Thursday, February 16, 2012

Get On With It

 Back almost two years ago I started this blog out of what I heard the Holy Spirit whisper in my ear. I had never given any thought to putting my feelings or dreams down on paper for people to view, let alone post them as a blog.  As I have tried to share some of what I know to be true, tears would come to my eyes because I know I couldn’t have written any of this if  I wasn’t obedient  to what I felt on that day. Once again I hear that gentle whisper, and I feel that this is going to be my last entry till I break ground for real. My hope, if you have been reading was, that I stirred something in you to discover for yourself what is pleasing to God, and in a way have challenged you to dig deeper down to a firm base... hard pan.  As you do, you will learn for yourself what it means to build on a foundation that lasts. Over this journey, reading my Bible I felt that I connected with some of the men I have read about. Out of Noah’s obedience the Bible says his family was saved. If you don’t attend church, start looking for a church you feel at home in. Believers are just people whose lives have been transformed from the inside out. From the HEART. We're not perfect, we just hold on to the hope that a good work has been started in us. Believe me when I say this out of your obedience, your family can be saved. You could be that blessing in someone’s life, there is need all around, you might even be the answer to someone's prayer. People can get so caught up with the material things of this world. "It’s mine, it’s precious, I must have it," that we don’t want to share. In one of the final scenes from the Lord of the Rings, as Bilbo Baggins tries to complete his quest, his companion Sam says, "I can not carry the burden for you, but I can carry you." Just think about that for a while. I know we have the power to make a difference. We don’t have to carry the whole burden for someone. We don’t have to adopt a whole village, but we can adopt one person. We don’t have to give all our money, but we can give some. Little changes in your life can have a lasting effect. Addictions don’t have to be generational. You can change that. We all need someone to come along side of us. It may be just a gentle hand on the shoulder asking, "How’s it going?" Or someone asking, "Is it all right that I pray for you?" Because that burden we carry sometimes can weigh us down.

Galatians 6:2
2 Bear one another's burdens, and thereby fulfill the law of Christ.

Our Bibles are full of instructions. Words to encourage us. Words to inspire us. Words that will move you if you let them. Words that will change your very foundation. We all want the best for ourselves, our families, our friends, so why wouldn’t you want to live a life that brings glory to God? And stop running from Him. 
Philippians 4:6
6 Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
I know we can’t carry everyone’s troubles.  I also know that we’re instructed to pray for one another. If I could pray one prayer, it would be to for you to never give up, because there is so much more at stake, more then we could ever  know or comprehend.                                                                                                                                                         
Quote                                                                                                                                                   “When we build, let us think that we build forever. Let it not be for present delight nor for present use alone. Let it be such work as our descendants will thank us for; and let us think, as we lay stone on stone, that a time is to come when those stones will be held sacred because our hands have touched them, and that men will say, as they look upon the labor, and wrought substance of them, See! This our father did for us.”  – John Ruskin                 

We all can influence someone’s life, and as we build this house remember that someone is always watching. As I remember my granddad and some of the stones he has laid, I am challenged to lay stones that my grandchildren will say, "These are some of the stones my papa laid.  As I finish off,  I wonder are your children proud of this house, and will they say, "This is the house our Father in Heaven built for us." 

                                                                                                                                                          Proverbs  18:22 22 The man who finds a wife finds a treasure and receives favor from the LORD.                                                                                                                                                                       Love John ,  See You On The Other Side      LOG-ON       

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Invited To The Ball

      …Sometimes you can feel a little left out. Maybe the job you have has you working when different events take place, or you’re a student that has a deadline with exams, and projects to complete. You could be the parent of young children that need you to care for them, or you just don’t want to attend. Whatever the reason, that’s o.k. There are times you know in advance that you will be at an event. You purchased a ticket, you’ve got an invitation with the date, time, and location, so you know exactly where to go. Several Sundays ago, our Pastor announced that in a few weeks our church was going to fast. All were invited to participate. That Sunday I accepted my invitation, and I started to prepare myself for whatever was going to happen. It was as if I had been given an invitation to the ball, and I couldn’t wait to get there. I had caught a case of the Cinderella Syndrome. The only difference was that my spirit was excited, as to what was going to take place. I had no 12:00 o’clock curfew, and I got to leave the ball with both slippers. Have you ever walked into a room, and you just can’t quite put your finger on it, but something is different. There’s almost a presence, an energy of expectancy, as to how the night is going to play out.  I was privileged to observe as two worshipers came to worship. One was a dark skinned teenager who knelt in prayer, the other an elderly white gentleman with hands held high, giving honor, glory, and praise. There’s one   Spirit, one God. Youth pastors, janitors, cabinetmakers, housewives, and skateboarders, we all have the same Spirit in us. God doesn’t discriminate.                                                                         
Corinthians 12:5 (The Message) 
God's various ministries are carried out everywhere; but they all originate in God's Spirit.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                        That weekend will be one that I will remember for a long time. Not only for the anointing that each elder prayed over us, or the fact that I had to clear out my mom’s apartment, and my daughter moved out on her own.  As I stood in the doorway of my daughter’s empty room, my mind began to reminisce of her, and the years that went on in her room.  Memories of our little princess girl, that now has her invitation to the ball called life. It’s funny how God can speak to us through all of life’s moments. With all the teaching and worship that went on at the church, as people emptied themselves of whatever holds them back, I felt I was encouraged to empty out things that want to hold me back. Now that we have this empty room in us, now that we have confessed, now that we have come before the Lord, help us Lord to long after the things that please you, fill us up with all you will have us to be in you. Guide our paths; create in us daily a right spirit.On the final night of our corporate fast, words were spoken to dream again, to ignite again, and to reboot, to blow on the embers once more. As we have confessed our sins, emptied out, got rid of, laid our burdens down, call it what you want, I only know that with everything that happened this weekend, one thing is for sure, God is FAITHFUL.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

My daughter’s room didn’t stay empty for long. I was selective as to what I wanted to fill it up with. Oddly enough, some of my mom’s furniture went in there, and in an odd kind of way I could visit my mom in this room.  I love music, so music will be played in this room.  I love to dream, so dreams will be ignited in this room.  I love to pray, so prayers will be prayed in this room. For now my daughter’s room will be given a new name.  I think I will call it the dream room.                         LOG-ON

Have Faith


 Noah built an ark in preparation for a flood. He was obedient to what God was telling him to do. He was called to gather two of every kind of animal, make an ark, and get prepared for what was to come. God is calling each one of us for something: a vocation, marriage, dreams, new birth, and death. How we prepare is really up to us. We can spend our time thinking about the past. We can waste time worrying about tomorrow, or we can take care of each days troubles as they come. I am not so naive to say we shouldn’t plan for the future. We should. We should also pray that God would direct our path. I started out building a model log home, a dream of sorts. In a way I went out  on a limb. I was being obedient to what I felt the Holy Spirit was prompting me to do at the time. I can honestly say, that as I have worked the walls, and thought about the different stages of construction, something happened inside me. As I read my Bible I wrote down some of my thoughts. I know what I have written came out of my spending time, trying to listen to whatever lesson I needed to know. That every stage of construction is important: from the blueprints and design, foundation, choice of material, color on the walls, even the tweed in the carpet, right down to the smallest detail. The term, "turn-key," is often used in the construction of a log home. That’s when the company you chose hands you the key to your new log home, and says, IT IS FINISHED                                                                                                                                                                                          As I sit here and write my thoughts I am moved, stirred up inside. I can't help but wonder when the company you choose hands over the keys, which home will they be for? Over this last while as I have tried to go deeper, by reading my Bible, worshiping, praying, and at times crying, I think about how this soul is doing. I have been blessed, moved, and challenged in my thoughts. I have come to the conclusion that heaven is our true home, realizing now that  I have the key to the right home.
                                  Hebrews 13:14                                                                                               
14 For this world is not our home; we are looking forward to our city in heaven, which is yet to come .                                                                          Log-On                                                      

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

The Helper

…Something happens when you move towards what ignites you inside. I don’t think it matters if the steps you take are small steps, or big steps, as long as you are moving in the direction you want to go. You may never even get there, and that’s o.k., but you need to be on the road that will get you there. I’ve taken a step in the direction I want to go, and purchased a piece of property with the hope to one-day build that log home. This property is well treed with just the right amount of slope for good drainage, and a view of the ocean. There was no driveway, or clearing, so we needed to decide where the entrance to the driveway would start, and how it would wind through the forest to a clearing where the log house would be built. The day the big tractor arrived to make an opening in the forest was probably one of the best days toward this dream, watching that big tractor plough through the thick forest, knocking down trees, tearing up stumps, and preparing the clearing where we would build. I remember having fun using a string to get an idea where the walls would be. Or trying to figure out where I’d be looking out the kitchen window, sitting at an imaginary table, watching guests drive up the driveway. We’ve decided when we build this log home to build a shell log home, one that is built in the yard of a log homebuilder, then trucked to the site where the foundation is ready to accept the home. Trucked with the log home shell is a representative, or supervisor to instruct with the reconstruction of the log shell. The homeowner is encouraged to have some willing people to come alongside, and help. Wouldn’t that be an incredible experience? Sometimes I can almost see the truck driving up the driveway, and I can’t help wonder how I will feel on that day.                

Your spirit may feel empty, ugly; full of big trees, large stumps, weeds that tie you down, and hold you back. One step in the right direction soon becomes two, then three, and before you know it, you are standing in a clearing. When we were trying to decide where to start the entrance to the driveway, or trying to visualize where the clearing would be, we would stand back, look at this thick forest, and have no idea what to do. We would go away, come back. We were city folk. This forest that was so thick overpowered us, with its massive cedar trees. Finally we had to make a decision. Get on with it, one piece at a time. God’s grace is like that, one piece at a time. I am amazed when I look back over my life, and the process. I have watched as big trees, large stumps, and weeds have been ploughed up, and a clearing prepared for the Son to shine in, the wind to blow freely, and my spirit to dance. Sounds like freedom. Don’t let circumstances, past wrong choices hold you back. One piece at a time can change a life. As we are building this house we have been given a promise from the master builder. God said in his instructions I will never leave you, I am going to send you my representative to help with the construction. God formed us in our mother’s womb, His work yard. Prebuilt, then shipped us out. Doesn’t it make sense that He is going to send us a helper? So I wonder what it’s going to be like on that last day when we see the Son of God return. I can’t help wonder how I will feel on that day.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          John 14:26  (The Living Bible)                                                                                                           26 "But when the Father sends the Comforter instead of me--and by the Comforter I mean the Holy Spirit--He will teach you much,as well as remind you of everything I myself have told you."