Friday, May 28, 2010

"Words"

If you have a second, please
read THIS.

My favorite line is the last 3 words:

"Here I am"

Is it a promise from her savior?
or a promise to her savior?

Monday, May 24, 2010

"The Obituaries"

This may seem a little morbid, even a
little off, but I was scrolling through
the obituaries this morning online
of the local rag... paper. I would say,
perusing. I did have purpose, but
not one pertinent to this rambling.

As I was scrolling down, and down,
and down... something hit me right
between the eyes, penetrated my heart.

There is a day coming where
a bad black and white photo of me
will be placed on this list, next to
my name, a clickable name sending
the clicker to some sort of summary
of my life.

Just as man is destined to die once...
Hebrews 9:27 NIV

A day is coming. Can't be denied.
Am I prepared to meet that day;
And meet the hope of that day?

Emphatically, YES!

I know that I am a stumbling, bumbling
ignorant fool... a filthy rag... with no
redeemable qualities; THANKS BE TO
GOD FOR HIS AMAZING GRACE!
Because without it, who I am is how I
would die.

Harsh? I don't think so. It's what
I deserve. I don't deserve a break.
I don't deserve a pardon. I don't
deserve mercy.

But that's exactly what I have received.
Grace, a pardon, mercy... all undeserved...
given as a free gift. Again, THANKS BE TO GOD.

Romans 6

Saturday, May 22, 2010

"Operation Dart Gun"

For 1 full hour, war erupted in our little home.
Bullets flying everywhere.
Shots to the head...
Shots to the heart...
Shots the the buttocks...
Shots here, shots there.
There were shots everywhere.
Ambushes.
Sneak Attacks.
Blitzes.
We had it all.

And I'm sure we'll find nerf darts everywhere
over the next few weeks... and that's fine by
me; 'cause there is nothing like shooting
one of your kids without actually hurting
them.

Of course, the shoot back.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

"Marc-Andre Fleury"


The Last Save of the 2009 Stanley Cup Finals. PENS WIN!


To win a Stanley Cup, you have to have

a goaltender who will, at the most critical
time, make a save. But even more than
that, a goaltender who is steady all
game long. Even more than that, a
goaltender who has a short memory
after relinquishing a goal.

Now, I could have talked baseball closers,
but since baseball is dead to me (thank you
Buccos) I chose hockey.

Now, I could have talked soccer goalie,
but does anyone really like soccer, futbol,
anyway?

Now, I could have talked coupons.

Our God is a God who saves;
from the Sovereign LORD
comes escape from death.

Psalm 68:20 (NIV)

Thankfully for all of us,
God at the most perfect time
sent His son to take our
penalty upon himself...
and save us from destruction.

Thankfully for all of us,
God is steady... He is
the same yesterday, today and forever.

And Thankfully for all of us,
he doesn't relinquish anything.

You see, at just the right time,
when we were still powerless,
Christ died for the ungodly.
Very
rarely will anyone die for a righteous man,
though for a good man someone
might possibly dare to die.
But God demonstrates his own
love for us in this: While we were
still sinners, Christ died for us.

Romans 5:6-8 (NIV)

Saturday, May 1, 2010

"1 Corinthians 13"

"If I speak in the tongues of men
and of angels, but have not love,
I am only a resounding gong or a
clanging cymbal. If I have the gift
of prophecy and can fathom all
mysteries and all knowledge, and if
I have a faith that can move
mountains, but have not love,
I am nothing. If I give all I possess
to the poor and surrender my body
to the flames, but have not love,
I gain nothing.

Love is patient,
love is kind.
It does not envy,
it does not boast,
it is not proud.
It is not rude,
it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects,
always trusts,
always hopes,
always perseveres.

Love never fails.

But where there are prophecies,

they will cease;
where there are tongues,
they will be stilled;
where there is knowledge,
it will pass away.
For we know in part
and we prophesy in part,
but when perfection comes,
the imperfect disappears.

When I was a child,
I talked like a child,
I thought like a child,
I reasoned like a child.

When I became a man,
I put childish ways behind me.

Now we see but a poor reflection
as in a mirror; then we shall see
face to face.
Now I know in part;
then I shall know fully,
even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain:

faith, hope and love.

But the greatest of these is love."

1 Corinthians 13 (NIV)