Hannah's Nursery
We'll here we are at 31 weeks tomorrow. Can't believe it's coming so soon and I am so ready to meet this little girl. What a wonderful journey it's been so far. The last two months have been the most incredible since she is moving constantly and enjoys my right rib cage. She loves the sound of a guitar. Everytime she hears one and especially when her daddy plays she moves all over.
Indeed we are excited and getting ready.
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Shaking My Head
I was thinking the other day that maybe I found a muse in Hannah being born...a sense of new life...bringing back "life" to my thoughts. We'll I have been painting and felt a lot more like I have something to write about.
However, I remember a muse that this blog was mostly built upon...the previous church I attended. I decide to watch the service recorded this morning ...I can just sit here and shake my head.
I am sorry for the many Christians out there who are happy with the floundering and full of "great quotes" in the sermons and cute humorous stories in the sermons. We have watered so much down and not even given justice to the Scriptures. We do not feel that Scripture by itself is enough or applicable to our lives today...so instead we add and wander and add and wander and we are left with ruined sermons. The other thing that amazes me that Christians don't read or know the Bible enough to know they are being given 1% milk. I want to say something to this "Pastor" ... where is your passion?? ...where is your love for the Lord?? Even more so where is your love for the flock? Can you not put the focus on the majestic God and leave the circumstances be what may...the Lord will speak to those within whatever His scripture reading is that day and if not maybe we could leave the rest up to the Holy Spirit to show His work in their lives instead of our own.
Another thing I wonder is why can't a sermon in a larger church (this doesn't include all large churches but most) statements such as, "We won't stay on this long" or "We won't be able to give this topic justice today"... "I'll be quickly passing by these other points due to time constraints" ... why do we feel so compelled in large churches to quickly skip over things or to spend much time on a matter that is important...such as holiness. Really do we believe people will starve if they eat Sunday lunch at 1 p.m. instead of 12 noon on the dot? However, we are willing (too willing) to starve them spiritually in risk that they may not attend next week. But we are not concerned if they die this week if they will know more about the Lord and what He has done for them and who He is ... this week...here and now.
All I can say is ... I am shaking my head ... my stomach feels sick for those who are there to be able to say they attended church or sat next to their best friend. My stomach feels sick for the many who don't care about what they have heard and if it is truthful or not.
What happened to the church?
How shallow we have become...and how satisfied we are with that depth.
He called me an Atheist
Atheist is defined as someone or something that denies the existance of God.
Hebrew 11:6 "Whoever would draw near to God must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who seek him."
It was a night like any other...a night of debating. I couldn't stop with the questions and the "mystery" as the postmoderns like to call it. Is everything really as it states in the scriptures? Is the gospel really what they said it has been for the last 2000 years or have we been missing the point? Are churches really lost in reaching the lost? Is sin really sin or is it just a figment of our creation?
I don't remember what set the conversation off. I remember going back and forth with my parents about God and salvation...about the basics, as they like to call it, and I wouldn't give in until I got the answer I wanted to hear. However, praise God for my dad and his Faith ... he wasn't going to tell me what I wanted to hear. I finally passed the point of hard debate to brokenness, which is normally where I ended up at the end of most internal or external debates...lost and even more confused.
Hannah's Nursery
It is coming together now. I have all the clutter in it's rightful place (instead of the middle of the room). I am at 21 weeks and only have 19 more to go..wow...I know that things will continue to pass by so quickly. I am just trying to grasp today.
I have been so suprised at cleaning the back room out and getting it ready for Hannah how much I have stumbled upon. It was my room for my art and creativity...not that I used it that often...but it held a lot of stuff that was mine before I got married.
"A Novel Idea" - comment
A dear friend of mine posted about "a novel idea". Read here
This statement has stuck with me for a few days now since I read this post.
"I began to think about Barack and the HOPE he had inspired. I won’t attempt to say what that HOPE was grounded in, but I do know this, people felt it and they were and are moved by it. Interestingly enough, Christians profess to have HOPE, and yet, they rarely seem that attractive to me. In fact, I dare say that Christianity as a whole inspires a lot less apparent HOPE than Barack Obama."
I think you did a great job ending the post with the Hope that we have and did a great job communicating the point...our Hope is in Christ and through Christ and in turn given to us. I have had a few thoughts I wanted to share (go figure)...