Enough Already!

I have lost count of how many negative e-mails I have received concerning this Presidential election.
So just for a moment allow me to get on a soapbox!

Obama is not Hitler and not the anti-Christ.I didn't vote for him nor do I agree with his views. However, if he is elected as president I will accept that as God's divine will for our nation. Romans 13:1-2 reminds us that all authority is established by God. Therefore we should pray for our leaders and authority's and we are to submit to and honor them even if we don't like them or agree with them. So we right now should simply be praying for our nation, and for John McCain and Barak Obama.

The important thing is get out and vote. I don't care which candidate you vote for but just vote.
Then after the votes are counted commit to pray for our President.
And whether your candidate wins or not, decide that you are going to honor and submit to the position of authority over us. When we as followers of Christ lead by example it speaks volumes into the lives of the people who are watching us. When we bad mouth, disrespect, and rebel against authorities, this too speaks volumes to those who are watching us.

Okay, I feel better now. Guess I can get off of the soapbox now.

Can you see where you are going?

So I was thinking the other day...(I know scary huh?)
Anyway... Psalms 119:105 says "Your Word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path."
To rephrase this scripture, the Bible is our flashlight that helps us see where we are going.

So the thing I was thinking about is this: How many times do we find ourselves too busy to read the Bible. Each day we make time for things like, Facebook or MySpace, Instant Messaging, Text Messaging, reading e-mail, and news stories, and other pointless information on the Internet...yet we say we don't have time to read our Bible!
If God's Word is a light for our path, shouldn't we keep it with us and use it often? Just a thought.
Instead of stumbling around in the darkness, why not turn on the light!

Death of the Blackberry!

Early Friday morning...my blackberry died!
If you've been trying to reach my by calling my cell #, you probably got my voicemail, which I can't check because I HAVE NO CELL PHONE.
The people at the AT&T store very very uncooperative, so here I sit Monday morning waiting on AT&T to send out a replacement that I'm not even sure is what I needed, but how could I know since the guy at the AT&T store blew me off and had me call the warranty 800#.
Anyway, there's a bit of frustration in this post...I am not a big AT&T wireless fan right now.
Guess I need to pray that the Lord will help me forgive and forget.
But boy, it sure is frustrating not having a cell phone for several days.
So if you need to contact me, call my home # or the church. I always at one of either of these places.
Thanks for letting me vent my frustrations to my blog readers ( if there are any!!!!!!)

What else can they fry?

Just got home from a day at the State Fair of Texas with my family.
Couldn't believe all the food booths and the things they offered. Living in the south is great!!!
I saw a booth that had chicken fried bacon, another one offered fired lattes, still another had fried banana splits, and even fried s'mores and fried cheesecake. And if that wasn't enough they even had something a bit healthier...fried green beans.
I think I heard my arteries clogging just walking through the food booths.
What's even worse is I didn't get to try any of the things I listed above.
But buddy, that chicken fried bacon sure was tempting!!!
I guess here in the south you can fry anything!

Just thought I'd share some of the sights and smells I experienced today.

that which cost me nothing

Ran across this while cleaning out some old youth ministry files.
It comes from a resource I used to receive from Jeanne Mayo.
I is taken from 2 Samuel 24:24 where David says, "I will not offer to the Lord that which costs me nothing."

Thanks "Aunt Jeanne" for sharing your awesome resources. (She's not really my aunt but that is what I call her. f.y.i.)

On the windows of my heart,

I hear the tappings...

Voices, needs, and drives

That peer through the "glass" of my heart

And beg for entrance to my soul.

"The fantasy dream"...

"The fantasy desire"...

"The fantasy person"...

BUT I WILL NOT GIVE TO THE LORD MY GOD THAT WHICH COSTS ME NOTHING.

For though the tappings be quite constant

And the glass be fogged by tears...

I have a higher "fantasy" than most--

a "fantasy" of pleasing HIM...

The God of every dream I hold...

The God of every desire I pulse...

The God of every person I pursue...

And though my "fantasy" may cause me

Lonely moments...

Unfinished sentences...

And even aching's from within...

I WILL NOT GIVE TO THE LORD MY GOD THAT WHICH COSTS ME NOTHING.

And what of you, my friend?

How high is your "price tag?"...

How quickly will you sell your soul?...

Or your moment?

Or your worth?

You scream of the cost

And selfishly murmur to yourself

Of the "price tag" of it all...

Yet the God of all my "fantasies"

Never said it would be easy...

Never said the crowd would cheer...

Never even said the crowds would know...

He just quietly, patiently

Taps at the window of your heart...

Peers through the glass to your soul...

And soberly whispers,

"Will you also go away?"

I pause for a moment...

Hold my breath...

Raise my eyes to His...

And slowly answer...

I answer slowly because

Answers that are given quickly

Are often forgotten quickly ...

"I WILL NOT GIVE THEE, LIVING GOD, THAT WHICH COSTS ME NOTHING."