect” location, situated right behind my kids’ schools. Everything seemed to be going smoothly until the day before we were to move in. I called and the woman (homeowner) changed her mind! What??? Everything pointed to this being the perfect house! After a few tears (okay, many tears), we went searching again…sigh! The next morning we checked out some townhomes. Now I am not opposed to apartments, townhomes, condos, etc., however, keep in mind I have FOUR children. We took a tour and I was pleasantly surprised. These townhomes spanned nearly 1600 sq. ft. and the one we were hoping to get would be set facing the beautiful hills behind us. To make a long story short, we moved in two days later.
Now you are probably wondering how this scripture in Luke plays in, right? Well during the time we were looking for a place to live, there was a young mother calling out to God, asking him to help her find a church. She was raised a Christian, but now was living here in Oregon, far away from her family in New Mexico. She had been asking, seeking, knocking and God in His great love and mercy heard her cry. He changed our situation and opened a door for her. She lives in the apartment below us and we met under unusual circumstances (funny how God does that) but her and her fiancé now call our church home, and two weeks ago, he was baptized in the precious name of Jesus.
Although, God changed our situation and at one point, I even felt quite abandoned, He was responding to the pleas of this young woman. She asked and received, she sought and found, she knocked and God opened the door! The word of God never fails!