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PaW, Moses and Restoration

25 Jan

So it’s Monday, and my blog is regarding something that happened yesterday.  I’m so impressed with myself for actually sitting down within 24 hours of being inspired. (Patting myself on the back right now.)  But before I get started let me just say, I have been binge listening to the Happy Hour podcast by Jamie Ivey.  The premise is her talking with friends on topics ranging from adoption and God’s calling on your life to 90s heart throbs and eyelash extensions. You should listen to it.  You will be happy.  You’re welcome!

Ok, back to Sunday.  Praise and Worship or PaW because I’m too lazy to type it out.  I LOVE PaW. I listen to my “Bethel” station on Pandora pretty much all day long; yes it is playing right now.  Bethel means “the house of God.”  I love this so much I’m trying (unsuccessfully might I add) to convince my husband if our baby is a girl, this NEEDS to be her name.  We have a boy’s name, but not a girl’s name.  This makes for fun conversations at night when we’re both exhausted and delirious.

Dang it, rabbit trail.  Ok, back to Sunday.  I love PaW.  I love singing my heart out about how good God is.  My husband plays bass on the PaW team at our church so I know all the songs and, let me tell you, I feel like such a groupie when they do a new song and no one knows the words…but I do!

I’m gonna be honest here.  Lots of times, even though I’m singing, my mind is wondering.  I look around at other people and see them completely engrossed in it and I’m totally jealous.  I love seeing people crying during PaW because I know God is doing something miraculous in them.  Healing something that needs to be healed, confirming something that needs confirmation, reminding them that He is just and faithful and love.

I’m not one of those that just stands still with arms crossed during PaW.  Nope.  I’m a mover and a shaker and my hands are raised.  Well usually one is and the other is moving like Mariah Carey’s or Christina Aguilera’s.  My husband makes fun of me and calls this my signature move. Sunday my arms got tired and I randomly thought I wish I was Moses and people were here to hold my arms up.  If you’ve been raised in the church you know what I’m talking about. If not, let me explain:

Moses was the leader of the Israelites and they were at battle.  As long as Moses’ hands were raised they were winning, but when he got tired and lowed his hands, they were loosing.  So 2 guys found a stone for him to sit on and held his arms up so that his hands were steady till sunset. (My very basic interpretation of Exodus 17:8-16)  As I said earlier, my mind wanders during PaW so for it to wander to something biblical was quite a shock to me! lol

I’ve heard sermons on this passage about supporting our leaders.  About how our leaders need us just as much as we need them.  We need to rally around them and support them and lift them up in prayer.  I FULLY agree with this.  I love my pastors and can’t imagine doing life without them and my husband and I support them whenever we can.

However; I also think there is a second point in this passage.  That we need to be PaWing God AT.ALL.TIMES.  When we are in the thick of it and battling for our lives.  When we are too tired to go on.  When we don’t see the point of going on.  When we feel heartbroken and alone.  When even breathing is a struggle.

When we are in this place of brokenness, that’s when God is doing what He does best; restoring! The Lord is close to the brokenhearted; He rescues those whose spirt is crushed.  (Psalm 34:18.)  (You can stand on this verse.  It’s a promise from God and God is truth and doesn’t lie!) When we are in tune with God and allow Him in, we are forever changed.  Not only will God draw near to us, He will send others to walk through this hell with us.  I say this, but I personally struggle with it.  When I’m in the thick of it, I don’t want people to feel sorry for me.  I don’t want them to quote me scripture; I want them to acknowledge this sucks and that I’ll get through it.  When my mom died, I made my husband go to work that day because I knew he wanted to comfort me but all I wanted to do was clean my floor.  Yes, I’m horrible person and I need Jesus.  I.KNOW.THIS.AND.CLAIM.IT.

Anyway…if you’re in the thick of it, I hope you know you are not alone.  Depression, sickness, anxiety, addiction, death, fear and doubt have no place in God’s presence! I pray you find rest and peace.  It sucks but you will get through it!!

Thanks for allowing me to share my world with you…welcome to my brain!

 

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Something about music

13 Sep

But now bring me a musician.  Then it happened when the musician played, the the hand of the Lord came upon him.  –  2 Kings 3:15

To me, music represents emotions.  They can be happy emotions: Gittin’ Jiggy Wit It or Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go.  They can be heart-broken emotions: We’ve Got Tonight or Last Kiss, the Pearl Jam version of course.  They can be love emotions: Something or Fight For Your Honor.  They can also be just pure awesome: Let’s Stay Together or Groove is in the Heart.  Whatever emotion you’re feeling, it can be expressed in music.  I love music, if you can’t tell by the selection above, I love all kinds of music.

Music.  It’s honest, pure and raw.  I think that’s why God loves music too.  Music is talked about all throughout the Bible.  People worshiped and lamented to music.  Lots of church services start out with music.  It’s a time to enter into the presence of God and just worship and love on God.  I’ve cried many a times during praise and worship.  I’ve cried tears of joy because of God’ pure awesomeness and faithfulness.  I’ve cried tears of sadness and tears of repentiveness.  (I thought repentiveness was a real word but my spell checker doesn’t like it.)

Back to the verse….Then it happened when the music played, the hand of the Lord came upon him.

Remember, I said music is honest?

I’m reading this verse like this: then it happened when the musician played (got honest with God,) the hand of the Lord came upon him.

God wants us to be honest with Him.  He knows what’s in our hearts so why do we try to hide it?  I’ve had hard times in my life where I’ve been pissed at God and had some pretty strong words with Him. lol.  God gave us emotions and He wants us to use them so I thinks it’s ok to be mad at God, for a short time, but then you have to get over it and move on.

I’ve got some things going on in my life right now that are a struggle.  Things I don’t like and  I don’t understand why they’re happening and I don’t know what lesson I’m supposed to learn from them.  BUT I know I’m supposed to worship God anyway, so that’s what I do.

The day after I came across this verse, I was driving to work listening to “90s on 9” (thank you Sirius for the free promotional music.)  I was thinking about stuff and I remembered the verse.  So, as hard as it was, I turned off 90s on 9, and put in a DCB* cd instead…it was time to get honest and just love on God.

I know God is with me.  I know even though houses we put offers on keep falling through, that we won’t end up homeless.  I know even though our 12 month apartment lease ended and we are paying out the butt for monthly rent, that we won’t go broke.  I know even though D’s CHIPS might not get renewed, that she won’t be without health insurance.  I know God is with me but it’s so easy to get wrapped up in the crappy stuff that we forget the good stuff.

Whatever you’re going through, put on some music and just get real.

I woke up with this song in my head.  I think you should listen to it.

Thanks for allowing me to share my world with you…welcome to my brain.