Notes from today... (not a direct reflection from the pulpit but where my mind and heart was)
God is always present and working. He is never not alive, bringing us new revelation. Even in 2020, there are so many precious God moments witnessed.
- ask (don't dwell too long here)
Don't ask why; ask what am I to learn. Please show me the ministry song you want me to sing.
Patience ... the ability to tolerate delay without becoming angry. The realization that a process will take longer or may not be realized in the way we have it wrapped up in our minds.
You, O~Lord, are our Father.
Everyone who comes goes away. Only our Heavenly Father, Creator of all, the Alpha and the Omega, remains.
When we face emotional challenges, reach out to God.
Call on the Name of the Lord, who IS.
God says, "Here I am." We say, "Here am I, send me."
Anticipate the voice of God in every conversation. Listen, and be prepared to move.
God is Word. Are we listening? Word, from the One who speaks into existence. Word is building work.
Change, unexpected change must be embraced as God is building goodness in my life. My initial reaction is not unnoticed by God as he embraces me in love that assures me that His plan is good.
1 Oh, that you would rend the heavens and come down,
that the mountains would tremble before you!
2 As when fire sets twigs ablaze
and causes water to boil,
come down to make your name known to your enemies
and cause the nations to quake before you!
3 For when you did awesome things that we did not expect,
you came down, and the mountains trembled before you.
4 Since ancient times no one has heard,
no ear has perceived,
no eye has seen any God besides you,
who acts on behalf of those who wait for him.
5 You come to the help of those who gladly do right,
who remember your ways.
But when we continued to sin against them,
you were angry.
How then can we be saved?
6 All of us have become like one who is unclean,
and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags;
we all shrivel up like a leaf,
and like the wind our sins sweep us away.
7 No one calls on your name
or strives to lay hold of you;
for you have hidden your face from us
and have given us over to our sins.
8 Yet you, Lord, are our Father.
We are the clay, you are the potter;
we are all the work of your hand.
9 Do not be angry beyond measure, Lord;
do not remember our sins forever.
Oh, look on us, we pray,
for we are all your people.
10 Your sacred cities have become a wasteland;
even Zion is a wasteland, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Our holy and glorious temple, where our ancestors praised you,
has been burned with fire,
and all that we treasured lies in ruins.
12 After all this, Lord, will you hold yourself back?
Will you keep silent and punish us beyond measure?
Thank you, God, for the Birth of Forgiveness!