Friday, April 18, 2014
Five Minute Friday - Glue
1. Write for 5 minutes flat on the prompt: “Glue” with no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to please visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community.
Today is Good Friday. I always wondered why they call this Friday "good". I know that the end result was very good. Jesus rose again on the third day.
I find sometimes thinking in the mind of the disciples. They didn't know it was a good Friday, at least not until the third day. Sometimes I laugh because they went back fishing, right back to where Jesus called them out of. Jesus is the "glue" that held them together. When Peter saw Jesus, he was so excited that he jumped out of the boat and even forgot to put his clothes on to go and meet him.
Lately the world has been getting busier and crazier. I only have one simple question for you. Is Jesus the glue that holds your life together? Sometimes I can find myself going into the place where Jesus called me out of just like the disciples. Still, I know Jesus is my glue.
Jesus paid it all all to Him I owe. Sin had left a crimson stain. He washed me white as snow.
(Please note I own no rights to this video. Only sharing a song that means a lot to me on this Good Friday)
Love you all
Chrissy
Friday, April 11, 2014
Five Minute Friday - Paint
1. Write for 5 minutes flat on the prompt: “Paint” with no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to please visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community.
Today's prompt is Paint.
So......let's go.
So I am sitting here in the living room at Jesus People USA. Every floor has its own living room. There are red and white walls. The white walls are very pretty (they might be off white) But there are two sides of the four walls that are a dark red. Almost the color of dark red grapes.
Just from the description I gave you, you are probably thinking that the red wall is pretty and you wouldn't imagine any flaws in the wall. But there are big splotches of white paint covering one of the red walls. It looks very tacky.
This week, God keeps pointing out to me that really we all have our struggles. A few years ago, If you would have asked me as a young Christian, I would have said that we are all like white walls. I thought we had to be perfect. I went to a huge church a few years ago, no one seemed to struggle and there were no talks of struggling,
This week this was pointed out to me in my Lent devo that even the disciples had their struggles.In the garden falling asleep. Jesus came to them and said something like (Chrissy's paraphrase) Why can't you stay awake in My hour of need the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.
Lord, thank you for the white splotches on my red wall. I know that your blood is what covers my wall. I don't have to pretend to be perfect, because I'm not where near perfect.
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Friday, March 7, 2014
Five Minute Friday
So this weeks Five Minute Friday prompt is willing.
Not sure how this will go since Im posting from my phone...so...here I go.
START
Lately when I think about willing, especially this week, I think about the insurance "nightmare" I went through this week. I went to the doctor on my insurance...well that was all fine and dandy. I had them send my prescription to CVS and then surprise surprise they cant find my info even after calling the insurance company.
So I called the insurance, they called the insurance. I spoke with managers at the call center. (now having been in the same boat as a call center agent, I know how it feels to get yelled at for something you didnt do).
Fives calls later with two supervisor calls and its Friday. I still dont have my medicine. The reason I say this is because in the Christian life, we have to be willing to spend all our time and resources on the things of God. Pursuing Him like He is the insurance company but not because things arent going the way we want, but because He loves us and we love Him. We have to be willing to serve even though things dont go our way and we dont get what we want.
Even though I'm not feeling the need to pray but being willing to lay it all down, like Facebook for Lent and say God I am here. Please speak to me.
DONE
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Let's Go Down, Come on Down
As I went down to the river to pray
Studying about that good ole way
Who shall wear the robe and crown
Good Lord, show me the way
Oh sinner let's go down
Let's go down
Come on down
Oh sinner, let's go down
Down at the river to pray
So most days, I personally would sit near the fire pit at the campsite. There was one day that everyone was going down to the beach. I really wanted to go. I told my friends that I wanted to go. I was going to walk down to the beach and bathe in the water. (Four days in the woods and I was a bit icky) So we decided the best time would be after lunch. So I had dish duty, so I would go after I did the dishes.
When the dishes were all done we set out. Me, Anastasia, and Julie went. (Julie is a lady that I always ended up sitting by when we were eating, she was sweet and we had a lot of good talks together) The road was a little iffy. It was clay. Once we got to the beach the hard part began. I had to have the cane in one hand and hold on to someone else so I didn't trip.
I made it to the water and my knee was killing me. Also I felt like my feet were on fire. When I got to the water, it felt so goooood.
Funny thing is Anastasia went into the water with me. I don't know what was on her mind. I guess she didn't want to get all the way wet. I would take it a little at a time. I finally got all the way in. I even tilted back and got my hair wet. I WAS FREEZING. THE WATER WAS ICE COLD. So in order to get Stasia out into the water, I splashed her...she gave in and swam out with me. I think we stayed in there for 10 or 15 minutes.
We get up on the shore. All of our group was on the shore. My feet are hurting. I sit on the sand and this hippy guy comes up, and I'm with Julie and Stasia. He asks if he can massage my feet. I was feeling odd because I don't know this guy at all. I figured all my friends are with me so I won't be in trouble. He gave me a pretty good massage.
This day was the biggest day of the trip. I feel like God really spoke to me. He told me that verse I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. I can DO ALL THINGS through CHRIST WHO STRENGTHENS me. I CAN DO ALL THINGS THROUGH CHRIST WHO STRENGTHENS ME. This verse really means something to me now. If I could walk that far in clay dirt to get to a beach to swim out in the lake for 15 minutes...that's okay with me.
I was so happy
Thanks for letting me tell all of this before it's not fresh in my mind anymore. I hope I never ever forget the way I felt that day. After walking that far.
Still more rainbow stories to come
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FA5BrS8HmOY&feature=youtube_gdata_player
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
More Rainbow Adventures
So that evening when Brian was still shopping, even though it was raining we got into the hot tub. It was all nice and warm, even though it was difficult to get in. I am glad I did it. I had on what looked like a gym outfit and so it caused bubbles in the water. I have a picture of people in the hot tub, but its not me.
So the next day, Tom and Anita the people we were staying with, had a prayer meeting. While we were praying, I experienced something I've never experienced before. Anita said we were to find a boy who lost his way, and needs to come home. We also prayed for all the people that we would minister to. So we headed out the campsite was about an hour away. Anita said that I could use her walking stick, but it was too big and bulky.
When we got to the campsite we were met there by a group of about 15 people. They were a group known as nomads land from Gadsden Alabama. They would be helping us as we were to serve other people. It was weird because they were living out of two buses and all we had were scrawny little tents.
It took me about a day to adjust to everything. The next day it poured down rain. Of the five girls that went we all stay together in one tent. We were lucky it did not rain in our tent. A couple that went with us Amanda and Cody, their tent was flooded. I felt so bad for them this is the second day and we were just getting settled in.
Let me explain a little bit. The Rainbow Gathering is where a bunch of hippies come together. It is supposed to be about love and peace and harmony but really it's not. These people are hurting and need hope. There is a lot of drinking and drugs and violence. We were there to feed the people breakfast lunch and dinner.
A typical day went like this
Breakfast was around 10 a.m. But we didn't have any clocks to go by.
There would be a cook assigned to cook the food and also a helper if needed to chop up things. When the meal was prepared we would all gather around the campfire, pray, and then yell FREE FOOD IN THE WOODS!!!!!
After breakfast we would have a short devotional. I usually sit around the campfire especially when it was raining. The third day we were there Brian built stadium seats out of wood planks. There would be people assigned to go get fresh water from the water buffalo. ( yes every time I thought of it I thought of that silly Veggie Tales song) People assigned to wash dishes, which was usually me.
We had a very musical group when we weren't working we were singing and playing music. There was someone who played the banjo, guitar, and 3 or 4 sets of drums. Sometimes my friend Anastasia would play the violin.
After dinner was the best time for music. While the people from outside were still eating, we would sing and also tell testimonies. There were lots of things that went on in this time that I can explain, accept it was the power of God. I saw one guy get healed from drug overdose. A guy in our group got his leg lengthened. There was a guy who got cured of his headache.
I had never believed and healing before. I knew that God could heal but had never seen the Holy Spirit move in that way before.
Then there was a guy from the Alabama group whose nickname is Lost Boy. He asked on one of the last days if he could go back with us to Jesus People. So we ended up bringing back the lost boy just like Anita said.
Some of these days run together so Im trying to write as I remember. I will write more for you later. Thank you, my family and friends for your prayers for me on that trip.
Chrissy