Sunday, June 25, 2006

Every stroke the Lord lays on them with his punishing rod will be to the music of tambourines and harps, as he fights them in battle with the blows of his arm. (Isaiah 30:32)


Yessssss. Is it normal to get so stoked about "spiritual warfare"? It's weird, cuz it may not be something we think a whole lot about, but it is so much the centre of what goes on in our lives on a daily basis. And I love that as we worship God, He is laying blows down on our enemy. Come on- doesn't that pump you up a little? Satan is defeated to the sound of a loud, victorious shoutout or a sweet, gentle love song to Jesus. And not just one that we sing with our mouths- but with our hearts and our lives. It is easy to lose track of the reality sometimes. We get caught up in everyday stuff and habitual sins, and forget that we are in the midst of a raging battle. When we lift our eyes to Jesus, when we stand firm on His promises- when we choose Him and not our own vain pursuits, our lives comprise a part of this glorious soundtrack that accompany the enemy's defeat. Worship is our battle cry.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Want to read something beautiful? My brutha Trev wrote a little something about the way God satisfies every living thing- we just need to be looking in the right place! My favourite part is where he says, "When we recognize the open hand of God over our lives, this generation will know satisfaction in a way that the world will never understand." Oh, here- just read it yourself!

http://buststuffup.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_buststuffup_archive.html

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

I got my first fulltime paycheck yesterday. And might I just add, "Praise Jehovah". It really goes to show you, though, how clueless I am with regard to finances/ budgeting. In the same way that I flipped after paying tuition last January, wondering "where all the money went", I have been working a pretty steady work week these days, and yet was shocked to receive such "generous compensation". You know what though? It's a number on a piece of paper- and objectively, not a very large one. I am simply unacquainted with this concept; it has been a while. I can't help but realize how amazing God's provision is regardless of what it says on the paystub. A mere couple weeks ago, I was desperate for a pair of work pants that would fit me properly. I wanted to go shopping, but as it turned out, did not receive any holiday pay for my Alaskan excursion. So I continued to wear my baggy capris- the ones with "no bum", and that pull right off without any of that superfluous unzipping/ unbuttoning nonsense- while covering up with a work smock. And then all of a sudden, I was given a huge garbage bag full of elegant "hand-me-downs", through a friend of a sister-in-law of a friend, and everything fit me perfectly! I have 4 new pairs of pants, 3 skirts, a jacket, and 2 T-shirts. You see? God provides! I love it.

P.S. MacKenzie is coming along very well in our rehabilitation/ Dog Whispering sessions. He drops his soggy chew sticks in front of me now- a humble offering to the "alpha dog".

Friday, June 02, 2006

I plan to become the next "Dog Whisperer." You may choose to call me the "Whisperess". I will not compete with the man himself; rather, I will simply study his methods through the extreme and meticulous watching of his National Geographic show. Consider me his (unknown) protege. And then just watch my animal get smarter.