Ick

I'm having one of those days where I'm feeling a big cry coming on. I hate those days. There is no good reason for it, but I can just feel it in my head. Does anyone else get those pre-big cry feelings? Any suggestions on how to head it off? Or should I embrace the big cry because I likely need it? Hmm... to cry or not to cry...

Imagination

Have you ever heard the song God Has a Wild Imagination? It's totally cheesy and from forever ago... I used to roller skate to it in high school. But the words are pretty accurate, I'd say that God has a pretty wild imagination, have you ever looked at a platypus? Anyway...

In revival this week I was reminded that God wants to put our imaginations to the test:

Ephesians 3:20-21
"Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen"

Now, I think I have a pretty good imagination. I spent most of my childhood playing make believe. My best friend and I invented our own universe for goodness sake, I don't think anyone used their imaginations more than we did. But yet God says to us "try me, I'll show you... I'll do you one better".

The speaker of the evening told us of having sit down imaginations with God - times where she sat down with her journal and simply imagined with God about the things that they could do together. For her it was reaching a million souls for him, teaching in four different continents, ministering to the leaders of our faith. She made me think, do I ever imagine with God? Do I accept his invitation to put my imagination to the test? If I let my imagination take over what could God and I do together?

I took some time the other day to imagine with God. I wrote down all that thought about. I can't wait to see how God works. Do you imagine with God? What do you imagine?

Out of the Ordinary

I love living on the eastern shore, some things about it are wonderful... however, today illustrates one of those things that drive me crazy.

Friday the 10th it was 86 degrees here. Today it is 35 and snowing. How much sense does that make???? Was I thankful for the warm weather? You better believe it. I was rejoicing in my shorts and tank top. However, I think I'd like a little more consistency than that. At least up north you know it's going to be cold until May, none of this tease of warm weather. With any luck we should be back up to 60 in a week... but you just never know. What I do know is that I'm sick of being cold, I didn't move south to be cold!

Another Question

Two posts in a matter of minutes... can you believe it? The shock of the century I must say.

Okay, here's the question. My district has just started a 40 day prayer and fasting campaign. Fasting is supposed to be a personal, private thing, right? Not something you talk about. All that stuff in Matthew about pagans, yeah... I don't want to do that. So how do I respond when my co-workers ask what I had for lunch, etc? I have a pretty curious bunch of co-workers... especiallly where food is concerned. In fact we often eat lunch together. I want to avoid discussion that's going to make me appear to have a "holier than thou" attitude, but I also recognize that it might be an opportunity to have a spiritual conversation.

Any suggestions?

the LOVE message

Jeremiah wants to know how the sermon went, so I'll give you my best summation... but really, I hate doing things like that. Self evaluation is not really my strong suit... I always tell people to ask someone who was there.

But anyway... I think it went pretty well. I think I went a little longer than I expected, but with the congregational involvement that I had that took up some extra time. Speaking of congregational involvement, I think that was the highlight for me. I had five men come up and read scripture passages about the love of God to their wives. No one knew that it was scripture though. That sounds funny, but it worked really well. And the last guy who read broke down and cried when he was reading to his wife. It was so touching. He said "After 40 years I don't need any paper to tell me what to say to my wife to tell her how much I love her." and then he read what I had written out for him anyway. it may sound a little cheesy on paper, but really it was just so touching. Every girl in the place was swooning, wishing that was HER husband up there.

Another highlight: A woman of around 70-75 came up to me after the service and said to me "When I came here this morning I said to my husband - I don't like woman preachers. But you did a great job. I was raised to think that that was something women just didn't do. But I was really proud of you and I really enjoyed it. Thanks for changing my mind." Yeah, I felt good. Hopefully it wasn't just my charm though ;) I hope there was a little God message behind it too :)