Taking a small Denture for something God gave me today at church.
Long ago there were many more Twinkling Lights in the starry sky. these Twinkling Lights told the story of the Creator and pointed the Imago Deo to Him. But it was not always to be.
one night on of Star looked down at the world and saw a flickering light in the dark depths of the ocean. the next night from her orbit above the earth she spotted it again and the little star pointed it out to her friends. the story of the Flickering light of the sea spread through out the nights sky and there was much debate about what it was and meant.
Many wanted to go down to find out what the Flickering light was.
But the Greater Lights, the sun and the moon, warned the little Twinkling Lights that this mysterious Flicker of light in the sea was dangerous. they the lights of the sky were to point the Imago Deo to their creator. there was nothing in the sea that would be helpful in this mission.
Sadly many of the Twinkling Lights did not listen to the warning of the greater lights. they agreed instead to go to the sea and find out what it was. So on a dark night when the greater lights were not to be seen this band of stars left the sky and went down to the earth. as they flung themselves after the flickering light they found their own light was extinguished and they fell into the depth of the sea. Here the Flickering Light was nothing, just an empty reflection. try as they may they could not get back to the sky and exhausted they settled on the floor of the sea. they learned to survive, scavenging for food among the rocks.
But their Creator did not forget about them. with every tide he sends a current which would carry them back to the sky where they belong. if they would just let go of the rocks they now cling to.
The drum is the pulse of a marching band, everyone is part of a band, they just have to find the right pulse to know whether or not they are marching to the right beat
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Alone
Then he returned to his disciples and found them sleeping. "Could you men not keep watch with me for one hour?" he asked Peter. "Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the body is weak." When he came back, he again found them sleeping, because their eyes were heavy. So he left them and went away once more and prayed the third time, saying the same thing.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Cup of Suffering
"Abba", Father," he said, "everything is possible for you. Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done." And After Jesus said this, he looked toward heaven and prayed: "Father, the time has come. Glorify your Son, that your Son may glorify you. For you granted him authority over all people that he might give eternal life to all those you have given him. Now this is eternal life: that they may know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent. I have brought you glory on earth by completing the work you gave me to do. And now, Father, glorify me in your presence with the glory I had with you before the world began."
Monday, March 16, 2009
Overwhelmed with Sorrow
"Sit here while I go over there and pray...My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of Death. Stay here and keep watch with me...My father, if it is possible may this cup be taken from me yet not as I will but as you will...Could you men not keep watch with me for one hour?...My father, if it is not possible for this cup to be taken unless I drink it may you will be done..."
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
in to the Garden
They came to a place named Gethsemane; and he said to his disciples "Sit here until I have prayed." And He took with him Peter, James, and John, and began to be very distressed and troubled. And he said to them, "My soul is deep grieved to the point of death remain here and keep watch."
Mark 14:32-34
Jesus had much on his mind so he went to pray but he did not go by himself. he brought three of his friends with him to pray with him. we are told that when two or more are gathered Christ is with us. when we are distressed and we go to God in prayer over our distressed we are right to bring others with us for straight and comfort. There is straight in numbers.
Friday, March 06, 2009
In the Garden
Most people when they think of the Lenten season they are reminded of the forty days Jesus fasted in the wilderness. how ever this year i would like to focus on Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane. there we have a beautiful picture of Jesus in his humanness and his godness knelling before God Praying for what he was about to do. the last couple of months i have realized there is much going on in this passage of the gospels so this passage of scripiture will be the focus of my blogging during the the forty days of lent.
to get things started we have a hymn that puts us inthe setting of the Garden.
'NEATH THE OLD OLIVE TREES
'Neath the stars of the night
Walked the Saviour of light,
In the garden of dew-ladened breeze;
Where no light could be found,
Jesus knelt on the ground,
There He prayed 'neath the old olive trees.
Chorus
'Neath the old olive trees,
'Neath the old olive trees,
Went the Saviour alone on His knees:
"Not My will, Thine be done,"
Cried the Father's own Son,
As He knelt 'neath the old olive trees.
All the sins of the world
On the Saviour was hurled,
As He knelt in the garden alone;
Hear His soul-burdened plea,
Let this cup pass from Me,
"Even so, not My will, Thine be done."
May my song ever be
Of the love proffered me,
By my Lord all alone on His knees:
Praise His wonderful name,
He who bore all my blame,
As He knelt 'neath the old olive trees.
Chorus
to get things started we have a hymn that puts us inthe setting of the Garden.
'Neath the stars of the night
Walked the Saviour of light,
In the garden of dew-ladened breeze;
Where no light could be found,
Jesus knelt on the ground,
There He prayed 'neath the old olive trees.
Chorus
'Neath the old olive trees,
'Neath the old olive trees,
Went the Saviour alone on His knees:
"Not My will, Thine be done,"
Cried the Father's own Son,
As He knelt 'neath the old olive trees.
All the sins of the world
On the Saviour was hurled,
As He knelt in the garden alone;
Hear His soul-burdened plea,
Let this cup pass from Me,
"Even so, not My will, Thine be done."
May my song ever be
Of the love proffered me,
By my Lord all alone on His knees:
Praise His wonderful name,
He who bore all my blame,
As He knelt 'neath the old olive trees.
Chorus
'Neath the old olive trees,
'Neath the old olive trees,
Went the Saviour alone on His knees:
"Not My will, Thine be done,"
Cried the Father's own Son,
As He knelt 'neath the old olive trees.
Went the Saviour alone on His knees:
"Not My will, Thine be done,"
Cried the Father's own Son,
As He knelt 'neath the old olive trees.
--B. B. McKinney
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