My Lips Shall Praise Thee
Psa 63:2-4 To see thy power and thy glory, so as I have seen thee in the sanctuary.Because thy lovingkindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee.Thus will I bless thee while I live: I will lift up my hands in thy name
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Biblical Political View
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Chariots of Fire
We can also find hope in Jeremiah 32:26-28 (KJV):
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Nothing ever looks the same after a storm.
As I was worshiping God this morning, my thoughts were running rampant as I collected all the dead limbs that had fallen across the path I walked. They were the result of one of the worst tornados to hit our nation in a very long time. I could tell God was speaking; I just couldn't bring my thoughts together. So I prayed and asked God to gather my thoughts that were scattered on the four winds and bring them together. I continued to praise him and then God answered my prayer with a short sentence.
I have seen many storms in my life time. While in the midst of the storm, you don't often see change taking place, but after the storm you see change the changes. Storms always bring change. I remember our last ice storm. It brought down one of our trees that was almost 4' in diameter as well as other trees and branches. It took over a week working every day to clean up the limbs in our mobile home park.
Then there was the legendary snow storm. I say "legendary" because it was one of those dreaded wife things - you know, they say something idiotic like "don't park the truck in the pole barn. It could collapse" and I say something very intelligent like, "it has been standing for a lot of years and has seen many a snow storm." Then I add a smirk so that she can see my superior intellect bleeding through. It only took a week to dig the truck out from under the collapsed pole barn, but I've gained a hundred pounds from eating all that humble pie these many months since! But I will not be defeated - every bite I take is with a smirk, hoping she grows tired of baking the same old thing.
This last storm was a tornado. It was almost a mile wide and around fourteen miles long. It started on one side of town, went right through the middle of town, and didn't lift up until it had gone through another small town. Around thirty percent of our town destroyed. Eighty percent of the small town next to us was destroyed. It left in it's path over three billion dollars worth of damage. And it only took 30 minutes. That night found us clearing debris out of the streets for the fire department as they went house to house looking for survivors. The next morning we hit the streets again, but this time there was nothing hid by the darkness of night. As we drove through this town where I have spent the last eighteen years driving the streets, we had trouble navigating. There were no landmarks to go by. Slabs were wiped clean. Not even street sign survived the destruction. When we looked at our GPS, we were shocked to find that we were on a main road, one that we knew well. The landscape will never be the same; it will be forever changed because storms bring about change.
Bill Davis the chief meteorologist with the weather service in Springfield said the tornado was an act of nature. The fact that so many more people were not killed was an act of God. In the years to come people will drive through this town and see brand new houses, not knowing of the a old houses that were destroyed, many of them old and dilapidated. They won't remember Main Street past in it's hey day. All they will see is brand new buildings with a modern look, not realizing the loss of life or the many who lost everything because of the storm. All they will see is the change.
Most often in the wake of life's storms, mixed with the debris, you will find God's blessings. I have been confronted with many storms in life and each one brought about change for the good in my life. Nobody sees the old Bobby, just the change. My wife has been there to go through some of those storms with me and she has seen the change, but she has also seen the landscape before the storm. Most storms seem to last a lifetime but they are in reality just a brief moment in time that brings about change that lasts a lifetime.
Often, we can point to one particular storm that brought a complete change to our lives. It left you stronger, more resilient, but most importantly with a greater trust in God and a deeper love for Him. If we will take the time too sift through the debris of the storm we will always find another piece to the puzzle that will give us a greater understating of God and a better understanding of ourselves.
The purpose of the storm is always the same - to bring about change. So embrace the storm and except the change that it brings. God is bringing about an internal change with eternal results.
Psalms 107:25 - "These see the works of the LORD , and his wonders in the deep. For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof. They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit’s end. Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven. Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Living In The Fast Lane
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Storms of Life or Showers of Blessings?
We have within ourselves the power and authority to decide never to face another storm but only dwell in showers of blessings. As I walked and prayed this morning, I noticed the gray skies and knew that it could change quickly, as it usually does here in Missouri. I asked God to hold back the rain long enough for me to get to the place I call the Holy of Holies. It's my special place where I talk to God. I always find comfort and solitude there and I thought the thick canopy of trees would keep me from the brunt of the storm. I could hear the pitter patter of rain on the leaves as God began to share with me about the anatomy of a sin, which I will be posting on my blog very soon.
My thoughts took a drastic turn as thunder shook the trees. I continued to walk and talk to God through the trees slightly distracted but soon the thunder became a steady roll with intermittent loud booms that would disrupt my pace for an instant. With the constant roll of thunder came a lightning display that was unbelievable. I couldn't see the full view but was watching through the thick canopy of trees above me. Within moments, I was drenched. Then came the 1/4" to 1/2" hail stones that bounced off the brim of my hat. I found a big oak tree and nestled close hoping for a little more cover, praying that one of the many bolts of lightning didn't choose that tree to strike.
It was then that God lay on my heart that if I would continue on my walk and praise him, then he would turn this vicious storm into showers of blessings. So I did and He did. I walked and gave God praise. I no longer felt the cold drops of rain hitting me. The hail stopped but the rain become more intense, the thunder and lightning continuing as an orchestra to its final crescendo. But I was showered in God’s blessing.
After about thirty minutes, the full body of the storm had passed but the rain lingered behind with a light sprinkling for the rest of my time of worship. It was in this time that God spoke. It is in the storms of life that God ALWAYS speaks, but we don't always hear. It is because we get too busy looking at the storm to notice Jesus walking on the water. The next time a storm hits, instead of focusing on the storm, look for Jesus because He has something to say. You will be amazed at how quickly the storm will pass. I have lived long enough to be able to look back and see that all of my spiritual growth came from the storms of life. Now I endeavor to embrace the storms that confront me and look for Jesus, listening for His voice.
Mark 4: And he arose , and rebuked the wind , and said unto the sea , Peace , be still. And the wind ceased , and there was a great calm. And he said unto them, Why are ye so fearful? How is it that ye have no faith? And they feared exceedingly, and said one to another, What manner of man is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him?
Friday, May 6, 2011
How Do I Love Jesus More
At David Wilkerson's memorial a video was played. It listed many accomplishments and ministries that are now worldwide and though he is now with Christ, the workcontinues. What got my attention was at the very first of the video, it showed a television being turned off and the narrator saying, "David Wilkerson turned off his television." Before David Wilkerson accomplished anything, there was a commitment made and that commitment called him to prayer and his prayers sent him to the gang riddled streets of New York. When he found himself on the streets of New York, reaching out to gang members, he soon saw his faith Increase. As time passed his love for Christ had been made complete.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Decisions, Decisions, Decisions
This picture doesn't mean anything to anyone else but my wife and I. You might notice the tools strewn around, or me working on a tool trailer. You might take notice of three of my four children (Bobby Dale, Ruth, and Nathan) helping or hindering. Take your pick, they both apply! You might even notice that I was skinny, but you could never see what I see.
This picture was taken eighteen years ago as I prepared to move from Merced, California to Neosho, Missouri, 1500 miles away. I don't just see a picture that captures a mere second of time of my fifty years of life. I see eighteen years that grew out of that one second. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but this picture was worth eighteen years.
In this picture, I see my eldest, Bobby Dale, on the church staff. He and his wife, Kelly, are making a difference in young lives. I see Naomi blogging on marriage, her husband, Ben, active in foreign mission work, as well as going school to school teaching character and personal ethics to teens. I see Nathan and his wife, Jennifer, living in Vanuatu, living in what Americans would call a substandard way of life in a foreign land, sharing the gospel of Jesus Christ. I see Ruth working in children’s church, helping to make a difference in young lives, and her husband Robert going to Bible School because he feels God’s call on his life. Through the tears in my eyes, that’s what I see in this picture. The past eighteen years came out of just a moment of time, a picture, a decision to obey God.
Our decisions are always accompanied with the passing of time and in the end, the results of the decision. Most decisions you make are like seeds that have been planted. Once a decision is made, it begins to germinate, then soon, through the course of time, the decision bears fruit. You can't change the type of fruit that comes from the decision because that was determined when the decision was made.
In my case, it's here in this picture. I couldn't possibly see what would grow out of a decision made eighteen years ago, but God could. If God directs you to make a decision, just follow. He knows what seed He has given you, therefore He knows what fruit the decision will bare even if you don't have a clue.