Look up. The wide blue sky is like an ocean, except its waves are it’s currents, it’s vessels airplanes. Below, a lonely lampost looks up, longing. #montreal #sunset #intothelight #photooftheday #travel #airplane #lampostlove #lampost #airy #poetry #skyline #aero #sunrays #wonder #longing #freedom #escape
Getting Ready for the Big day.
Luke 14:8 -11
8 When you are invited by anyone to a marriage feast, do not recline on the chief seat [in the place of honor], lest a more distinguished person than you has been invited by him,
9 And he who invited both of you will come to you and say, Let this man have the place [you have taken]. Then, with humiliationand a guilty sense of impropriety, you will begin to take the lowest place.
10 But when you are invited, go and recline in the lowest place, so that when your host comes in, he may say to you, Friend, go up higher! Then you will be honored in the presence of all who sit [at table] with you.
11 For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled (ranked below others who are honored or rewarded), and he who humbles himself (keeps a modest opinion of himself and behaves accordingly) will be exalted (elevated in rank).
Spring time is here. Time for weddings and matrimonial blossoming.
Sealed with a kiss, declared before men and God. In the effort
to participate in any wedding there are things expected from every
side. Each person has a role to play, a specific attire to wear, things
to say, places to be. Why is it that we make a wedding ceremony so
important? It serves as a time and place to declare our love and
commitment publicly to our soon to be spouse. Loving openly and
without subterfuge, it is the day where selfless-ness is magnified.
The Bible has a lot to say about weddings and marriage. How we
should prepare for one, even how to behave during the wedding feast.
The sobering thought is that we are actually preparing for a
celestial wedding, an awesome union in the sky, when bride meets
groom. When heaven meets earth, when God is joined with his bride,
the church. Holiness is our attire. Our behaviour Christ-like.
What is our attitude during a wedding? How do we feel during the event? Selfish? Uncomfortable? I find during a wedding we are posed with serious questions, even as observers. Commitment, and surrender - decisions to be made. A flurry of impressions. Are we getting ready for that Big Day?
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I believe in listening to music that makes you feel uncomfortable.
Music that challenges you to face the things inside your head.
The pleasant and the unpleasant.
Too often hidden, the unsightly – the unsavoury.
We are not the sum of only good feelings.
We are seasoned through the negative and challenging verses of life.
Singing sadly, listening to a morose melody, letting the words of
song hit you deep. This is truth. Revelation of our heart.
This is music’s power, piercing the air, entering the listener’s ear,
and piercing their heart.
Music waits for no ones application, it is penetrating.
Welcomed sometimes, disdained at times.
Transcendent of cultural spheres and accesses the spiritual realm.
It makes us reel in pain, rejoice in elation. it is God’s finger on the keyboard.
It is his breath as he sustains the melody of our life. Music isn’t what we make it
to be. It is otherworldly, spiritual despite our effort to remove it from its foundation.
God made music. God made us. We are the song of his lips. The strike of his bow.
The glitter of his strum. Yet we fall out of tune. We break under strain. We resist,
but to yield to Him, is to resound the beauty of his composition. Blossoming,
burgeoning, growing, breath-taking, it’s his love song.
To create harmony, all notes must be strong and unwavering.
Any deviation creates confusion, and an underlying tension.
So as He adjusts the pins, the tuning, the tightening, the moulding of his hands,
the precision of his will– we cannot allow ourselves to be slack.
11 Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless
afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby.
12 Wherefore lift up the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees;
13 And make straight paths for your feet, lest that which is lame be turned out of the way; but let it rather be healed.
So you thought you had truth?
The thing you felt was right,
The idea you thought was light.
Trying not to be dismissive, yet so hard.
Truth isn’t based on feeling.
Truth is fact. It is the foundation,
the un-straying ever annoying prod
in your soul that you- in reality, could be better.
So…we keep to ourselves.
Avoiding self-examination and introspection.
Oh the weakness, oh the embarrassment of
a human soul, the ever living, everlasting human soul.
Fallen in estate, after the earthquake–
of a sin pitched existence.
The turmoil that rises in our chest.
The unrest that boils over in our breasts.
He knows. He sees. He feels.
The truth is this, and that He knows more
of us than we care, or fear to delve into.
The ugly truth meets the beautiful reality.
What an odd couple. Free. It is. It is the truth.
Face to face, grace meets disgrace.
We can’t help but grin.
Forget the lies. Let your countenance light.
Why are we so uncomfortable?
As if He doesn’t know us? Our frame and sin?
Behold the lamb that takes away the sin of the world.
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