This video really speaks my heart. I not only feel that passion toward the lost but sometimes the lost are not the only ones who need saving... I love the phrase, the longer you wear a mask, the more your face will conform to fit it. How true is that for Christians... wearing masks... going through the motions. I really hope that this song speaks to you, as it does for me.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
What matters most...
Tonight was Christmas eve... the beloved holiday celebration of opening presents... it's a Goldsmith tradition... not that getting up early stuff that most families do. It's definitely a tradition I hope to carry one day into my marriage.
This year I really enjoyed the christmas spirit.... I truly believe I could have had nothing under the tree and enjoyed it just the same. My little sister had roughly a bizillion presents under the tree so the excitement on her face was priceless. My favorite was when she opened up Hairspray the movie and I'm pretty sure i've never seen a lit up christmas face like that one... she was beside herself with excitement.
How great would it be to have that excitement back in life. To do things and your face light up so bright and your smile taking up half your face. How many times do we all get caught up in the daily routine we forget that God didn't put us on earth to roam around without emotions.... much less roam around and be purely unhappy.
So if we get anything out of this Christmas I really hope that I can carry that image of joy in my head to remind me to live life to the fullest.
I really believe i've started down that path... there's no need to fret on the small things. God isn't a little kid up in the sky with a magnifying glass ready to burn off our antennas so that we wander around aimlessly. God is Joy. It's almost as if when you look into a child's expression in that moment you almost glimpse God.
Where do you see God?
This year I really enjoyed the christmas spirit.... I truly believe I could have had nothing under the tree and enjoyed it just the same. My little sister had roughly a bizillion presents under the tree so the excitement on her face was priceless. My favorite was when she opened up Hairspray the movie and I'm pretty sure i've never seen a lit up christmas face like that one... she was beside herself with excitement.
How great would it be to have that excitement back in life. To do things and your face light up so bright and your smile taking up half your face. How many times do we all get caught up in the daily routine we forget that God didn't put us on earth to roam around without emotions.... much less roam around and be purely unhappy.
So if we get anything out of this Christmas I really hope that I can carry that image of joy in my head to remind me to live life to the fullest.
I really believe i've started down that path... there's no need to fret on the small things. God isn't a little kid up in the sky with a magnifying glass ready to burn off our antennas so that we wander around aimlessly. God is Joy. It's almost as if when you look into a child's expression in that moment you almost glimpse God.
Where do you see God?
Sunday, December 23, 2007
A Christmas Story
What is Christmas?
What an easy question to answer, if you're four. My little sister, who is four, would say Jesus was born on Christmas and we get presents from Santa. How does that correlate? As we grow older we realize the "true" meaning of Christmas... or at least we develop OUR true meaning of "Christmas". Perhaps that means family traditions, never-ending checkout lines, pictures with some random man in a red jumpsuit. I think it's time to re-evaluate.
This year I'm ready to step out of the Christmas box and re-decorate. Change the lights from last year that do the constant programmed choreographed blinking to an updated massive power watt strand that is a constant reminder that you even have a tree in your living room. I want to shine and remember where my power source comes from. I want to read the story of Christ coming to earth and taking his first breath and remember why I breath every day, my purpose. I love how God comes so humbly in the form of a small helpless baby boy and how radically the lives of two parents changed. It's more than just the birth of a baby, it's the birth of true love. A true passion for people. A beginning of change.
I'm ready to embrace Christmas and the new year. I want to focus on God. I love what Paul writes (Romans 3:29-30 MSG) God does not respond to what we do: we respond to what God does. We’ve finally figured it out. Our lives get in step with God and all others by letting Him set the pace.
So Take my Christmas take my New Year, set the pace.
I'm ready to run.
What an easy question to answer, if you're four. My little sister, who is four, would say Jesus was born on Christmas and we get presents from Santa. How does that correlate? As we grow older we realize the "true" meaning of Christmas... or at least we develop OUR true meaning of "Christmas". Perhaps that means family traditions, never-ending checkout lines, pictures with some random man in a red jumpsuit. I think it's time to re-evaluate.
This year I'm ready to step out of the Christmas box and re-decorate. Change the lights from last year that do the constant programmed choreographed blinking to an updated massive power watt strand that is a constant reminder that you even have a tree in your living room. I want to shine and remember where my power source comes from. I want to read the story of Christ coming to earth and taking his first breath and remember why I breath every day, my purpose. I love how God comes so humbly in the form of a small helpless baby boy and how radically the lives of two parents changed. It's more than just the birth of a baby, it's the birth of true love. A true passion for people. A beginning of change.
I'm ready to embrace Christmas and the new year. I want to focus on God. I love what Paul writes (Romans 3:29-30 MSG) God does not respond to what we do: we respond to what God does. We’ve finally figured it out. Our lives get in step with God and all others by letting Him set the pace.
So Take my Christmas take my New Year, set the pace.
I'm ready to run.
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