We are currently putting together a video to honor our children's ministry volunteers. In searching for the perfect music to have as the audio background, someone suggested "Like A Child" by Jars of Clay. But given that most of their volunteers come in on Sundays, i suggested that "Sunday, Bloody Sunday" by U2 might be more in tune with the theme.
No one seemed to listen to me, though...
Friday, May 20, 2005
Friday, May 13, 2005
boycotting lol
I am raising a worldwide cry to buck against the pressure of using "lol" and such shortcuts to express emotions in instant messaging. Be creative! For example, use increments of "ha"; "ha" would indicate a snort or short giggle, whereas "hahahahahahahahahaha" might be a belly laugh.
One of my friends once said that if you think you're a leader, you should look behind and see who or what is behind you. Do I dare cast a look over my shoulder?
One of my friends once said that if you think you're a leader, you should look behind and see who or what is behind you. Do I dare cast a look over my shoulder?
i think i'm looking at the Bible a little differently now...
So, a new power verse:
I finished Ruth, and am now working my way through 1 Samuel. And then, bam! It hit me . . . another Word directly from God.
"How long are you going to stay drunk? Put away your wine."
1 Samuel 1:14
This one, I believe, especially speaks to Ozark students. How long are you going to act attentive in class, only to go party on the weekends? How long will you drag yourself out of bed, still hung over, just to kneel in chapel, as though truly worshiping (when we all know you simply can't keep your balance on your feet)? How long will you hypocritically hide your wine when with certain people, but pull it out when they are all gone?
And so (could I say it better myself?), "Put away your wine" (as well as your whine, but that will be left for another day, and another verse).
Peace.
I finished Ruth, and am now working my way through 1 Samuel. And then, bam! It hit me . . . another Word directly from God.
"How long are you going to stay drunk? Put away your wine."
1 Samuel 1:14
This one, I believe, especially speaks to Ozark students. How long are you going to act attentive in class, only to go party on the weekends? How long will you drag yourself out of bed, still hung over, just to kneel in chapel, as though truly worshiping (when we all know you simply can't keep your balance on your feet)? How long will you hypocritically hide your wine when with certain people, but pull it out when they are all gone?
And so (could I say it better myself?), "Put away your wine" (as well as your whine, but that will be left for another day, and another verse).
Peace.
Thursday, May 12, 2005
this may come as a shock to some...
Just something I would like to share out of my journal (I'm afraid I got a bit carried away there at the end):
May 8, 2005
I just finished watching a movie about FDR (featuring Kenneth Branagh), in which I discovered that I love this country I live in! I love what it stands for, that all humans have equal standing, a reflection that we are all the same in God’s sight. I love the natural beauty, found at the wide expanse of the ocean, the magnificent national parks, and the quietly rolling fields of Missouri in an early morning dew, with graceful deer gliding across. I love the diversity; although we naturally gravitate towards those who are similar to us, there is so much to learn from those who are dissimilar. I love the fact that there is so much opportunity available to those who work hard. I love the national pride in the waving of a flag, saying that I am glad to belong here.
I guess before I thought that in order to love this country, I had to buy into the bigoted “U.S. Supremacy” idea, that no other place could even come close to comparing. But I haven’t completely swung the other way, saying that the U.S. is perfect, the best this world has ever seen, or that I’ve given up my loyalties to Chile. The truth is, I still love Chile, as a grown child who sees the faults of a parent, realizing that no one is perfect, but chooses to still love them because of gratitude, and all those things that even so makes her smile.
And oh! If I can love the countries of my earthly citizenship so much, recognizing that they are not perfect, yet proudly waving their flags within my heart, shall I not more be able to love the kingdom of my true citizenship? And how my heart yearns within me for a perfect country, without imperfections which must be explained to non-citizens!
Although a citizen, I have felt like an outsider my entire life! Yet one day, people will be able to identify me by my characteristics, knowing exactly where my citizenship lies. And then I will finally have come home!
Oh, to reach with mortal fingers and grasp immortality!
Oh, to dream within a finite mind of the riches of infinity…
May 8, 2005
I just finished watching a movie about FDR (featuring Kenneth Branagh), in which I discovered that I love this country I live in! I love what it stands for, that all humans have equal standing, a reflection that we are all the same in God’s sight. I love the natural beauty, found at the wide expanse of the ocean, the magnificent national parks, and the quietly rolling fields of Missouri in an early morning dew, with graceful deer gliding across. I love the diversity; although we naturally gravitate towards those who are similar to us, there is so much to learn from those who are dissimilar. I love the fact that there is so much opportunity available to those who work hard. I love the national pride in the waving of a flag, saying that I am glad to belong here.
I guess before I thought that in order to love this country, I had to buy into the bigoted “U.S. Supremacy” idea, that no other place could even come close to comparing. But I haven’t completely swung the other way, saying that the U.S. is perfect, the best this world has ever seen, or that I’ve given up my loyalties to Chile. The truth is, I still love Chile, as a grown child who sees the faults of a parent, realizing that no one is perfect, but chooses to still love them because of gratitude, and all those things that even so makes her smile.
And oh! If I can love the countries of my earthly citizenship so much, recognizing that they are not perfect, yet proudly waving their flags within my heart, shall I not more be able to love the kingdom of my true citizenship? And how my heart yearns within me for a perfect country, without imperfections which must be explained to non-citizens!
Although a citizen, I have felt like an outsider my entire life! Yet one day, people will be able to identify me by my characteristics, knowing exactly where my citizenship lies. And then I will finally have come home!
Oh, to reach with mortal fingers and grasp immortality!
Oh, to dream within a finite mind of the riches of infinity…
and today's power verse is...
So the other day I was reading through the book of Ruth, and it struck me that I had found a verse which KOBC had not yet used for their daily power verse.
"May the LORD grant that each of you will find rest in the home of another husband."
Ruth 1:9
With this verse, they will show that they are compassionate towards their female listeners who are either widowed, divorced, or adulterers--that often overlooked corner of society.
(Oh, for the resurrection of the Doggy Door . . .)
"May the LORD grant that each of you will find rest in the home of another husband."
Ruth 1:9
With this verse, they will show that they are compassionate towards their female listeners who are either widowed, divorced, or adulterers--that often overlooked corner of society.
(Oh, for the resurrection of the Doggy Door . . .)
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