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Monday, April 20, 2009

I seriously love this quote

17 gallons of tears
(by a fellow etsy seller)

My absolute most favouritest current quote, of which I could read 50 times and yet not tire of, is found below. At a time when "authenticity" is a popular spiritual fashion accessory, I crave to see it's existence proved through unabashed honest communication.
"You don't have to be around the church long to learn that where there is unity God blesses, and that where there is discord, He doesn't. Unity is the prelude and primary condition for power in prayer (Matt. 18:19). Unity always exist in the Spirit in the body, no matter how we fuss and fight, but unity must travel from spirit to soul to heart and mind and action before it bears fruit among men.

However, the quest for unity need not prevent discussion, difference of opinion, or even sharp disagreement. It is one thing to agree so deeply in heart and soul and spirit that we can violently disagree in mind, without disturbing unity or breaking the agreement which profits prayer. It is another to so let disagreements enlist angers and party spirit that inner energies are drafted to unconscious battles and conscious debates. Paul and Peter battled heavily (Gal. 1-2) and yet the Father worked stupendous miracles in and through both of them, and wherever they went the church prospered! Men fought Paul everywhere. Most of the letters of the New Testament are written about quarrels or are themselves involved in settling some dispute. Yet the early church was filled with power. We can fuss at each other strenuously without disturbing true unity. We must not so make an idol of unity that we drive necessary irritations of communication underground and so provide lip service to unity while we are inwardly frustrated into hating. The restoration of unity also means the restoration of honest communication. Anger, jealousy, spite, envy and the like tear the fabric of unity, not honest communication. If men's hearts are knit as one, the mental exercise of debate serves only to heighten respect and increases banter and fun. We need not fear to fuss and fight, as long as we immediately forgive and laughingly embrace. Unity moves from spirit to soul and heart by the route of openness, not tight-mouthed silence."

~ John Sanford, "The Elijah Task"

Thursday, April 2, 2009

it's confirmed, i'm a wishful dreamer!

life is but a dream
(by a fellow etsy seller)


Not so long ago, I gained a step-dad in Lawrence at the age of 40, and I'm thrilled my mom has him in her life. I've been enjoying his recent comments. He has a way of challenging my thinking that is thought provoking. I love that because it's a rare gift. It's what I need and pray for.

Here's something interesting he said yesterday in the comments:
"What you are hinting at requires a genuine heart desire filled with love and laying everything else aside. This requires a cost and i'm not sure that there are those who really want to move with God that strongly, because of the work and effort it would take to make a change. The buzz words being mindsets and paradigms."
Ah, the path of least resistance! Though I'll never resign myself to the status quo, I guess this confirms once again that I have and always will be a dreamer. :-)

This girl will continue to believe that Jesus' way will always be cutting edge, radical, and new. Although God is not confined by the 66 books of the Bible, I'll also continue to believe that the principles laid out in the NT for having a healthy community are timeless.

In the end, my heart cry is not for something new (we already have that), but for healthy maturing Christian community where we reflect the nature and the heart of Jesus, in spite of ourselves.

Monday, February 16, 2009

forces of enchantment
The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous
feeling of the words being there, written in
invisible ink, and clamoring to become visible.

~Nabokov ~

Monday, January 19, 2009

the trodden path

winter farm ~ david hayward
"The snow is lying very deep.
My house is sheltered from the blast.
I hear each muffled step outside,
I hear each voice go past.
But I'll not venture in the drift
Out of this bright security,
Till enough footsteps come and go
To make a path for me."
~ Agnes Lee