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What is good biblical leadership?
What is good biblical leadership? This is a question I've been asking myself lately. Oftentimes, I see Christian leaders referencing boo...
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
SafetySuit: life left to go
Monday, March 29, 2010
A Seeker's Return (chapters 27-29 of 29)
I will still long for Your Presence.
The sweet scent of Your love
will still make my pulse race.
In the twilight of my years
I will still long for Your Presence.
The tender flavor of Your Goodness
will still send me yearning for Righteousness.
In the twilight of my years
I will still long for Your Presence.
The gentleness of Your Kind Voice
will still ease the burdens of my day.
In the twilight of my years
I will still long for Your Presence.
The everlasting vision of Your Holiness
will still my pounding, excited heart.
In the twilight of my years
Your Presence will still fully satisfy,
ceaselessly quenching the thirst of my soul.
28. I love Your passion
I love Your courage
I love Your loving Holy Spirit
and the way He loves me.
I love Your patience
I love Your kindness
I love Your gentle Holy Spirit
and the way He cares for me.
I love Your compassion
I love Your graciousness
I love Your faithful Holy Spirit
and the way He reassures me.
I love Your humility
I love Your justice
I love Your peaceful Holy Spirit
and the way He purifies me.
I love Your goodness
I love Your self-control
I love Your joyful Holy Spirit
and the way He understands me.
I love You today
as You loved me yesterday
as we will love each other tomorrow.
29. Epilogue: In a luminous night sky with shooting stars racing across the heavenly realms, angels dance radiantly amongst the clouds in preparation for the triumphant return of the Son.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
A Seeker's Return (chapters 24-26 of 29)
A Seeker's Return (chapters 20-23 of 29)
A Seeker's Return (chapters 16-19 of 29)
Saturday, March 27, 2010
A Seeker's Return (chapters 12-15 of 29)
A Seeker's Return (chapters 8-11 of 29)
Friday, March 26, 2010
A Seeker's Return (chapters 4-7 of 29)
5. Confusion sets in, bringing me to do battle once again with a ghost. Fear makes me run towards my strongholds, but the Truth slows my pace. Nefarious forces pressing inward, trudging relentlessly forward, raging forever onward, prickling the skin in fear, clamping ferociously upon my soul, the Evil One twists the very fabric of my reality. Dark winged muscular beasts take flight towards a murky horizon, higher and higher through the atmospheric haze they climb, in a putrid stench I am carried up and into the unknown. Chilling frost covers the hardness of my heart, freezing it. Time creeps as I roll upon these lawless winds of change to the frayed ends of this cerebral scarf of life, wondering – “Can I be saved?”
6. Broken and busted in half, split down the bipolar fissure of a warring heart and mind, the clashing of these opposing sides rage through me, mercilessly. I gasp for air as another assault from my ever paranoid mind thunders and pounds against the reinforced door to my armored heart. Always searching in this mission of the lost, I am left to wander aimlessly in confusion with an ache in my chest whose origins are unknown.
My heart gasps. My chest trembles. My breath becomes ragged with each passing second. My heart yearns. My thoughts run rabid as time seems to slow. My mind crawls. My vision blurs. The deeper You delve into my soul, the harder Your love pulls at my tattered heart.
7. Traveling ever forward I draw in deep breaths; the distance between us shortens painfully slow. The years of lonely regret have lengthened this journey. In rebellion the ties of my soul scream under the strain, taut like stretched canvas ready for paint, yearning to be loosened by a tender Hand in love. Exhaustion soon overcomes me while the blazing ball of frustration looms high in the afternoon sky. Under an unrelenting heat wave I crash into the arms of a waiting land, spent and useless. Drawing myself to the corner of my soul, I shiver.
A Seeker's Return (chapters 1-3 of 29)
A Seeker’s Return by Gerald T. Ching
Lingering in the wings of a forgotten fortress,
1. In the swirling depths of my heart, I sit and wait, patiently expecting a visit from the one I long to be loved by. The endless hallways here are ever changing; the pathways are ever tedious; only one has the key to my locked heart. Wandering aimlessly through these burdensome corridors, visceral malicious feelings parade their ethereal forms, hoping to leave the imprint of their essence within my broken down spirit. Relentlessly their evil desires dirty the air, the stench of their decay disrupting the natural order of life. Mercifully, the fragrance of love floats in, disbanding the malignancies back into the shadows. Floating through the still night, musical melodies shower me in a waterfall of this love.
2. Miles upon miles of wire crisscross across the globe, connecting all. Whispering in heated conversations to one another of love and of pain, the endless barrage of words bounce and ricochet off the walls of this hollow existence with the longing for more reverberating throughout, and then deteriorating to nothing more than the echoing ramblings of conspiracy. The exchange rate of love inflates as each soul settles for a more physical love, a lesser love. Off in the distance a bazaar buzzes with seekers searching for bargains while workers restock their shelves hoping to catch the eyes of all who pass. People mill about laboring to take care of their daily tasks. Like puppets they purchase the empty promises that line these shelves. Sitting on the highest of shelves, love rests with the other rare and exotic treasures. I see you wandering past the many stands; hurriedly I make my way towards you.
3. Gold and silver rings decorate your nimble fingers, platinum and pearls ride the curve of your neck; fanciful clothes adorn your supple soft skin, encumbering your spirit, hoping to fill the emptiness that is within your soul. A piercing whistle assaults the waiting crowds as a train pulls into the market. Weaving through the masses, we make our way on board. Hiccupping and hollering on the crowded train, your twisted ways of expressing affection batter my brow; your words shatter my already fragile spirit. Hours tick on through the endless maze of tracks, with passengers forever boarding, but rarely leaving. Hope and longing ride this train hand in hand, one never releasing its grasp of the other. My longing has consumed me to the point of obsession. Blindly I now walk, led by the gleam of golden idols.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Sky Lantern Festival 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Flyleaf: All Around Me
Monday, March 15, 2010
Snow Patrol: Chasing Cars
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Imogen Heap: Wait It Out
Most of my life I've spent searching not only for satisfaction, but also meaning. Today, what I've discovered is that God not only gives my life meaning, but also satisfaction. Meaning and satisfaction are intricately intertwined: when I find one I will find the other. The sadness of my life lay in the fact that I regret "just sitting there waiting and sweating it out." Rather than really seeking after truth and life. What is it that gives your life meaning? Are you actively going after living a life of meaning or are you just coasting on by living in the melancholy of lackluster?
God wants to illuminate your life where you shine like the stars in the night sky. God has this wonderful plan for your life, which includes making a mark in this world not only for yourself, but for Him as well. He wants to give meaning to your life and to bring healing to your pain. So, don't "just sit there, just waiting it out." Don't "sit there in the cold, just sweating it out as you wait it out." Go after living a life of meaning that's filled with deep satisfaction because there really is only "the one life that we've got." Ask God right now to enter your life and begin showing you the amazing plans He has for you.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
instrumental video nine
What can I say, I just love hard hitting breakbeats! View fullscreen for the full effect. Enjoy!
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
My Father's Garden
I am always marvelled by the beauty and complexities of creation. I mean, how can a person not be absolutely amazed while watching this video? Now personally, insects kind of give me the creeps, but when I see extreme close ups of them it's like I am mysteriously intrigued and almost hypnotized by their strange armored beauty. Oftentimes, this makes me wonder how the Fall of Mankind has effected creation. When I see thorns, bristles and the needles of cacti I have to wonder if these are the result of sin. Going back to the insects, was it only after Adam and Eve sinned that bees grew stingers and female praying mantises began eating their mates? If I believe the Word of God that says through the sin of one man, death entered the world (Romans 5:12) and that all creation has been groaning to be released from its own bondage and decay (Romans 8:21, 22), then I must believe that even creation has been effected by sin - cursed to some degree.
When I sit back and really ponder this, it makes me think, wow, so the magnitude and true beauty of creation is yet to be seen. When creation is fully redeemed, when as Isaiah described that, "The wolf will live with the lamb, the leopard will lie down with the goat, the calf and the lion and the yearling together; and a little child will lead them" (Isaiah 11:6) and that "The wolf and the lamb will feed together, and the lion will eat straw like the ox, but dust will be the serpent's food. They will neither harm nor destroy on all my holy mountain" (Isaiah 65:25). This means that we have yet to see the full beauty of creation. Can you even imagine that? Absolute peace among all creation where lions and oxes will both be vegetarians and where children will play among wolves and leopards.
I love meditating on redemption. It makes my heart happy and so much more thankful and grateful for Jesus and the fact that it is only because of Him that people are saved and transformed into new creations (2 Corinthians 5:17). But, even more than that through Jesus all of creation will also be fully redeemed. Amazing!
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Paul Freeman: That's How It Is
What does it mean to live with eternity in view? That's what this song makes me ponder. When I hear this song, I am filled with a longing to forgive and forget the wrong that I've done, but to also forgive and forget the wrong that others have done to me. When I live with eternity in view, the pains of this life diminish because this life doesn't have the last say any longer. I love the line, "love reveals everything you’ll ever have." What I love does reveal what I treasure in my heart. When Jesus becomes my greatest treasure, His love inspires me to love with greater compassion and with deeper understanding.
Jesus died not only to get me to heaven, but to get heaven into me. "God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us" (Romans 5:5). This means that eternity lives within me and that I carry around the Kingdom of God wherever I go. How cool is that! Paul Freeman is right in that we cannot out run time. "Time will always come for you." But, I think the question to ask is: Can we ever be ready for time? I believe that if we have Jesus in our hearts, we can. That way "A farewell kiss will never mean goodbye, cause it holds on to the promises I made with these eyes. I‘ll leave you everything that’s mine, if you say that you’ll meet me in the next life." Will you meet me in the next life?