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Let everything else go


This weekend my husband and I are on a weekend get-away.  I can’t remember the last time we were alone anywhere!  We live our lives with our doors open and an extra place at the table.  We very frequently have extra people spending time with us for one reason or another.  We like this kind of living in Christian community, but sometimes we need to pull away and just BE, just relax, just breathe.

I don’t know how to relax.  This is something I actually have to TRY to do.  I need help.  So here to help me relax is this wonderful, old song by Phil Keaggy.  (If you haven’t heard any music by Phil Keaggy, well, then you haven’t really lived.  I think he’s one of the most gifted and anointed musicians alive.)  So here’s my treat to you today.  “Let everything else go.”

“…Oh I can’t wait to see you Jesus face to face!

Nothing in this world can take your place.

All the pride of man laid low, and all his works of gold

Nothing can compare with what you are

Let everything else go

Let it go…”

Prone to wander


Well, believe it or not, I goofed up yesterday.  I know, oh the horror, right?  Well, I have my blogs programed to go out on their own dates so I can write them ahead of time.  Unfortunately I forgot that there were THIRTY ONE days in January.  I didn’t realize that I left out a post for Jan. 31 until late yesterday evening, and by then it was too late.  I know, you’re heart broken.  I’m like the cable guy who said he’d show up between 9am and 5pm and I ring your bell at 5:15pm.

Anyhow, I’ve been thinking of this old song a lot lately.  Because Fridays are supposed to be more laid back, I’m going to post the lyrics for you.  If you’re not into poetry, that’s OK.  Just come back to the blog next Monday because I’m really excited about next week’s series of articles.  I hope you will enjoy them as much as I am enjoying writing them.  So here’s today’s thoughts:

I grew up in an old fashioned church were we sang the old hymns every Sunday.  I still love the poetry and the theology we find in those old hymns.  They are rich and deep even though the melodies can be tired and out of style.  One of my favorite hymns has been given a fresh life.  “Come Thou Fount,” version by Sara Groves, rings in my heart and mind over and over again.  I AM prone to wander.  It’s me.  The lyrics “Oh to grace how great a debtor daily I’m constrained to be…” are from my heart too.

V1: Come thou fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing your praise
Streams of mercy never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
Praise the mount I’m fixed upon it
The mount of thy redeeming blood

V2: Oh to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be
Let your goodness like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to thee
Prone to wander, Lord I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here’s my heart Lord,
Take and seal it
Seal it for thy courts above

Bridge: Prone to wander, Lord I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Prone to hear you and not heed it
Prone to scorn you in your love
Prone to wander
Prone to wander

V3: Oh to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be
Let your goodness like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to thee
Jesus sought me while a stranger
Wandering from the heart of God
And He to rescue me from danger
Used his own precious blood

Kingdom of Comfort


Kingdom of Comfort by Delirious?

Save me.  Save me, From the Kingdom of Comfort where I am king, From my unhealthy lust of material things.

I built myself a happy home, in my palace on my own.  My castle falling in the sand.  Pull me out, please grab my hand!  I just forgot where I came from.

Save me.  Save me, From the Kingdom of Comfort where I am king, From my unhealthy lust of material things.

I rob myself of innocence, with the poison of indifference.  I buy my stuff at any cost, a couple of clicks and I pay the price, Coz’ what I gain is someone else’s loss.

Save me.  Save me, From the Kingdom of Comfort where I am king, From my unhealthy lust of material things.

Save me.  Save me, From the Kingdom of Comfort where I am king.  To this Kingdom of Heaven where You are King.

My Guilty 80’s Pleasure


It’s Saturday and I’m contemplating watching a chick flick tonight.  So I’m going to gush briefly about a guilty pleasure I have.  When Josh is not at home and the kids are all in bed, I love to grab a handful of chocolate chips and watch a chick flick.  My all time, hands down favorite… Pretty in Pink.  I was a kid in the 80’s.  Molly Ringwald was my teen idol!  There is not a scene in that movie where I do not drool over her outfit.

The opening bars of the soundtrack of Pretty in Pink give me butterflies in my stomach!  I get all giggly and girly with excitement.  I have every song memorized… even the song playing on the radio in the back ground when Andy and Ducky are studying in her bedroom.  I never went to prom, but if I did I would break the mold like she did and do something really funky and cool.  Once I wore a Renaissance dress to a Valentines banquet so I know I’d have the guts to do something wild and out-of-the-box.

I think it’s cool and funny that she worked in a record store… technology has changed so much.  Speaking of the record store, the scene where Ducky dances for her to that Otis Redding song is the highlight of the whole movie!  Melts me every time.  I can not for the life of me figure out why she didn’t choose Ducky.

How about you, would you choose Blaine, the handsome rich guy or Ducky, the cool best friend?

Worship Service or Christian Rock Concert?


So yesterday was Sunday.  Normally my family and I head to church together, but this Sunday my husband was out of town with the only car that would fit all the kids.  So we stayed home and I searched on line for a church with live streaming of their service.  I found one that I have watched a couple of times, though I had never caught their worship time… their song service.  I won’t tell you which church I watched, but it was a very trendy, young Evangelical congregation.  Every woman on the stage wore thigh high boots and too much make-up.  Every man wore a shirt at least one size too small for his belly… one guy was wearing skinny jeans.  *shiver*  But I guess that’s cool now?  I don’t know.

Anyhow, I found it extremely hard… no impossible… to actually participate in this worship experience because I was totally distracted by the “Concert Effect” of what I saw on the screen.  The colored spot lights swirled, the audience bounced together with hands raised, the pretty people on stage hammed it up with very dramatic “worship” movements.  The cameras zoomed in for close-ups of the singers and musicians.  The quality was as good as a music video!  It felt inauthentic.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’m a Pentecostal Christian (I guess in America the lines between Pentecostal and Evangelical are sufficiently blurred so as to confuse even those of us that GO to church regularly).  I love an emotional worship experience.  When I worship, often I do it with my whole body.  I participate in the moving of the Holy Spirit.  So don’t mistake me, I enjoyed this musical experience, but I just couldn’t worship with it.  It felt more like a Christian Rock Concert- like a show.

So I just want to throw this question into the void:  What is the difference between a modern day Worship Service and a Christian Rock Concert?  I am interested in your input here, Dear Reader.  I would like to hear from both Christian and Secular readers.  What is your opinion of the image of the modern church, as you see it?  Are you comfortable here, or like me, do you feel like an outsider watching from a computer screen at home?