Embracing Accusation

Why is it that music can speak to my heart and soul so quickly? I love going to the Village because I know Scripture will be opened and read, meditated on, tracked with, broken down and applied. In addition to that is the music, not your traditional music usually, but praise filled, heart felt, hand raising or chest tapping lyrics that I can't help but sing out with in awe and reverence for my King. Then there's always the song(s) that bring tears to my eyes for various reasons or ones that literally put me in my chair in prayer. Last Saturday night was certainly no exception.

Embracing Accusation (Shane and Shane)

The Father of Lies coming to steal, kill, and destroy all my hopes of being good enough.
I hear him saying, "cursed are the ones who can't abide," He's right. Halleluiah, he's right.
The devil is preaching the song of the redeemed. That I am cursed and gone astray.
I cannot gain salvation, embracing accusation.
Could the Father of lies be telling the truth to me tonight?
If the penalty of sin is death, then death is mine.
I hear him saying, "cursed are the ones who can't abide". He's right. Halleluiah, he's right.
The devil is preaching the song of the redeemed. That I am cursed and gone astray.
I cannot gain salvation.
Oh the devil is singing over me the age old song... that I am cursed and gone astray.
Singing the first verse so conveniently, he's forgotten the refrain.
JESUS SAVES.

Galatians 3:13 Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us- for it is written," Cursed is everyone who is hanged on a tree"-so that in Christ Jesus the blessing of Abraham might come to the Gentiles, so that we might RECEIVE THE PROMISED SPIRIT THROUGH FAITH. (the forgotten refrain of the deceiver)

Jesus, thank you for the refrain, help me to hear it above the lies of the deceiver.

Twenty Questions

Who thought of this game anyway?

Maybe I have one answer for now, maybe 17 answers.

Forgetting what I wanted (want), why I said yes, for how long it will be, what the sun looks like, etc. Not understanding how I am supposed to teach with ten thousand meetings to attend, and countless tests to give to the children, even before they've been taught the concepts...

I wait every morning for them to walk into that classroom. Wondering did they have enough to eat last night? Have they gotten to take a bath, did they get to sleep in a bed, was anyone home when they got there or when they went to bed? Who got to hear "I love you?" Many other questions I don't dare try to write or answer.

And you know what plays in my head? One of my dearest friends knows exactly what it is and I don't even have to tell her. She knows because it's in her heart and head too.

My passion for what I really want to do has not changed. I don't know why I answered the phone that summer day, or agreed to an interview, or said yes at the offering and gave up the rest of my summer and apparently year to pursue this. I don't even know if I'm doing it right. But Monday through Friday at 7:30 a.m. none of that matters, just seeing 17 children coming into Room 17 is all that matters. And until they are accounted for, nothing else matters. The rest of the day, that's another story!

For now, for at least the next few months, beyond that, I don't really know, but for now...

You're the God of this City, You're the King of this People, You're the Lord of this Nation You Are There is No One Like You God...

Twenty Questions

Let's play 20 questions!!
When you know the answer, just ring your buzzer, and tell me the answer!!
I will ask the questions, you will answer each question.
When you know the answer, gently tap your buzzer (like this, show how to softly rub arm to make it tickle)and give me the correct answer.
I have played this game many times and am really hoping for some answers worth reading.
Does everyone understand the perimeters of the game? I ask questions, you ring in with answer. The sooner the better!
Your answer may not be in the form of a question. I ask the questions!

1. What was I thinking?
2. How long?
3. Why?
4. What does the sun look like?
5. What was I thinking?
6. How to you protect against chapped eyes?
7. Does holding your breath cause heart malfunctions?
8. Did I do this?
9. Why can't I just say thank you?
10. How long can I ask for something before I just get completely tuned out?
11. When the students see me, do they see Him?
12. Do I?
13. Can I see past the end of my nose?
14. What kind of carpet should I get?
15. Would anyone care to paint walls this weekend? I think they need it ( plus there will be fumes! lol)
16. How can there possibly be a need for so many meetings? and paperwork?
17. Will my students learn?
18. Will I see my dream?
19. What's red and brown and striped all over?
20. How long have I been a whiney hiney?

Apparently your buzzers work as well as mine.

Did I mention I put my full faith and trust in God the Father? I do! I am not a infant in need of milk, I need real answers to real questions. This is the meat. I no longer believe the answers are found in "religion." They are found in a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. They are found in the Gospel. He doesn't need me to have relationship but I need Him. He uses that double edged sword and lays me open and pierces me through bone and marrow. I scream and cry and beg but still am laid open. Now what? I think about mom. Dad said when they went into her bone marrow for a sample, she laid there in total pain, tears streaming, but never complained. Guess I'm not as much like her as I thought. It really shouldn't surprise me, He created my innermost being,He knit me together in her womb, He already knows everything about me, inside and out. How far will I unravel before He has to get those knitting needles out again? The piercing is for me, to awaken me to reality. Yes, I would love to hear answers, to know what I am supposed to be learning through this. Patience? Fortitude?Faith? Am I being protected from something? Is it a plan for my benefit to wait out the economy to have a successful business? I just wish I could see the plan. But that really isn't the way, is it? So I'm putting on my big girl panties and pushing forward! I love Jesus, really I do.