December 29, 2010

Either way He's glorified..............

"I may live or I may die....either way You're glorified.....bless the day I give my life away."

It's not my life.....all I have in me is for giving away.


The things that He's put before me to do have the power to further His kingdom and showcase His glory and His goodness. 

To make His name GREAT!!
..........................................That the world might KNOW Him-----truly KNOW Him.

When people look at me.......do they know the Father because they've known me?  When they see me do they see His goodness in me???

While I am here on earth.....I want MY life to bring Him glory.  I want my life to display His glory and bring Him honor.  That by my testimony....the words of my mouth....the favor He gives me....the blessings that fills my life.....the way I LIVE my life---unapologetically-----deliberately and ON PURPOSE----that His name would be GREAT!  


You ever hear of the butterfly effect? Your actions and choices have the potential to have lasting impact and effect well beyond today. So choose wisely.....

 If you look for them you'll see the extraordinary moments in the ordinary ones! Divine opportunities woven into the appointments we scheduled into our week. Our lives displaying God's goodness for all those we come into contact with and a chance to live life out LOUD and... be a living testimony!!!

This is in keeping with my own eager desire and persistent expectation and hope, that I shall not disgrace myself nor be put to shame in anything; but that with the utmost freedom of speech and unfailing courage, now as always heretofore, Christ (the Messiah) will be magnified and get glory and praise in this body of mine and be boldly exalted in my person, whether through (by) life or through (by) death.For me to live is Christ [His life in me], and to die is gain [the gain of the glory of eternity]. Philippians 1:20-21


 With you
I can go anywhere
I can do anything
Cause you are the song I bring
With you
I can go anywhere
I can do anything
Cause you are the song I bring
With you
You are the air I breathe
Cause you are my everything
And I am an offering

I may live and I may die
Either way you’re glorified
Bless the day I give my life away

So let my life light up like the city lights
And let it burn for you in the darkest night, Lord
And let my life light up like the city lights
And let it burn for you in the darkest night

And in you
I can begin again
I’m part of a bigger plan
Cause you are the great “I am”
And in you
Your life is in my veins
And you’ve broken all my chains
Cause you are the God who reins

I may live and I may die
Either way you’re glorified
Bless the day I give my life away

So let my life light up like the city lights
And let it burn for you in the darkest night, Lord
And let my life light up like the city lights
And let it burn for you in the darkest night

My light will shine on Earth
And my father will be praised
My light will shine on Earth
And my father will be praised

Let my life light up like the city lights
And let it burn for you in the darkest night
And let my life light up light the city lights
And let it burn for you in the darkest night
And let my life light up like the city lights
And let it burn for you in the darkest night

My light will shine on Earth
But for you Lord

December 2, 2010

Emmanuel---- God with us.....and even the Herdmans :)

We have been reading "The Best Christmas Pageant Ever" by Barbara Robinson. This story gets me laughing so hard when we read about the HORRIBLE things the Herdmans think up!!!!!... ...and "no one is prepared when the Herdmans invade church one Sunday-and decide to take over the annual Christmas pageant"

Here is a funny passage we read from the 4th chapter
 ...... "I don't understand the Herdmans.  You would have thought the Christmas story came right out of the F.B.I. files, they got so involved in it-wanted a bloody end to Herod, worried about Mary having her baby in a barn, and called the Wise Men a bunch of dirty spies.  And they left the first rehearsal arguing about whether Joseph should have set fire to the inn, or just chased the innkeeper into the next county." 

I laughed throughout the entire book...until I came to the end.  Without fail, every single time I cry as I read what happens when the meaning of the story hits home for these 6 little kids.  They may have understood it in their own way....In a completely NON-traditional way.  Not by OUR standards anyway.

To Gladys.... the angel of the Lord shows up with a "SHAZAM!!!!!!!!"
To the boys.... (the Wise Men).....they come bearing a ............Christmas ham?
To Imogene (Mary)....  The Wise Men were dirty spies and they'd better keep their distance from baby Jesus---------or else.


......."Next came Gladys, from behind the angel choir, pushing people out of the way and stepping on everyone's feet.  Since Gladys was the only one in the pageant who had anything to say she made the most of it:  "Hey!  Unto you a child is born"  she hollered, as if it was, for sure, the best news in the world.  And all the shepherds trembled, sore afraid-of Gladys mainly....."

To ME....this is what "IT'S" all about.  

  No grand entrance.  No ceremony.  Not MUCH of an audience.  A few gifts, yes.  A few visitors.  Not a night you expect for the arrival of a King.    But that night?    That night was about something GREATER.  Emmanuel-----God....present among.....US.  God came near to US.   
                         Here!?!?  


With so little for us to offer Him.  Making Himself at home......here.   Bringing Peace.  Here.  Bringing the Truth.  Here.  Bringing Hope.  Here.  To live amongst all of our ugliness.  Our dirt.  Our sin. Our imperfection.  He came to WALK WITH US----in it all.    JUST..........as.............we.............are.
To meet where we our.  In our limited understanding....reveals His glory to us.  

 The Word became flesh and dwelt among us and we have seen His glory. John 1:14

.........."Everyone had been waiting all this time for the Herdmans to do something absolutely unexpected.  And sure enough, that was what happened.  Imogene Herdman was crying.  In the candlelight her face was all shiny with tears and she didn't even bother to wipe them away.  She just sat there-awful old Imogene-in her crookedy veil, crying and crying and crying............As far as I'm concerned Mary is always going to look a lot like Imogene Herdman-sort of nervous and bewildered, but ready to clobber anyone who laid a hand on her baby.  And the Wise Men are always going to be Leroy and his brothers bearing ham.  When we came out of the the church that night it was cold and clear, with crunchy snow underfoot and bright, bright stars overhead.  And I thought about the Angel of the Lord-Gladys, with her skinny legs and her dirty sneaker sticking out from under her robe, yelling at all of us, everywhere:  "Hey!  Unto you a Child is born!"    

For you.  For me.  And for the Herdmans.............:)