Tuesday, February 26, 2013

"And from the ashes, she heard a song..."

The third stanza in a long-form poem that I am currently writing, tentatively titled, "And From the Ashes, She Heard a Song..."

And from the ashes, she heard a song,
And that song was good.
And the L-rd said to her,
“Sing child, for you are no longer silent!”
And when she opened her lips
The sound of doves, lions,
Beasts and tears poured forth from her mouth.
And she became whole.
And then on that day, her life began.
For unto us, a child is born.
And this child is HE who has redeemed.
And every tear shall be dried,
And every sorrow shall be kept upon His breast.
Yet there will be those who hate Him,
Reject and despise Him.
And He shall be called Emanuel,
And from that Name a great wonder shall begin!
Life shall spring forth out of darkness,
And those living shall recognize the dead.
And those who walked in death
Shall be born into new life,
And we shall call Him Father…
And a great song of eternity shall resound
Upon the lips of all who believe!
And all that love Him
Shall endure forever, and ever.
And He shall be called incredible counselor,
Mighty G-d,
Everlasting Father,
The Prince of Peace!
And we shall know Him by the countenance of His love…

This is a rough draft, so I will be working out the "kinks" after I finish the entire work.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Introspective Reality

Today I was faced with a simple question: "What do you want to do?"  This question was not referring to this moment, tomorrow, nor was inquiring into the weeks ahead of me.  This was a question regarding my passions, desires, and utmost feelings of want and pleasure within my daily life.  It took very little for me to answer this question, as the first thing that came to my mind was the career that has been laid upon my heart - "Archaeology!"  I was, however, forced to think about this... If Archaeology is my true desire and passion, then what makes it so?  I am a singer, dancer, writer, painter, and a photographer... so why not pursue my love of these artistic endeavors?

Then the answer came to me.  I began to write, and the answer as to why archaeology specifically is what G-d has called me to became so clear... I will not be giving anything up through pursuing that part of my life...

I want to dig in the dirt, and feel the desert breeze on my face
I want to to stay up nights, with the feel of the excitement of another world
I want to see, feel, and touch history
the history that the world has so long denied
I want to breath in the air of the Holiness of G-d
I want to smell the fresh market in the downtown 
I want to live with people I don't know, but treat me like family
because I am there
I want to dwell in the Joys and Triumphs of my L-rd
and not grieve, nor mourn, but love those who are lost

I want to sing the Praises of the King

and dance as though no one is watching
But everyone is watching
I want to beat on drums, tambourines, cymbals, walls, carpets, dogs and cats*
and whatever is in my reach that will bring music and Joy in the Name of the L-rd...

I want to live with Him

my G-d
in a never ending
never ceasing wonder that is His Glory

I want to see Him return

And when He returns
I will look Him in the eyes
and say, "I love You."

My love for the Holy Land of Israel is nothing short of a desire to be even closer to my G-d, Yeshua the Messiah.  One thing I realize is that the call to live in Israel must first be upon the heart of G-d - not all believers are  called to live in the Land, but not all those who live their are believers.  I know I have also been called to spend time in Australia, as well as more time here, in the United States.  I love the people of G-d! Whether Jew or Gentile, we are His children! His love for us is intense, and we cannot yet comprehend it completely - which makes it even more lovely to pursue!  After all, who would desire a love that could be figured out, analyzed, and debunked?  Part of faith and knowledge is believing that when we see Him face to face, we will be in a place of understanding, and be able to fully embrace His love for us. 

Love is a lost concept in the believing community, and very few of us endeavor to make it a priority.  But love is the complete definition of G-d.  When He fights for us, it's because of love.  When He disciplines us, it is because of love.  When He sends us through the fire of trials, it is because He loves us, and desires us to experience growth.  There is not one thing He does that does not come from His absolute love and adoration of us - we are His Children! We are His babies!  He loves us, even the worst of us - even the most angry, the most sinful.  He loves thieves, murderers, liars, prostitutes, rapists, as much as He loves saints, deacons, Rabbi's, prophets, and intercessors.  The difference is He knows who is lost, and sends His saints and servants to them to help and intercede for them.  He lives His life to know us.  He lives His life to speak and interact with us - to intercede for us! He never gets tired of our talk - never gets tired of our lives! For all the crime we have committed (against Him, and against each other), He will never cease to take Joy in our growth, and send help to those who need it - even if they don't know it.  All good things come from the L-rd, and all bad things come from the adversary.

Have a blessed night/day, and always remember how G-d is living to know you.

*I don't actually beat on dogs and cats, I was just using creative imagery.

Sunday, February 3, 2013

The Kitty Story

Recently, I have been privileged with the call to minister to friends and family; noting that I am in no way certified nor traditionally educated in any form of ministry, I find it an honor to be called to minister in certain peoples lives - most notably friends and family, although there are few strangers who are touched by words and actions that reflect the love of Messiah. In turn I am (and feel) blessed to be at a point in my life where I can begin to exude the essence of Messiah's love and compassion.  Daily I find things that need improvement, as well as things that need to be gotten rid of all together - this is why I value friendship, as well as the leadership within my congregation that does not take discipleship lightly, but keeps it as a G-dly burden upon their hearts.  Few people are truly called to be leadership in the congregation, but all people are called to be leaders in all aspects of their lives - whether in family, friends, work, and other relationships; we were not created in His image to be bystanders, but rather the ones rushing past the sedentary and complacent.  We were never meant to be quenched until we receive the ultimate goal: Seeing His face, looking directly into His eyes, and as we gaze into His eyes, not being able to contain our utter Joy for His Glory.

He is an amazing G-d.  What else can be said about a Father who loved us to death (literally)?

In fact, there is much to be said about Him, but all of these words mean only one thing... Summed up in John 3:16-17 (A verse some of us were taught from the moment we were born, and others who have never even read this scripture, nor heard of this book): "For G-d loves us so much, that He came into flesh, and His body died.  Not to condemn us, nor to accuse us, but that we would realize His complete and perfect love, that we too will be redeemed."*

For not even death could keep us from His Great Love, as proven within scripture.

The other night I experienced a wonderful illustration of not only His great love, but how we as the body of Messiah should love in return:

"I decided about 5 minutes ago (2:43am) to swaddle myself in my quilt and chill on my couch until I fall asleep.. so I picked up my kitty (who was sound asleep on more covers than she needed), picked up my quilt from beneath her, then set her lovingly back on her warm spot. She looked up at me all sleepy eyed, jumped off my bed and proceeded to follow me into my living room. After I settled myself, she kneaded my feet, on which she is now sleeping - which brings me to this...

If we all acted as the true body of Messiah, we would - when our Father, Yeshua picks us up - yawn, stretch perhaps, gaze at Him sleepy eyed, then proceed to follow Him to a safer place. And when we reached our destination... we would lay at His feet, as though nothing happened. We would resume our assigned post of being curled up and comfy right where we belong.. at our Father's feet."

Indeed, our place is in the comfort of our Messiah. It doesn't matter who we are, where we are, and it certainly doesn't matter what we've been through.  Men and Women alike, He loves us, and we are all His babies.

 Good night!

*Original interpretation based on John 3:16-17 of the Holy Bible, NIV (New International Version).