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“If you can?”

I received  a precious letter this morning that impacted me beyond the intent of the writer. This letter is from the daughter of a College classmate who has been serving overseas in missions for several years.

The letter, which was beautifully written, informed us of what God is doing in her life at school, in her heart, and plans for a missions trip to Jamaica this summer. As I read, it amazed me at the clarity God has given this young woman as to the direction she is to follow. Near the end of the letter she shared a verse that seemed to leap off the page and into my heart. Mark 9:23-24 says,

23 “‘If you can’?” said Jesus. “Everything is possible for one who believes.”

 24 Immediately the boy’s father exclaimed, “I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!”

Sometime we all get so busy and overlook some real blessing. Most times I scan such letters to get the highlights and rarely take the time to read the letter.

As you can see these verses alone contain some truth but need some context if you are not familiar with the story. Jesus had just come down from the “Mount of Transfiguration” where a crowd was gathering around the disciples. A man in the crowd had brought his son to be healed from epilepsy and not being able to speak. Just before verse 23 the boy’s father said “But if you can do anything, take pity on us and help us” that’s when Jesus answered: “IF you can??? Everything is possible for him who believes.”

As I read these word I immediately began to look inward at my life and realized how unbelieving I truly am. Circumstances become difficult and I still after all these years of walking with Christ, I seek to work it out myself while praying only with an “If you can” attitude.

I am so grateful for the Holy Spirit within that guides me and makes “catches” like this in a letter that I may have otherwise scanned. I am thankful too for a college Junior that was an example of faith to this seasoned old dude. May God raise up more like her, that break beyond the cultural norms to let their faith shine before a dying world. I am truly blessed..and yes, Jesus can.

Prayer – where have I been?

Most of us are familiar with the phrase: “If you don’t feel close to God, guess who moved?”!

Well, that describes how I titled this post. All my life I have been pounded with the reality and power of prayer but save for a few scattered inner revivals, I don’t think I have really embraced prayer the way it is meant to be embraced.

We all say the prayers of desperation when things aren’t going well or we are in crisis. I have been no exception. After such time as I have exhausted my own efforts, I would then and only then “resort” to prayer! Pretty sure I’m not alone.

What I am discovering (again) is that prayer is so much more than asking for what I need or want. The Bible tells us that sometimes prayers are groanings especially when applied to the Holy Spirit praying to the Father on our behalf. (Romans 8:26). In Luke 18 Christ instructs to “pray without ceasing”. We all know that this is the time when we can speak with our God and Savior.

Our Pastor has a great passion for prayer and has been encouraging us to be better and more intentional people of prayer. The Church recently moved a weekly prayer meeting to Tuesday nights so that more of the folks who minister on Wednesdays can make it. Since I am in Choir the day change is perfect for me. Though the group is smaller that it should be, it is an intimate, transparent, and unified time of petition, pleading, and praising directed to our Lord. Prayer is totally contageous! If you spend time with your brothers and sisters in prayer it is so unifying. Many people seeking the same purpose.

My prayer for me and my dear brothers and sisters in Christ is that we can learn to remove the barriers of social strata, embarrassment, awkwardness, etc, and just embrace the gift of prayer as we lift one another up, whether we are grieving, rejoicing, crying out or groaning.

Music and the Soul?

It just amazes me that when I am feeling distant from my faith and my God, I will be resistant to prayer and reading of the word as I wallow in my self pity or hopelessness, or whatever the current obstacle. What I so easily forget is that music is a part of me that seems to have a direct connection to my soul!

I have always been deeply into music and have a wide variety that was selected because of its beauty, a situation or place in my life when I first heard it, or for the way it cuts through the tangled web we call life. The latter is perhaps the most profound and important value for music in my life.

There have been times when a simple but meaningful text will cut directly to the heart of the matter at hand. Without a moments notice good music or text will minister directly to the need without the need of coaxing. Suddenly the answer I have been seeking lay bare before me because of a simple yet profound lyric.

Once the music has drawn me in and provided the initial balm of healing, it is then my heart and soul is softened to the point of pouring out in prayer and devouring the scriptures for more truth. There is no question that God uses music to draw us to Him. (Just read the Psalms!)

Today the song that brought me in was a classic Keith Green that is so simple but so real, so true for most of us at times. I wish for you to be bathed in the oil and wine today…as I have been.

“My eyes are dry
My faith is old
My heart is hard
My prayers are cold
And I know how I ought to be
Alive to you and dead to me
Oh, what can be done for an old heart like mine
Soften it up with oil and wine
The oil is you, Your Spirit of love
Please wash me anew in
The wine of Your blood” ~Keith Green

Pizza, Special Needs, and Such

Well this will be an unusual post for me. I tend to avoid subjects that are difficult for me to speak about but tonight I am compelled. As I arrived at a near-beach pizza joint on the outer banks tonight, I was touched. A young family entered the pizza restaurant just about the time I received my meal. From what I could surmise, they were most likely here on the OBX for vacation. As they filed in to the place the Dad came in last guiding his special needs son’s wheelchair. I admit I was searching my mind for the proper term used for such a child. The rest of this post is difficult.

First, know that for most of my life I have avoided things that upset me. Things that would bring on feelings of sympathy, grieving, and other types of emotional responses. Well tonight I couldn’t help but notice the care this family was giving this young man. I am not going to venture a guess as to his disorder or issues, but it was obvious he needs a good bit of care. The father particularly drew my attention as he tenderly held his son’s hand for the duration of my time at the restaurant. I fought hard to bridle my emotions. After all…how pitiful would I be crying for another’s enduring love in a seemingly difficult lot in life? Could I ever bear such circumstances had I been dealt the same? Please don’t misinterpret these feelings as some misguided pity (though we all have to recognize that there must be some very difficult times for those that care for special needs family members). I have to say it is more a moment of inspiration to see a family persevere, and love each other as evidenced.

Regardless of the health or disposition of my children, I want to be sure that my love for them is observable and pure…no matter what.  A love that reflects the love that Christ has shown all of us…unconditional love. Be thankful for what God has put before you. There is nothing that is insurmountable if you are tapped into His power. I once was in a class with a marriage and family counselor that was speaking to single parents who said “God has uniquely equipped you to care for your children as a single parent”. Wow…what a concept that reinforced my beleif in the fact that God’s grace is all sufficient for those who love Him.

Thanks for reading, I wish you the best.

Kirstie Alley and such

It is a sad time when all some have to fill there day is ridicule of another human being…especially as it relates to their appearance. I grieve every time I hear a joke or mean spirited comment about Kirstie or any other person for that matter. One observation I have made about hyper critical people is that they are often extremely insecure and defer attention to another simply to take the focus off of themselves. We all can be critical at times…and constructive criticism…presented properly directly to whom it is intended can be useful in the right context. There is never a use for excessively vulgar and crude references when speaking of another person when the source of such comments knows how hurtful it can be.

Today I give kudos to Kirstie for being who she is (though I don’t agree with everything she says or does) and hope she can continue to rise above and take pride in who she is.

I’m just sayin.

~ Ken