Sunday, July 20, 2014

How amazing are the deeds of the Lord! All who delight in him should ponder them.   

I reflect at night on who you are, O LORD; therefore, I obey your instruction.

pondered the direction of my life, and I turned to follow your laws.

I remember the days of old. I ponder all your great works and think about what you have done.

                              (Psalms 111:2, 119:55, 119:59, 143:5)

What's the use of a significant event in our life if we don't reflect on it?  

As Americans we seem to be always rushing forward and stressing when we meet new challenges. But if we send our roots down into the events of God in the past, won't we be strong to face the present and future?  In the rush of modern life, we need to consciously set aside time (even "at night"), to ponder and reflect on what God has done. 

What he has done in creating this huge sphere spinning through space. What he has done in giving us these amazing bodies and our nation and family. What he has done in sending his dear son Jesus to take on human form and suffer for us, and die to wash us clean and save us from this present evil generation. How he raised him from the dead! And what he has done in the short history of our own lives.  I'm very poor at remembering all the answers to prayer God has granted me in the past. When I get the job or money or someone comes to salvation I tend to think: "Phew! Problem solved. Now what's next?"

But I wonder if God wishes I would allocate more time to simply chewing on what he has already done for me than worrying about what's coming next.

Sunday, July 6, 2014


Lift Up Your Hearts

Lonely tempest-tossed children of God
Lift up your heads and your hearts
How great the affection heaven has for you
Tears fall from the cheek of the Almighty at the thought of you
Jesus is moved as He rises from His throne
His pierced feet are shuffling, his eyes closed
As he begins to sing
And the angels fall silent
The planets whirl as he dances
The oceans of stars burning with joy
For his great plans for you are beginning
Here in your suffering and in your sin
This is the infancy of your eternal days
Every cell of his Bride he loves
And he will kiss her until she awakens
From her dreams
To see his face.