"Something's Coming"

Isaiah 43: 18-19 says:

The Lord says, "Forget what happened before, and do not think about the past. Look at the new thing I am going to do. It is already happening. Don't you see it?

I will make a road in the desert and rivers in the dry land."

"Something's Coming."

I feel it in my bones. I hear the refrain repeated again and again in my spirit. Sometimes softly. Other times, loudly.

"Something's Coming."

He is going to direct my path, my family's path, my ministry, our ministry. He is about to do something. It's going to be life-changing, life-altering.

"Something's Coming."

Doors that were closed will open. What seemed ludicrous to many will be made reality. And the impossible will be made possible--and we will PRAISE HIM for it.

Let it be, Lord.

Let it be to me, according to Your word.

"I'd Rather Go with You"

For my husband's birthday, I wanted to get him tickets to see an OKC Thunder game. He loves the Thunder.

"Babe, I want to get you Thunder tickets for your birthday."

"Cool!" he said. (And this is a BIG DEAL because my husband is very difficult to buy for.)

"So which game would you like to attend? And who would you like to take with you?" It was not a loaded question. I would buy him whatever he requested.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

I mentioned a couple of his buddies who might like to go with him.

"I want to go with you," he said.

"You sure?" I asked.

He looked at me squarely in the eyes, "Well, yeah. I'd rather go with you."

I stood there, I must admit, a bit stunned. He wanted to take me.

After four years of marriage...he still wanted to take me.

Even now, something within me rejoices at that statement. And I am reminded of how GRATEFUL I am to be married to someone who is my best friend, my boyfriend, my husband--all in one.

I pray for Sissy's mate. That she will wait for the Right One. The One He has for her. Because it's going to knock her socks off. Like this does.

I love you, Stephen. I love you so much.

"Praise Him Like You're at a Ballgame!"

Tonight, at church, we were encouraged again to "open up," to "praise Him with all our might," to "praise Him Like You're at a Ballgame" or whatever other venue where we feel it's all right to "let it all out" and cheer and praise God with abandon...

As usual, tonight I just stood there, having an internal dialogue with God: "They have no idea what they're asking, do they?"

Well, I should start by saying that I don't give a rat's hindside who's winning a ballgame or who just scored a point or two or three or six or whatever they're scoring at the time...The most I've done is whistle loudly or clap for a team (and I often do that for whichever team did something really cool, to the chagrin of whoever is standing beside me proudly wearing school colors)...

But this "Praising Him with all your might"...???

Tonight, as they were encouraging us, I just thought, "If I really did that, if I really praised Him like that, with all my might, I would probably be hauled off to the looney bin..."

Because when I praise, often every fibre of my being responds...I can literally feeeeeel it within me, from the top of my head to the soles of my feet. I feel like my soul is a separate BEING within me, pushing itself hard against the wall of my flesh (I often feel "real" pain when this happens.) And it takes all of the self-control I have not to jump a mile high, or stand on the pew and jump as high as possible into the air, or run circles around the church and altars and whatever else I can do to expend spiritual energy while exalting my Lord!!!

Sorry, but I'm not doing that in a church service. If and when I do that, I'll do it in my prayer time or at church when no one is there...If I "unleash"--and that'll be exactly what it is--it won't be for anyone's glory but HIS. I'm no "show-boater."

But I promise you this...if and when I "unleash" for Him, I'll put EVERY OUNCE OF MY ENERGY AND BEING INTO IT, because I am FREAKING SERIOUS ABOUT HIM and LOVING HIM and THANKING HIM for EVERYTHING HE IS...

My all-time favorite song, "The Happy Song," is a song that is never-ending. It goes something like this, "I could sing unending song, of how He saved my soul. And I could dance a million miles, because of His great love..." THAT'S ME. If I ever started praising Him with all my might, I'd never stop. I can promise you that. And I'd probably keep praising until my body seized up and I went into a coma or seizures or something.

Seriously.

So, when you see me standing very still the next time they call for folks to "Praise Him Like You're at A Ballgame," maybe you'll understand why...

*smile*

Christian Unity

Ephesians 4:5 says, "There is one Lord, one faith, and one baptism."

I believe this. I believe that, though our various interpretations of scripture differ and have caused centuries of division among us, we must begin to understand that our strength INCREASES when we link arms with our fellow believers.