The beauty of the White hair

 

Last night Eddie and I were invited to a dinner at the church. It was a fancy affair. We sat at a table in back knowing we needed to leave a little bit early to pick up the kiddos. Our table was full with us, and three couple in their mid eighties. It was fun when they realized our age to hear that I was born when most of them were in their fifties. It started with small talk just interchanging how many kids we had and their ages. Near the end of the night it turned into so much more. As we listened to them tell the stories about Dallas from days gone by, I found myself on the edge of my seat. Each one of them were interjecting jokes and laughing about their age. Something in their spirit left me wanting to know more. These men and women had lived their lives serving the Lord and had raised kids who are raising their kids with the same convictions. I found myself wanting to be their friends and wondering what was their secret. As we got up to leave, I saw the scope of the room sprinkled with white heads of hair and set hairstyles, and I began to think……..will my generation carry the torch? This dinner was a dinner that was set aside for the prayer partners at our church. Prayer partners who have committed to hold up the pastor and staff in prayer. These men and women selflessly regularly pray for us. The thought in my mind was chilling as we walked out. Is my generation going to do the same, or are we too caught up in the glitz and glamor of the next new book or new thing to implement in ministry. The fact is NO SPIRITUAL growth comes from lack of prayer. You may see an increase in your numbers as a church, but true spiritual growth is from the Lord. The fact is I don’t see too many prayer groups like this any more. It challenged me. As Eddie and I were driving home, we discussed that as we were sitting at our table we were both overcome with emotion for our peers.

 

We, my sweet friends, are the future. The future of our kids rests in the hands of those that will take the baton and run. We must maintain this foundation that has been paved before us by these aged men and women. We must not be too busy to call on the name of the Lord for our country and our churches. We must understand if we don’t, who will……..

 

I challenge you to start spending time in prayer. Even if it’s 10 minutes a day. Prayer changes things……. Trust me I have seen miracles.

 

Ephesians 6:18a praying always with all prayer and supplication in the spirit.

 

Won’t you carry the torch?

Are you to Busy???????

Are you to Busy???????

Matthew 2:10 and 11

When they saw the star they rejoiced with exceedingly great joy. And when they had come into the house, they saw the young Child with Mary His mother, and fell down and worshiped Him. And when they had opened their treasures, they presented gifts to Him:gold, frankincense, and myrrh.

 

This passage is obviously talking about the wise men bringing their best gifts of worship to Jesus. Beauties, I am noticing a growing trend in ministry that is getting on my last nerve. Eddie and I have been involved in ministry for many years now, we have worked with the best of the best of people. Some of the people that we have come a crossed in our journey will be in our hearts forever. We have seen peoples lives changed by meeting Jesus. We have seen people grow in their relationship with Christ so much that they are almost unrecognizable to the people that know them the most. People like these are why we do what we do. It’s why we haven’t given up when we have wanted too. All that being said, I know that we are all pulled into a thousand different directions these days, which begs fatigue. I can feel it, I have seen it more and more. Our attention is pulled in so many different directions it’s hard to remain passionate about our God. Business is the crypto night to passion. We drag ourselves to church exhausted from the jammed packed week of things that won’t matter in 5 days much less five years and give God our left overs. God has become an afterthought rather than an exhibition.

 

It became so clear to me yesterday as I was presented with yet another situation of passionless Christianity. I love the passage about the three wise men, because they sought after the Christ Child. They searched on an exhibition just so they could worship Him. It was not just another thing to do on their list, IT WAS THIER ONLY LIST. When they found Him, sweet woman, they fell down and worshiped Him. After they had worshiped Him they presented Him with one gift each. Arguably, the most expensive thing they could give gold, frankincense, and myrrh. The Christ Child got the BEST of these humble Kings, NOT the last. What an example to us all.

 

I love the verse, “Seek Me and you will find Me when you search for Me with all of your heart.” If you have lost that zeal, and have allowed the duties of life to crowd you passion I beg you to start fresh by seeking God. Get on you face before HIm and mark this day with new priorities. I know for a fact sweet girl, He will not disappoint . Then bring your best gift to Him. I don’t mean gold or myrrh, but your best spiritual gift. We are all created so exclusively, you have specific purpose to be showcased in body of Christ. Pinpoint your passion for Christ and worship HIm by giving the gift of service back to Him. If we all did this I know we could change this world.

What’s your attitude toward church????


I ask you this, what is your attitude toward church?

 

There I sat in my favorite Dallas nail salon desperately craving the filing and polishing that were happening to all twenty of my digits, when I began to overhear a conversation about church. Of course being very interested in the topic, I couldn’t help but do a little eavesdropping. I sat amazed by the attitude toward the topic. There was an older mother that was the instigator of the dialogue, and she was speaking to a younger, 20 something woman. The older asked the younger if she was going to attend church on Sunday. The younger sighed and said her husband was trying to get her to go. Shortly after the sigh she added, “I guess I’ll go.” I sat there engrossed in that thought. I repeated that phrase in my mind over and over. My mind wondered from the conversation and I began thinking, when all of a sudden I heard from the older lady, “you should go, at least you’ll be able to break bread.” “Break bread,” what the heck is that all about. In the context of the conversation, the older woman was insinuating that she could punch her church card. I was stunned. I wasn’t stunned that this happens every week, but that this woman had the gaul to say it out loudly in a public place where many people were sitting silently listening.

 

I have to tell you, I began to get mad. I was mad at so many things…..

One of many was the attitude toward the institution, church was designed to be a place where we encourage each other in the faith, and tell each other things that God has done in our lives to uplift the body of Christ. The second was the idea of going to punch a church card, and to get the deed over with for the week. If you are going to say you went, why are you going? Has church become a such a glorified country club, that we don’t even go because we want too? Another attitude that was presented with the conversation, was a “what’s in it for me” mentality. The younger woman wasn’t even going to go to church, but the older said that their was going to be a carnival of sorts for her children. It was only then that the younger woman decided to attend. Whatever happened sweet, beautiful women to going and SERVING?????? Are we so consumed with what the church can provide for us that we won’t even go unless they have a circus for our children, or (dare I say) a circus for us?

 

I began to grieve. I beg you to evaluate your hearts toward church. Attend a church that isn’t stale, and doesn’t breed this idea that God is some shape or form is boring. Attend a church sweet ladies, that doesn’t do everything for you. How are we going to serve the way Jesus served us if everything is handed to us. Church isn’t supposed to be entertainment, that what a theater is for, NOT A CHURCH. You have been given a spiritual gift that the body of Christ needs. There is a ministry at the church that you attend that needs your help, they need the gift that God has given you. It is so fulfilling to serve other people!

 

Lastly, sweet woman, is that God is worth learning more about. He is the most amazing, wonderful, caring, faithful Father you could ever imagine. Church is not about us, it’s about going deeper with Him.

Just some thoughts


I saw one of the most beautiful sights I have seen in a long time last week.. My family and I were on our way to childrens camp at our church to spend the day with them, and we stopped at Chillis for some yummy lunch. The waiter approached our table and almost without realizing it I was staring at the table just a few tables over. When asked what I wanted to drink I quickly answered and let Eddie deal with the kiddos as I watched a table of 6 grown men praying. They were all ages; a couple no doubt was a few years my junior, but the rest scattered in ages had their heads bowed in a moment with our God. I sat and thought what an incredible sight. I have seen families pray many, many times, but a table of 6 grown men was something special. I sat and thought about the sight I was beholding thinking, “Why God, do I not see more of this?

 

I was going to blog about something totally different today, but after my quiet time I couldn’t shake this sight. I read today of King Hezekiah in 2 kings 19. The short version is the King of Assyria was basically bullying him, and Gods people. He was telling them not to believe King Hezekiah. So what did Hezekiah do?????????? He got on his face and prayed. He acknowledged that God is the ONLY TRUE GOD, and asked for God deliverance.. 2 Kings 19:20b says, because you have prayed to Me about Sennacherib King of Assyria, I have heard you. Not only did God hear him, God destroyed 185,000 Assyrians, and the King died in his own land.

 

There is so much power sweet one, when we bow the knee. I have prayed the craziest prayers, and God in His goodness hears, and acts. We must get back to bowing our knees, humbling ourselves, and asking God to move.. Our country needs it. Our families need it. Our marriages need it. Our kids need it. Our future depends on it. If you find yourself in a huge battle that looks hopeless for you commit to praying and often, until you see the Mighty hand of God in your circumstance.

 

God is waiting for you sweet one. Talk to Him.