“After this I looked and there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people, and language, standing before the throne and in front of the Lamb…And they cried out in a loud voice: ‘Salvation belongs to our God, who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb.’”
Rev 7:9-10. That’s the image that came to mind while I watched this. A glimpse of heaven and a glimpse of God’s heart for the lost.
“May the peoples praise you, O God; may all the peoples praise you.
Then the land will yield its harvest, and God, our God, will bless us.
God will bless us, and all the ends of the earth will fear him.”
May we always be moved to pray Psalm 67 as a promise!
Young Oceans - “None But Thee”
I’ve been into more experimental/folk-inspired praise and worship (e.g. Gungor) and conveniently, a friend recently introduced me to Young Oceans (which happens to be his church’s praise team). What a great sound!
Give a listen and check out NoiseTrade to legally download for free. :)
I decided to start documenting “crazy moments” that is the sovereignty of God reflected through coincidence…
Came across this link while I was preparing for last Friday’s program for M28 (our high school ministry’s relatively new name!). It’s a Cru research paper published last May on “trends” seen in evangelism on college campuses. It totally supports this book I’ve been reading called Reimagining Evangelism: Inviting Friends on a Spiritual Journey, which was a finalist for Outreach Resource of the Year (2006). And both of these align with the conversations I’ve been having with Pastor Ron on the on-going and continual shift into a new evangelism paradigm (conversations where I mostly listen, wide-eyed). And what is crazy is all this further matches very well with the things that God has been impressing on me since I’ve been back in NYC.
There were several instances in the past few months where I would come across an idea or I would hear testimonies from my mom or sisters at church and I can only describe it as it was “impressed” on me. I would keep thinking about it for days and longer but would come to no conclusion as to why it strikes me so (testimonies normally strike me but not in a way that is a lingering thought with no yet real conclusion). And so after I decided to change what I had planned for at least 2 weeks to the concepts as described in the book, I was staring at my powerpoint, thinking “Hm. These are valid, simple points but they’re really only concepts on paper at this point…” and then I realized that everything that was “impressed” upon me were examples in support of those very concepts. That was a crazy moment. And if no kids got anything out of last Friday (though I do trust, through the Spirit, they would get whatever they need to get), I was very much assured that God is trying to challenge me and teach me and show me and change the way I think about things.
Will share more later…and God is so good to me!!
Oh, how I love Walk Off the Earth! Gianni is also playing a cigar-box guitar that he opens and closes for percussion purposes. HAHA!
by Julie Adams
It is his name that means blossoming,
yet I’m the flourishing flower in his gentle light.
Most commonly noted, he’s a supporter, an ally,
perhaps that is how he scaled my protective garden wall.
Rumi says much about the wonder of the sea current,
the strong wind, how love carries us along;
I wonder if this buoyancy could be the same
tenderness to which he refers. Am I the ruby,
is he the sunlight, bright and apparent before me;
does he manifest this as his name also suggests.
I wonder at the flowing I feel, the fish in me
that swims like a fry new to the water.
How long can I swim against the rushing current;
I am no salmon.
I wonder at the heights I feel, the stork in me
crossing the sky, gliding into warm air.
How mad can I be to fly against the imposing wind;
I am no swift.
He is part of me now, perhaps he’s been there
all along; waiting patiently for me to look and see,
like a mirror, all I ever wanted reflected back;
His light to my ruby soul, his love to my desire.
My heart slowly opens in his hand, a gentle petal.
My lips give way to his kiss, a moment blossoms.
The 2012 Colour Run is currently touring through 20 U.S. cities. The only requirement is wearing a white shirt. Throughout the run, participants are doused in bright pigments (cornstarch that is 100% natural and safe). Each kilometer is focused on a specific color – 1k is yellow, 2k is blue, 3k is green, 4k is pink, and the 5k finish is a “Colour Extravaganza” where a rainbow of hues are thrown.
So totally doing this!! This will be a year of several 5k runs!
It’s been a week of life without my grandparents. The house definitely seems a little bigger, momentary silences a little longer, but we’re adjusting.
Been cleaning, cooking, babysitting Vince and definitely appreciating my grandparents who labored over raising us for the past 18 years.
In a Chinese music phase again. New song by a Chord (pretty unknown but talented singer-songwriter) who wrote this song for his grandparents. If I had talent, I would write one for mine too!
Hold us in quiet through the age-long minute
While Thou art silent, and the wind is shrill:
Can the boat sink while Thou, dear Lord, art in it?
Can the heart faint that waiteth on Thy will?
(half a poem by Amy Carmichael)
