Keep Pressing On

The Impossible Dream!

It is Mother's Day and I am at home!

God is good all of the time! I am blessed and I am grateful, but I am tired, today. I let a little cough keep me from praising Him, with God's people.

Somebody said that they were preaching on Jochabed and I brooded about that through the entire night. If there is one person that I love and am spiritually envious of, in the Bible, it is Jochabed. She is the Christie Brinkley of the Bible to me. A model who got everything that I didn't. She stood in the face of terror and God answered her prayer for her son and gave her the privilege of rearing him and giving him God's truth in her mother's milk. I always remember my every deep and wholesome promises to God, when in the hospital and cry about the outworkings of faith and life. I didn't get to keep my firstborn son. I got many more, after, but there is nothing like mother's grief at the loss of one. My life represents the grief of the children of Israel's mothers throughout that generation. All of those mothers looked at Jochabed, like I do. God will and does come and fill our hearts with Himself and that has to be enough, when the questions are unanswered. But until then, my heart will go on singing. Everytime I hear her name, I just want to punch her. God's word and time has not diminished that feeling and I cannot imagine that it ever will.

Is the Worship and Praise Knocked out of you?

is your joy a thing of the past?There may be garbage in the temple.

Just a thought

What are we contending for? Talk and dominion over the airwaves are not a thing to be contended for, if our souls are not conforming to Christ. Are we giving up Christ for the privilege of talking about Him? I say to my soul, soul, first, you must live for Christ and then live for Him. I cannot have and express the joy of the Lord if my soul is in shambles, or the shackles of briars and brambles of my own forging. Help me, Lord to be complete in my expressions of contrition that will reflect in my worship and life. In Jesus' Name! Amen.

Help my praise to be full of real expression and not just empty rhetoric.