Showing posts with label Christians. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christians. Show all posts

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Day 92: September 12, 2012-Cute Wins

Cute Wins All the Cuddles.




Honestly, cutest picture ever, kid.

Did I tell you that I love you?

The Readings:

Deuteronomy 21:1-22:30, Luke 9:51-10:12, Psalm 74:1-23, Proverbs 12:11

Old Testament.
Hmm. Dealing with a rebellious son. They get to kill him. Not sure if I'm going to bring that up in a blog about how much I love my son. Will get back to you in 10-15.

New Testament.
An interesting read. Herein, people's rejection of Jesus and followers' refusal to give all the loyalty he requires, juxtaposed with him sending out his faithful disciples. Some are willing to join the mission and follow whole-heartedly; others aren't.

Do we realize the true cost of discipleship?

We can't remain secular Christians and follow Christ. Oh sure, we can say we are Christians. But if Christ were here, he'd have none of it. Something about, "Let the dead bury their own dead," or "Foxes have holes but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head."

Meaning, our Crystal Lite version of Christianity that puts ourselves, our whims, and our buffet style, salad bar doctrine over following Christ and what he says completely might just be enough for him to say, "No, thanks. Christ ain't got no bed. You won't be comfortable in the stable. (points) You others go out two by two."

/dust shaken. Minus the ebonics.

Psalms.
Asaph, he ain't foolin'. (Fist/chest pound twice.)

When God seems to have slowed on the miracles and you're wondering where he is, know that Asaph went through the same thing.

This is an encouragement to all of us who've been down-hearted now and then. Nothing wrong with pleading with God.

True dat. (Sideways peace sign, yo.)

Proverbs.
Ah, alas, the verse about "he who chases fantasies..." I guess if there's a time when I have to come down to earth it's now. Hard work trumps all. Hard work on fantasies? ...head asplode.

I'm going to start a garden. No one can argue that farming is not hard work.

(In reality, I just wanted to say true dat and alas in the same post. Carry on, Christian soldja.)





To read along, click here.




Thursday, June 28, 2012

Day 16: June 28, 2012- Mommies and Midnight Wrestling Ain't No Reed in the Wind

Today is Mommy Day!

Mommy is the whole feature today. What a beauty!

There's something fascinating about the bond between mother and child. It is certainly more intimate than that of a father. I have to hand a few things to her.

So, in the form of a top ten list:

10. She carried him nine months. Kindof a big deal.

9. She milks him. Or he milks her. I can never quite get this one straight.

8. I am completely helpless with him, without direct assistance from #9.

7. She allowed him to go all Alien on her and she retained a yellowish-green tint for days to prove it.

6. She hasn't slept four consecutive hours since he was born, which means:

5. She's been exhausted for over half a month and still doesn't look like a zombie. Impressive.

4. The recovery felt like she had been in a car accident AFTER the actual somewhat-traumatic birth process thingy.

3. Some-what traumatic birth process thingy.

2. Pain. Not that I'd put it this way, but pretty much since the moment we've been married. Happy almost one year anniversary, honey!

1. And finally, for nine months, no ice cream.


I love you, Angela My Amazing!!

Now that he's asleep, I'll hold him.

My Love. Someone else's World.


That's love.

 
A mother's tenderness.

 Flashback...


3:30 am. A certain gem of a morning.
Water broke and we're 19 hours from meeting Luke!
About to leave for the hospital...
Today is certain to be a special day!

 
Santa Claus is coming to town, anyone?

 And now...


We've been a long way since then, little guy. 
It's one of those things a mommy understands.


And the readings!

Genesis 32:13-34:31, Matthew 11:7-30, Psalm 14:1-7, Proverbs 3:19-20

This is a great reading today. I hope you listen and take part!

God gets Jacob out of another one. Or maybe Jacob sneaks his way out. Or maybe God gets him out. Funny how God works like that. There's often an option of giving him the credit or not. But more fascinating to me is what happens in the meantime. Jacob is left on one side of the Jabbok River by himself and has an encounter with a nighttime surprise visitor.
What happens there will define him...

Jesus rejects the critics of the day in the church (yes, the Jews, AND...the Pharisees were the church of the day) and emboldens a message Christians need to hear.
Image is not a concern of the mature Christian. That's right, it doesn't matter how we look to other Christians, nor should we worry about our image to the world. Character is what matters.
Jesus calls out the people because of what they expected of John the Baptist, as well as what they expected of Jesus. When they turn the pressure on you, will you bend like a reed swaying in the wind, or will you stand firm?

David laments that not one is wise, not one seeks God. But even in his despair, he sees reason to rejoice. Would that we could control our minds like a man whose living room was a cave, and whose front landscape was rocks and mountains.

How big is wisdom? How powerful? How much can it affect your life? It's as expansive as the deep fountains and as intimate as the dew beneath the night sky. Anything with the power of many waters, yet the delicacy and poise of a dew drop can change your life.




And, read along:

http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Genesis%2032:13-34:31,%20Matthew%2011:7-30,%20Psalm%2014:1-7,%20Proverbs%203:19-20&version=NIV