4.22.2011

"Bumble Bee"















Sometimes I feel like my car is "Bumble Bee" from Transformers, and God speaks to me through music and lyrics. My car is not nearly as beautiful as that Camaro, but the idea behind Bumble Bee communicating through songs on the radio really made me think about how God communicates with me.

Everyone is different, therefor everyone hears God's voice differently. I was on my lunch break driving around Corona and "The Scientist" from Coldplay came on. Anyone who knows me well enough knows that Coldplay is my all time favorite band. The song goes;

Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are

I had to find you
Tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart

Tell me your secrets
And ask me your questions
Oh, lets go back to the start

Running in circles
Coming up tails
Heads on a science apart.

Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard

Oh, take me back to the start.

I was just guessing
At numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart

Questions of science
Science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart

Tell me you love me
Come back and haunt me
Oh, and I rush to the start

Running in circles
Chasing our tails
Coming back as we are

Nobody said it was easy
Oh it's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard

I'm going back to the start

Now this might be a stretch, but I really felt like the beginning part of this was what I would sing to God and what His response would then be. "Tell me your secrets, ask me your questions, nobody said it was easy, I had to find you to tell you I need you to tell you I set you apart..."

How do you best hear God's voice?

4.07.2011

It Goes On...























In the past 8 hours I have experienced a funeral, the birth of a friends baby, and the bittersweet good bye of a friend retiring from my office. The funeral was for a 13 year old boy who decided to end his life before God could make that decision for him. I sat there and stared at his photo that was being projected onto the screen and all I could think was "he could have been at J. High on a Monday night, he could have been one of mine". I won't go down the road of blaming myself for not being able to reach him, but I will take it upon myself to never give up on any student for as long as I have the ability to keep reaching.

The flesh part of me wants to ask God "why did you let this happen?!" or "why did WE let this happen?!". We constantly ask God to intervene on the lives that have been placed before us. Do you think God is maybe asking for us to intervene? We ask Him to do something, He asks us to do something. The prayer that we send up is the same His spirit sends back. The Spirit is always guiding us to make a move, always pushing, however gentle the push, still pushing none the less to step out and reach the people of God. So when we ask God why He didn't step in and do something, I'd like to ask myself the same question. When you ask God to send help for someone, did you stop and think that maybe YOU are that help that person needs? Sometimes we need to stop asking for God to move, and realize that we are the ones who can move Him.

Our ministry exists to love on Gods people. To be the example of what a true Christ follower looks like. To reach as many souls before the enemy gets there first. I don't want to get to the end of my life and feel like I could have done more. My prayer is that I would continue to listen when He is speaking. That I would continue to move when he says go. That I would continue to lead by example. And that I would love God with all my heart, soul, and mind.

Shortly after the funeral I received news that our executive pastors finally got to meet their new baby girl. And shortly after that a retirement party for a dear friend of mine that I have worked with for over five years. Life truly does go on. Time doesn't stop because we are going through something. Don't let life pass you by without soaking it in.

My pastor, Chris Harrell, said something that I believe will stick with me forever. He said "a dead nose smells no rose". Don't wait until a funeral to send someone flowers, send them when they can still smell them. Don't wait until a funeral to tell someone how much they mean to you. Make that phone call. Spend that quality time. Make the effort to love on the people you care about. It's amazing to me how a day like today can put things in perspective. Don't wait until it's too late. Above all else, make sure that the most important relationship of all, the relationship with God is where it needs to be.