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Horse Hockey

The last couple of days, Dave, Bill & I have spent a significant amount of time talking about Oprah and the courses that she is teaching/endorsing. I have heard from so many of you, and am touched by the response to pray for her. Without question, I feel an obligation to call out this rubbish. One area that I was concerned about – however – was the response that bringing this to the airwaves would generate. I can safely speak for The Morning Cruise that we are not about bashing anyone or raging a war. As a matter of fact, we feel there is probably NOT a more ineffective way! It makes us cringe when we get painted with the same brush as a “street corner bullhorn guy”. That doesn’t work!! It thrills me to see that so many of our listening family feel the same way. Jesus spoke truth – without condemnation.

I received this email from a friend of mine, and it pretty much sums up my feelings/attitude towards the subject. The only thing I will add is to remember 1 Peter 3:15. It says:

But in your hearts set apart Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this with gentleness and respect.
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By:
Randy Kilgore
mailto:KilgoreRandy@madetomatter.org
http://www.madetomatter.org/

I tell you the truth, until heaven and earth disappear, not the smallest letter, not the least stroke of a pen, will by any means disappear from the Law until everything is accomplished. -Jesus, in Matthew 5:18

My grandfather’s favorite spot was a rocking chair in the cozy living room of the home he and his sons built with their own hands. He earned that soft chair by spending hard, hard years in the coal mines, and driving tractor-trailers. Others would describe him as a tough old bird who was happy to fight at the drop of a hat. With me, he was always mischievous and uncharacteristically gentle. So far as I’m able to know, he never made a profession of faith in Christ, and I never once saw him darken the doors of a church for anything but a wedding or funeral.

Every Saturday night for as long as I can remember, I sat in that living room, unknowingly molded by the reactions he gave to the things I said. When something didn’t pass the “horse sense” test, he always said the same thing: “That’s just horse hockey.”

I was a dreamer in high school, naively convinced there were easy solutions to the world’s problems if we all “just tried a little harder”. “TJHH”, he would say. My sophomore year, I decided it was time to do more than just talk about my dreams, and so I joined a group called P.E.A.C.E.-People for Emotional Adjustment and Community Enlightenment. With a group of faculty members and other students, we attended an out-of-town conference just full of ideas for promoting peace and love in the midst of the Vietnam War era. The following Saturday night, sitting in the rocking chair next to my grandfather’s, watching one of our beloved John Wayne war movies, I started describing some of the things I’d “learned” at the conference.

“TJHH”, he muttered, trying hard to hear the movie over my jabbering. I didn’t get the message, and kept on talking. After awhile, he reached over and grabbed the arm of my rocker and stopped its swaying. Eye to eye just feet away, he stared at me, obviously angry. For a few moments he just sat there glaring, and I didn’t move. Then his face grew softer and he leaned back in his chair and sighed. “Randy”, he said as he started rocking his own chair, “we’ve all been young once. Nary a one of us hasn’t wished we could fix things, and nothing you’ve said is anything new.” (Long pause here.) “None of it works. It’s all just horse hockey.”

Then he leaned forward and named a chapter and verse from the Bible. It was a game we played, usually when he had friends over. I would recite the verse from memory and he would beam with pride that one of his grandkids was “going to be a preacher.” On this night, it was just us, and I quoted the verse from memory.

“That’s the place to find your answers,” he said. End of discussion.

With that, he turned his attention back to John Wayne, who happened to be leading a charge up another hill.

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about those days when I was certain the world’s problems were easy to solve. I just knew if I willed it so, I could make it be that way. Like my father and grandfather, and your father and grandfather, I quickly discovered no amount of willing or wishing or working was going to easily fix what’s wrong with this world.

Many, many of you readers have written in alarm over Oprah’s new embrace of Marianne Williamson’s embrace of Helen Schucman’s obviously heretical book, A Course on Miracles. Several of you have already fitted Oprah for the Antichrist banner.

Let me be clear: There is nothing remotely acceptable to God about Ms. Schucman’s book. It contains statements contradictory to Scripture and inconsistent with truth, human or divine. There is also nothing remotely useful in Marianne Williamson’s commentaries on that book, which is indeed available on Oprah’s website and radio programs. In fact, there is great harm there, as it sweeps well-meaning seekers down a road that looks and smells like truth, but isn’t.

Oprah should know better, certainly. Given the influential role God has laid at her doorstep, one could even argue she has an added responsibility to be even more cautious about endorsing or enabling teaching that contradicts the Bible. But Oprah isn’t the Antichrist; and she’s not even anti-Christ. I suspect Oprah just doesn’t have someone close to her with the courage to say what my grandfather always said: “That’s just horse hockey.”

With the same spirit I had when I joined P.E.A.C.E., and a bigger heart than I’ve ever had, I think she just wishes she could find a way to fix things faster, bigger, smarter. A Course in Miracles certainly isn’t that fix.

The right response to Oprah is prayer and candor, not the vicious attacks I’ve seen passing out of the mouths and emails of Christians who are ordinarily gentle. We should pray for God to sit in a rocker next to Oprah and gently remind her that everything that contradicts the Bible is just HH.

Then we should pull out our own Bibles and do just what Scripture tells us to do: Arm ourselves with a keen knowledge of the Word so we can know the difference between truth and “horse hockey.”

Half Truth is NOT Truth . . .

I’m disappointed. I’ve watched Oprah for years, and have even used segments from her shows as content for my own shows many, many times. As a matter of fact, I flew to the Oprah show with some radio winners back during my country radio days and had a blast! We even had a few minutes with her after the show.

For the last few years, I’ve had a prick in my spirit with some of the things that were said on her show. I chalked it up to her just being “PC on TV”. (ex: interviews with Tom Cruise, John Travolta, etc.) I still (chose) to believe that Oprah was a Christian based on the things that I heard her profess and communicate in the past. I felt that she had been moving away from what I originally knew her (or thought I knew) her to be. However, after reading her website and viewing some clips from a few on-line classes, I have surmised that she doesn’t believe the way that I hoped she did. And this makes me sad. Very sad. Sad for her, and sad for the millions of women (and I’m sure a few men too) who will buy into the half truths that she is teaching.

Here are a couple of excerpts from her website:

Lesson 67

This exercise leads you to the truth about yourself by reminding you that you are God’s creation. As you repeat the truth, you are created holy, kind, helpful and perfect; you shed the false self images of the ego mind.

Love created me like itself.

Today’s idea is a complete and accurate statement of what you are. This is why you are the light of the world. This is why God appointed you as the world’s savior. This is why the Son of God looks to you for his salvation. He is saved by what you are. We will make every effort today to reach this truth about you, and to realize fully, if only for a moment, that it is the truth.

Say what?? I had to read it a couple of times just to make sure I was reading it correctly! Yes, it is true that we are God’s creation. Yes, we are to be the light of the world. But God appointed us as the world’s savior? If this is true . . . oh my stars . . . God, help us all! The Son of God looks to us for his salvation? If the Son of God is looking to us for his salvation, we might as well end it all tonight! Granted, the above was written by Marianne Williamson. But Oprah is endorsing this on her website under the lessons, “A Course in Miracles”.

Here’s one other:

Lesson 64

To review our last few lessons, your function here is to be the light of the world, a function given you by God. It is only the arrogance of the ego that leads you to question this, and only the fear of the ego that induces you to regard yourself as unworthy of the task assigned to you by God Himself. The world’s salvation awaits your forgiveness, because through it does the Son of God escape from all illusions, and thus from all temptation. The Son of God is you.

The last line absolutely breaks my heart! It’s appalling. I think about the millions of women who visit this site daily, much less the ones that are participating in this study. I picture them with gaping holes in their hearts, and saying to themselves: “Ah-ha! this is the answer I’ve been looking for!” Granted, it does sound deep and even somewhat “spiritual”. But it’s not the truth. Sadly, they’ve completed 83 “lessons”. I could’ve cut and pasted dozens of other examples. There are plans for 365.

Please hear that I am NOT about bashing Oprah. This is not my goal. She does A LOT of good. She’s one of the most philanthropic people in the world! She’s funny, kind, caring and engaging. But . . . she is deceived.

Jesus is the Son of God. He is the way, the truth, and the life. And no one comes to the Father but thru Him. (John 14:6) Oprah was quoted as saying that Jesus is one way to the Father. She’s mistaken. He is the ONLY way.

My heart is heavy. Boy, do I have some praying to do. Will you join me?

Jesus . . . the very YES of God!

There’s nothing like reading scripture and have it wash over you like you’re hearing it for the first time.

Truly hear this today:

Colossians: 2: 9-14
For in Christ all the fullness of the Deity lives in bodily form, and you have been given fullness in Christ, who is the head over every power and authority. In him you were also circumcised, in the putting off of the sinful nature, not with a circumcision done by the hands of men but with the circumcision done by Christ, having been buried with him in baptism and raised with him through your faith in the power of God, who raised him from the dead. When you were dead in your sins and in the uncircumcision of your sinful nature, God made you alive with Christ. He forgave us all our sins, having canceled the written code, with its regulations, that was against us and that stood opposed to us; he took it away, nailing it to the cross.

Did you hear that? Let me say it again, “NAILING IT TO THE CROSS”! Jesus nailed the debt to the cross. The debt that we couldn’t pay. It really is that simple. And if you’re wondering if he paid the debt for you specifically – the answer is “yes”.

And here’s another:

2 Corinthians 1:20
For no matter how many promises God has made, they are “YES” in Christ. And so through Him the “amen” is spoken by us to the glory of God.

The old covenant is gone; Jesus IS the new covenant with God. He did that for us! Don’t let this Easter season pass without fully understanding what that means. It’ll be the greatest freedom you’ve ever felt. And a joy that surpasses no other! And if you do understand fully what that means, but haven’t “felt” it in a while, ask our Savior to give you that spark back. He will.

Can I hear an amen? Amen.

Happy, Happy Day

Today is my 37th birthday. Man, that’s just weird! It seems like only yesterday I was in high school. And when I talk to my BFF from home, Kim, we both still see each other as we did almost 20 years ago! It’s scary to think that I could’ve almost done all of school . . . AGAIN!! My husband Pete teased me today that he can now refer to me as being in my “late” 30′s. I still consider it “mid”. :-)

What an AWESOME day!! It started out with my youngest, Abbey, leaving me a note in an unexpected place! See pic! Yes . . . she’s mine and I’m awfully proud of her. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Both of my girls made me homemade treats . . . cupcakes from Haley and a carrot cake from Abbey. Complete with a huge balloon. A Brown Family Tradition! See pic!
Dave & Bill definitely blew me away today. In the past, their criteria has been “easy & cheap”. But today was anything but! They put together birthday wishes from the staff, followed up by my absolute favorite song, “I Have to Believe” by Rita Springer. But that wasn’t all . . . (yes, I’m still talking about Dave & Bill). They arranged for Bebo Norman, Mark Schultz, and my lil’ brother, BFF Brandon Heath to call. And as if that wasn’t enough, Brandon had arranged for us all to go see a movie after the show. See pic! Yes, it was a 3-D movie. He’s awesome!! And that’s why we love him so much!
I also had a couple of surprises from two of girlfriends from Nashville, my Aunt B called, as she does every year! And I talked to my Mom, too! Great day.

When I got home, Pete and the girls wanted to take me to dinner. My favorite is Macaroni Grille. But instead of going out, I really just wanted a picnic on the floor with my family. So . . . Pete and Haley headed to get take-out while Abbey made me stay in the bedroom while she got everything ready. See pic! (if you look closely, you can see our placecards! Mine says “birthday girl”!)
That’s one great thing about having girls – they’re very thoughtful. I’ve always told them that all I ever want for my birthday is for them to come and spend the day with me. Isn’t it funny how when we’re young we count down the days til our birthday, and then – once we’re a little older, we’re not as much concerned about the day, as we are about being with the ones that we love! And today I felt loved . . . VERY loved. Thank you, Jesus, for each and every blessing.

“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father . . . ” James 1:17

How Great is Our God!

This past week we talked about watching Louie Giglio’s talk “How Great is Our God”. I actually got to hear Louie talk live at GMA (Gospel Music Week) several years ago. He is a gifted communicator and the best preacher – EVER!!! He also has another talk called “Indescribable” which is equally as powerful.

A couple of days ago, Bill and I received an email asking when we were going to update our blog. As I stared at a blank screen this morning deciding what to blog about, I decided to go catch up on a few emails. And then I see this link from my friend Josh in Nashville . . . . enough said! Below is from Louie’s Blog.

Never pass up an opportunity to tell someone about Jesus!
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Ashley’s Home

You guys remember Ashley, the Florida senior who sent what might be the coolest e-mail of all time. Just after Passion 07 we received this at the Passion House from her:

Hi, I feel kinda weird writing this email. And I doubt if it ever gets to Mr Louie Giglio. I am a Senior at The University of Florida. I got a new roommate this semester and she is a Christian and I have never really been into the whole Christian thing because every pastor or speaker that I have ever listened to didn’t speak in a language I could understand. I have believed in God and Jesus, but never really understood it because the preachers at the church that I have always been forced to go to every Sunday of my life. They speak all high and mighty and I never really felt connected, and I felt like God was only for the perfect people.Well my roommate went to this Passion Conference over winter break. And she came back and moved into my apt and she was real and genuine about all her Christian stuff, like I have never seen before in a person. She said that God changed her at this conference, so i was like what are you talking about. And she told me. She told me about how God was cool, and how God really wanted a deeper relationship with her, and she wanted to really love God the way he loved her, so of course I was like well huh? She then said you need to listen to Louie talk about God, so I asked who Louie was, and she put on the Indescribable talk, and then we watched the Passport talk. And in the Passport talk you said that Christians do not have to just hope for the best at the end, that they do not have to do enough good stuff. You explained how to get to heaven in a simple way, in a way that I have never heard before. I actually got it, I got it that it is not about being so good, cause I am not a good person. I have screwed up a lot. But then you said grace, and talked about how is was different than other religions. Because God is a loving and a kind God who wants to forgive me. My roommate then explained that he wants to forgive me.Now for one of the reasons I am thanking you. One, I am now a Christian. And two, my roommate said that she had never really cared about telling others about how much God loved her before she went to this conference. So though I am not sure who will ever read this. Please tell Louie thanks from me, for talking about Christ in a way that a college kid can understand. I know that Jesus has changed my life and as I get ready to graduate college in May, I am gonna be a different person. I am sorry this is kinda rambling but I just had to tell you that I now know about the Grace of God, and I have life for the first time in my 22 years. Ashley
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I will never forget the day her message came. And I’m not going to forget last Friday. Waking early for the last day of Thirsty, I happened to see this on my Blackberry and opened it.
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Dear Mr. Giglio,
It is with a heavy heart that I send you this email. My daughter is Ashley, she wrote you an email that went on your blog and podcast Well, today May 3rd at 4pm we buried Ashley. She was killed in a car accident late on Sunday night. She lost control of her car and hit a light pole. She was the only car involved and had serious internal bleeding. She died in the arms of my husband at the hospital from unstoppable internal bleeding. But I have hope of seeing my daughter again. I have this hope because after years of praying for her, and watching her live a lifestyle in college that is known as the typical college experience. The last semester of her college career I saw a woman, not a college girl that I have never been more proud to call my daughter. I can point the thanks to you and Chris Tomlin, David Crowder, Matt Redman, and everyone else involved in your Passion Conferences. Ashley fell in love with our Savior over the last 5 months of her life. She was so excited about graduation this week and moving to California to work her first real job. She had a life ahead of her. I miss my beautiful princess more than anything in this world.But I just felt like you should know that she listened to as many of your talks as she could get her hands on and read your book I am not but I know I am and she was so excited about God and her new found faith. Words alone can not thank you enough. I may never meet you here on earth, but I know that someday I will be able to meet you and give you a hug in heaven, but only after Ash does. Thank you so much for praying for my girl, and your support of her as she was starting her new life. Also thanks for being a man of God who has a passion, and love for college students.Your vision to share the gospel and getting college students to do the same made all the difference at a funeral today. Instead of being sad and scared for her. We were able to sing praise and worship songs today. Though there will be tears and I am so very heartbroken and crying as I type this, it is only because I will not hold her for so many years. And I will miss her for the rest of my life. I know I have said thank you a lot in this email, but because of you and Christa (Ashley’s roommate) and people at the Bible Study that she was going to she was happier than I have seen her in a very long time. In the email she originally sent you, it said she had life for the first time in her 22 years, and please know she meant every word of that. She lived the last few months serving and loving and learning more about Christ. She will now spend eternity in heaven with Him so one more time thanks. I know this was long and I debated for the last 4 days as to whether or not to write you. I know you are a very busy man, but I also figured you would want to know.
Ashley’s Mom Anna

By the third line tears were streaming down my face, blurring the words, but not the sudden reality of it all. I had just received an e-mail from Ashley a few days before saying how excited she was to finally be through with college and headed to a “real job” in the Bay Area of California. And now she was gone.I was crushed, but I found myself pumping my fist in the air, confident that Jesus Christ overwhelmed death and the grave. And just in the nick of time, He reached through the confusion and hopelessness and brought Ashley back to life again. Her mom was kind enough to allow me to share her e-mail and sent a photo of Ashley so we could all put a face with the name that has brought much rejoicing throughout the Passion world in recent months. Anna, please know that you and your family will be in our hearts and prayers as you begin the process of living without the daughter you so deeply love. You will see her again. And with our prayers we are praising God for matchless mercy…mercy that saved the day and carried Ashley safely home.

Quiet Time

So, it’s 2008 . . . how are you doing? Me? Not so well. It’s interesting that when I hadn’t yet put out the “30 day challenge” for journaling, I was fairly consistent. Now that I’ve “encouraged” (and I use the term loosely) everyone, I’ve journaled perhaps 3 times since the beginning of the year. At this point, I can sit and list the various reasons why this would happen . . . not disciplined, made a resolution and now I’m under attack (that’s a lot of religious folks favorite one, huh?), too busy with work, kids and life.

Here’s the truth: I’ve not prioritized it. I’ve allowed basketball games, bike ride meetings, events, manager’s meetings, relatives visiting, sickness and everything else to take it’s place. It’s as if God phones me first thing in the morning, I answer and say, “God, hold on one second, let me jump in the shower – 10 minutes tops! Hey God, you still there? Give me 15 minutes to put my make-up on, and then I’ll have 5 to sit, read, and jot a few things down. Hey God, I’m so sorry, I have to check email really fast, there’s one email I have to respond to or this listener will think I don’t care. It’s all about being Jesus to them, right God?”

Fast forward to the end of the day. “God, I’m gonna put my jammies on, climb in bed and spend some time with you. OK, now I’m all comfy. God, it’s been a long day, I’m so tired. First thing in the morning, K? I’m sorry, God. Thank you for still loving me. Good-nite.”

Yep, that was my January. And now I’m 7 days into February and headed down the same road. So . . . when I got up this morning, I decided to take a U-Turn and the first thing I grabbed was my bible and my bible study. I opened up the scriptures and here’s the verse that brought me to my knees.

“Before they call I will answer; while they are still speaking I will hear.” Isaiah 65:24.

Think about that for a moment – the God of the Universe, who spoke everything into being, knows the number of hairs on my head, who knows me by NAME wants to spend time with me? He’ll answer even before I call, while I’m still speaking -He will hear? The answer is “yes”.

And I’m cancelling on Him? Am I insane? (Don’t answer that!) Of course, God is all knowing, and He already knows what’s on our hearts . . . but one thing about God is that He is relational to the core! He wants to be engaged in conversation – a 2 way conversation with us. I believe prayer is more about orienting ourselves to our Father – daily – to help us become more sensitive to His voice.

As I think back over this last month, it occurs to me that we’ve spent a great amount of time with a lot of artists. Brandon Heath was here the beginning of the year, Matthew West came a couple of weeks later, Chris Tomlin was here last week, and Mark Schultz will be here on Thursday. All of these guys are great, and I love them all as my brothers. They’re fun, engaging, encouraging, and bring me new insights and wisdom. I wouldn’t trade a minute of the time that I’ve had with any of them. Nor would I have considered for a nano second cancelling our time together. Now while my job (and it’s only my job) that affords me the blessing of spending time with these guys . . . . you have people like this in your life as well. There are friends, family, and co-workers that you’d never dream of cancelling a lunch with or time spent together.

But isn’t that what we end up doing with God?

Oh, God forgive me . . . once again . . . for allowing everybody and everything to come before You. Forgive me for letting the calendar dictate my quiet time with You. Of everyone that I should NEVER cancel with, it is YOU!

Unsightly Foot Fungus – Compelling! No, Really!

Who knew that foot fungus could sound so good! I don’t think I’ve EVER laughed or had as good a time with an aritist as we did this morning with Matthew! He’s the best – no doubt about it! Matthew was in town for our invitation-only special event tonight to promote his new CD, Something To Say, as well as show his documentary that walked us through his recent vocal surgery.

Because Matthew is one of our friends, we decided to have a little fun with him (tho in reality, he ended up dishing it right back!) so, we told him our writers were on strike and we only had enough (lame) material to begin interviewing him after 8. Bill had written some “compelling content” regarding foot fungus. A listener called in and suggested that Matthew sing the story. And he did!

Listen here . . . .

To clip or NOT to clip . . .

That is the question. Here’s the deal. I’m really NOT a cyclist, I just play one on the radio. Dave is the one who has all the gear, scans the websites, and trains like your suppose to. He & Karen (a friend of the show who is helping us organize the ride) tell me that I really should think about getting clips. And for those of you – like me – who have no idea what clips are, they are these thingys that you install on the pedals of your bike that clip to the special shoes that you buy. Dave says it’ll make my riding more efficient. He also says that’ll give me more of a total leg workout. Karen agrees with both. But here’s one of the problems . . . she’s telling me this as she’s showing me her bloody knees from falling just a few days before. Of course, Dave follows up by saying . . . “it’s no big deal, everyone falls at least once”.

Ahhh, I feel so much better now. I’ve been told that the trick is to swing out when you’re stopping and that unclips you. However, if I see a MAC truck coming at me, I’m not so sure “swinging out” will be my initial thought.

Ironically, clipping . . . or not clipping is much like our faith sometimes. We want to be cyclist complete with all of the gear in order to maximize our sport. Our faith is much the same way. We want to “clip in” for God . . . fully emmersed in living our lives for Him . . . or better yet, receiving what He has for us. But somewhere along the way, fear takes over. Fear of “clipping in”. Thinking: “but what if I can’t swing out?; what if I get bloody knees? Maybe I’ll just buy the clips, install them, but not actually clip. That way if I need to stop, I can.”

The most miserable place to live as a Christian, is in the “in between” . . . sin isn’t fun anymore, but we’re also not experiencing all that God has for us. The reality is God wants us to clip in. He’s not asking us to believe in our ability to control the ride. He’s asking us to believe in His ability to control the ride. Yes, there will be times that it’ll be hard, and most likely we’ll experience bloody knees. But I’d rather be in the arms of Jesus having him wash away my wounds, than to continue riding unhurt – but with no purpose.

I’m headed out to buy those clips now. I’ll bring a camera to capture my first set of bloody knees.

I’m choosing to believe it’ll be worth it.

Broken by the things we run to . . .

Recently someone very close to me was broken. Broken into a thousand pieces. Immediately, I thought of the time when I was broken in much the same way. A time when the best way to describe me was a “pit dweller”. And we’re all pit-dwellers at some point. But then there comes the divine time . . . the time when God forces you to deal with your stuff. And I’m talking the “not so pretty” stuff. Of course, we all sin everyday . . . but I’m not talking about the day to day stuff . . . I’m talking about the thing that we run to. The thing that consumes our thoughts, the thing that one day we think we can master only to find out that we’re really a slave to it. It can take on any form – pride, addictions of all sorts – gambling, alcohol, painkillers, pornography, gluttony, inappropriate relationships, over-indulgence . . . you name it. Beth Moore calls them “shelters” . . . the places that we run to when we’re choosing not to run to the Father. We all have shelters. And eventually they all break us.

As I was watching and walking thru the initial hours and days of my friend’s public brokeness, my heart ached. There’s nothing more painful and gut wrenching in the world than for God to force you to deal with your sin. But praise God that He does! Praise Him that He loves us enough to force us to deal with it. Because it’s then that God lovingly and tenderly puts us back together again. When the Potter molds and refines his pottery. I can’t say that I would want to go through it again, but I can say that I am grateful that I was broken. It’s in our brokenness when we feel His love the most. Jesus didn’t come to condemn us. He came to give us life. John 10:10 says this: “The thief comes only to kill, steal, and destory; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.”

I don’t necessarily consider myself a pit dweller anymore, but know for sure that if I breathe in deep enough I can still smell the smoke. And that’s exactly where I need to reside. To know that I must daily depend on Him to be my shelter.

Our God Reigns

I went and visited my friend, Melissa today in the hospital. Melissa broke her leg a couple of days ago and is waiting to have surgery. When I arrived at her room, I witnessed one of the most precious sites I’ve ever seen. Melissa, complete with headphones, was laying in her bed singing as best she could “Our God Reigns” . . .

Our God reigns over the heavens
Over the earth, Our God reigns
Praise His name, All still standing
All that was, all that remains
Our God reigns
So much Holy, So divine
Yours and so much mine

Clearly a picture of how God must feel when He looks down as we
sing praises to His name. She amazes me still. Melissa suffers from a neuro-degeneration with brain iron accumulation disease. But the disease that she suffers from has never reached her smile or her love of music. Melissa’s favorite aritist is Brandon Heath. That’s extra special for me because Brandon is a friend to Dave, Bill and me. As I entered the room, I paused for a few moments and inhaled the site (and sounds) of Melissa singing Brandon’s song. Tho the song is Brandon’s, she very much was singing it to our Father. For she knows that He does reign over the earth . . . and over her body. Admittedly, the thought that followed for me was, “God, why?” I’m sure that’s a question that Pat, Melissa’s mom has asked a thousand times. And the answer is probably one we’ll never know this side of heaven. But I do know this . . . God’s glory and love shows through Melissa Moore that rivals none. In Melissa’s words: “I am rich in love”. Boy, is she.

I walked over to Melissa’s bed and she grinned from ear to ear. She pulled her headphones down, but not off. We could still hear the music thru the foam covers. Melissa asked me several times that day to sing with her. We sang the words to “Red Sky”, “Lay You Down”, and Melissa’s favorite, “I’m Not Who I Was”.

How incredible to experience a touch of Heaven today at the time of year we celebrate Heaven coming to Earth.
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