Sunday, November 7, 2010
To the Ends of the Earth
Monday, August 2, 2010
What NOT to Wear
Sunday, July 25, 2010
What Lies Beneath?
As I took the screwdriver and cleaned out the crevaces and spaces in between the circular and diamond shaped bricks, Jesus spoke to my heart and said that there is another area in my heart that He wants to go deeper into. Just as I was taking the screwdriver and uprooting the weeds and cleaning out the dirt, so He wants me to surrender again a part of my heart so that he can go deep to where weeds have grown and uproot those. Not a fun or feel good process but a necessary one. I sigh and acknowledge His presence, yet don't willingly offer myself at that moment. He continues to say that the sand over the bricks could try and conceal what is underneath, but next year the plants and weeds will surface again. I need to go deep with that screwdriver and uproot the weeds so that they don't grow again and resurface next year. Again, He has my attention - wanting, telling me that that is what He wants to do in my heart. There is a part that I may try to cover but it's futile, there are weeds, lies there that are deep and try to contaminate the rest of my heart in so many ways. This weed also gives the enemy room to try and exploit. To do what he does best - kill, steal and destroy. But Jesus wants me to know His love and His life there. So.... here I am today... several weeks later saying, okay - Jesus I surrender again.
Back at my parents today for a BBQ/party and I sit on the piano and from my heart comes this song and prayer.
"I trust You Jesus to love me. I trust You Jesus to heal me.
In this place of pain, in this place of struggle, I trust You.
I trust You Jesus to love me. I trust You Jesus to heal me.
Uproot the lies and plant Your truth in me. Uproot the lies and plant Your truth in me.
In this place of pain, in this place of struggle, I trust You to love me - to heal me - to hold me.
Come and breathe Your life on the garden of my heart.
Come and breathe Your life on the garden of my heart.
I trust You Jesus to love me. I trust You Jesus to heal me.
Uproot the lies and plant Your truth in me.
Come bring Your light and burn away the dark. Come bring Your light and burn away the dark.
In this place of pain, in this place of struggle, I trust You Jesus to love me, to heal me and to hold me."
Trust and obey for there's no other way to be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey.
Heart surgery - You bring life where there was death.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Bite Me!
Friday, June 25, 2010
Cultivating Contentment
| A Sermon on Contentment |
Delivered on Sabbath Evening, March 25th, 1860, by the
REV. C. H. Spurgeon
At New Park Street Chapel, Southwark.
"For I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content."—Philippians 4:11.
THE APOSTLE Paul was a very learned man, but not the least among his manifold acquisitions in science was this—he had learned to be content. Such learning is far better than much that is acquired in the schools. Their learning may look studiously back on the past, but too often those who cull the relics of antiquity with enthusiasm, are thoughtless about the present, and neglect the practical duties of daily life. Their learning may open up dead languages to those who will never derive any living benefit from them. Far better the learning of the apostle. It was a thing of ever-present utility, and alike serviceable for all generations, one of the rarest, but one of the most desirable accomplishments. I put the senior wrangler, and the most learned of our Cambridge men in the lowest form, compared with this learned apostle; for this surely is the highest degree in humanities to which a man can possibly attain, to have learned in whatsoever state he is, to be content. You will see at once from reading the text, upon the very surface, that contentment in all states is not a natural propensity of man. Ill weeds grow apace; covetousness, discontent, and murmuring, are as natural to man as thorns are to the soil. You have no need to sow thistles and brambles; they come up naturally enough, because they are indigenous to earth, upon which rests the curse; so you have no need to teach men to complain, they complain fast enough without any education. But the precious things of the earth must be cultivated. If we would have wheat, we must plough and sow; if we want flowers, there must be the garden, and all the gardener's care.
Now, contentment is one of the flowers of heaven, and if we would have it, it must be cultivated. It will not grow in us by nature; it is the new nature alone that can produce it, and even then we must be specially careful and watchful that we maintain and cultivate the grace which God has sown in it. Paul says, "I have learned to be content;" as much as to say he did not know how at one time. It cost him some pains to attain to the mystery of that great truth. No doubt he sometimes thought he had learned, and then broke down. Frequently too, like boys at school, he had his knuckles rapped; frequently he found that it was not easy learning this task, and when at last he had attained unto it, and could say, "I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content," he was an old grey-headed man upon the borders of the grave, a poor prisoner shut up in Nero's dungeon at Rome.
We, my brethren, might well be willing to endure Paul's infirmities, and share the cold dungeon with him, if we too might by any means attain unto such a degree of contentment. Do not indulge, any of you, the silly notion that you can be contented without learning, or learn without discipline. It is not a power that may be exercised naturally, but a science to be acquired gradually. The very words of the next text might suggest this, even if we did not know it from experience. We need not be taught to murmur, but we must be taught to acquiesce in the will and good pleasure of the Lord our God.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
First Love
I John 4:19 "We love because He first loved us."
The Greatness of Your Love
The greatness of Your love brings me to my knees
How often I have failed to see, how much You love me
You love me, so You rescued me
You love me, so You died for me
You love me, so You made me yours
You love me, so You gave me life
The majesty of Your grace makes my heart sing
How often I have failed to see You Alone are worthy
You love me, so You rescued me
You love me, so You died for me
You love me, so You made me yours
You love me, so You gave me life
So here I am
I bow in worship
I bow in adoration
I bow in surrender to You
I surrender all
Open my heart to You
I surrender all
Open my eyes so I can see
How much You love me
You love me, so You rescued me
You love me, so You died for me
You love me, so You made me yours
You love me, so You give me life
So here I am
I bow in worship
I bow in Your presence
I bow in reverence to You
The greatness of Your love brings me to my knees
The majesty of Your grace makes my heart sing
(A song from my heart that I wrote to Jesus, Summer 2008)
again my heart sings that song to You today...
Dance with Me
Friday, June 18, 2010
Between Your Shoulders
Saturday, June 5, 2010
In Your Eyes
Friday, June 4, 2010
Intimacy Part 2 - "Into me You see"
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Who Decides What's Beautiful?
For today's blog I thought I'd include a piece I wrote for "The Scrawl", a graduate student publication from Trinity Evangelical Divinity School. It's about beauty and the contrast between what our culture emphasizes and what Christ defines as beautiful. (see below). I was at Marshall's yesterday looking for some running gear and I saw the movie 'Stepford Wives' (first version) on sale (didn't buy it, but thought about it)... it reminded me of the modern version of the film and the pressure for women today to be 'perfect', to look a certain way, and all the increase in sales in plastic surgery. It's the never-ending search for that 'perfect' face, body, hair - whatever... it's so empty and sad really. For me personally, I want to be a good steward of what God has given me - take care of myself - i love to play tennis, golf, volleyball, kayaking and other sports - and yes, it's a good discipline for me to run in the morning too. I want to stay healthy and have the energy to do what God calls me to do. And yes, for those of you who know me know that I like style and fashion too (it's all about the 'look for less $'). I do know what it's like to strive to look a certain way and often times spending so much time creating a mask to hide what's underneath - the pain, the loneliness, and even shame, I've been there. But make-up (as wonderful as MAC is), Botox treatments, and all of that can't do the trick - those are just surface applications. God wants to go deeper so that the healing He brings to our soul will illuminate through our faces.
I still model and act in Chicago but being grad school - my schedule doesn't allow too much time for that right now - but as I write this I remember the women I'd meet and even the men - the competition and how each person would check each other out - not in a 'oh, i think you're pretty or handsome kind of thing' but rather - 'how do I measure up to her?' or for the guys 'how do I measure up to him?' We as humans, in our fallen state and brokenness, do so look at the outward appearance but God still and always will look at the heart... How is my heart today? How is yours?
We can spend time in His beautiful and holy presence, adoring and worshipping Him - and we come out transformed... a little more looking like Him because we have been gazing at Him. Moses experienced the incredible presence and glory of God and had cover His face because his countenance was blinding others... but we don't need to hide our face. The world around us needs to see, the beauty of God in us and we can shine His glory with unveiled faces.
"Father, go deeper in me today, there are still stones that need to be unturned, there are still parts in my heart that need your transforming truth and redeeming love, I want to be transformed more and more from glory and glory. I want to drink from Your living water today Jesus, no one else and nothing else can satisfy the deepest longings in my soul. I love you."
Who Decides What’s Beautiful? written by Michelle Lenz
She runs frantically chasing the latest trend and beauty craze the world offers hoping to fill the emptiness inside, hoping to cover the pain and emptiness of life.
She works, she strives as she thinks… one more botox treatment, one more diet, and one more shopping spree then I will feel wanted and I will be loved…I will find true beauty.
In all of her striving for temporal and worldly things, she neglects her heart and forgets that You love her perfectly, You give her life meaning.
She is too busy seeking for his gaze, his look, his eyes to glance her way and to affirm her worth and beauty each day. She longs for him to notice her and to take the time to be with her. While all this time You call to her,
“Come closer, don’t’ be afraid My child, Come closer put your hand in Mine.”
Yet in her restlessness and search for significance and beauty she says, “No!” and runs out the door giving her time, her money, and her hopes for identity to Mac and Bobbi Brown.
With Your unrelenting love, You call to her and say, “I love you with a love that never ends, and I’m calling you to come closer once again.” You call to her again and say, “Come to Me and I will give you rest. In Me you will find Your true identity.”
Finally she surrenders and gives You her heart and to her surprise she finds true beauty as You touch and heal her broken parts. As You take her deeper in Your love she finds in her heart treasures from above. She begins to see that You make beauty from the ashes of her life. You give her rest so she doesn’t have to strive.
Your eye and gaze is always on her and You are always with her. You bring glory from her brokenness and give her life in place of death. You satisfy her thirsty soul and You call her Your own.
Jesus, You decide what’s beautiful.
