Showing posts with label inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inspiration. Show all posts

Thursday, February 11, 2010

iTunes Shuffle - Simply Amazed

Today's shuffle song pick is one I hold dear. Written and performed by one of the most incredible followers of Christ I've ever met...a true brother :), Jordan Frye. Here's a guy who's got talent, passion and humility like you've never seen. It's been a joy and privilege to watch him grow, and his musical ambitions flourish. I hope you enjoy the love he shares, and if you love him as much as I do, let me know - he performs in the San Diego area quite often. Also, his band "Urban Rescue" can usually be found leading worship at various Youth Camps(usually at Forest Home!) and Church services around the SoCal area...

Simply Amazed - Jordan Frye/Urban Rescue

All I see before me are broken pieces
But in my dream I caught a glimpse of you
Awakened by the sound I'm captivated
Falling more each day in love with You

Even Now
I'm looking up to heaven
Even Now
You're singing over me

So I come amazed by you
Amazed by you
Simply Amazed

To look into the eyes of tender mercy
As they pressed the thorns upon your brow
How can it be that you were thinking of me?
I never knew such love until now

Even Now
I'm looking up to heaven
Even Now
You're singing over me

So I come amazed by you
Amazed by you
Simply amazed

And I'm singing like its the first time...

With all my love
I've come undone
Simply Amazed
With all my love
For all You've done
Simply Amazed

*I couldn't get an embed, so visit the link below:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CJqH1e9mZGg

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

A Quote from Walt

“A person should set his goals as early as he can and devote all his energy and talent to getting there. With enough effort, he may achieve it. Or he may find something that is even more rewarding. But in the end, no matter what the outcome, he will know he has been alive.”

~Walt Disney.

Is it too late? I want to be alive...no matter what.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Be Not Afraid...

Happy Christmas Eve my dear friends...

Although, I have to admit, I've been less in the Christmas spirit this year than ever before. I'm not quite sure why - but am thinking it has had something to do with the overwhelming busyness of my life lately. It's just hard to comprehend that it is yet another Christmas season, and yet another year coming to an end.

Today I woke up early to go to work (which wasn't too bad...just like another day), then had the privilege of attending two different church services for the special occasion. The first one was at my home church, a lovely time of moving from "Merry Christmas" to "Oh Holy Night", from being overjoyed by the arrival of a baby to worshipping my King. The music, the word and the family was, as usual - incredible. Later on in the evening I attended my grandmother's church with a few other family members for their traditional service. I was a bit skeptical about this - but ended up being moved like I haven't in ages. The pastor explored a little about that opening line of the Angels to the shepherds..."Do not be afraid...". God wants to speak to us, to be with us, and we shouldn't be fearful of that - because it's GREAT news that He offers. It was definitely a time of contemplation for me (and I'm sure you'll see future blogs reflecting that as we enter into a new year...hopefully one where I practice daily my hope in "FEAR NOT").

But perhaps the part that touched me the most was a verse from a carol we sang...

O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by.
Yet in thy dark streets shineth the everlasting Light;
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.

It made me realize that because of tonight, because of an all-powerful and all-loving God arriving in the precious form of a little baby...

darkness has no power...
Light shines on our world forever...
my hopes throughout the years are held in Him alone...
and my fears are stilled...

because of a tiny baby.

You know what I call that? Peace.

*and speaking of babies, any moment now another precious gift will be entering our world :). My friend Maggie went into labor about 6:30 tonight, and soon...baby girl Natalie will be gracing us with her presence. Two very amazing gifts if you ask me...*

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

how PRIMARY is scripture?

so this winter i am participating in a class at my church, going through the book of Acts. its nice to finally have a solid reason to look forward to mondays :). not even joking when i say its one of the top three highlights of the week (the other two being home groups on thursday night, and well...saturday mornings when i dont have to set my alarm clock and wake up to go to work!).

last night we went over the passage in Acts 16-18, following Paul on his second missionary journey. at first we find him in thessolonica, where the jews cause a "riot" and throw him out. next Paul travels to berea, where he finds the bereans to be of "more noble character(than the thessalonians), testing the scriptures daily to see if what Paul said was true." (woohoo, go bereans. for those of you just tuning into my life, i attended a few years at Berean Bible College, in which our mission was to immitate the styles of those early bereans :)). the scriptures were definitely primary in the life of the bereans. some jews, some philosophical greeks...the bereans were great thinkers and that obviously was something that stood out to the writer of Acts.

our teacher challenged us with a question: how primary is scripture in your life? it was honest and valid, plain and simple. did we consider scripture first? or perhaps (like the wesleyean thought) we filtered our spiritual life through four areas: scripture, experience, tradition and thought. as is often the case, i wanted to have the right answer at that moment. but i was quite at a loss for my own answer.

being a christ follower for 12 years now, and being a minister of the Word for most of that time, scripture has definitely played a major role. but is it primary? truth be told, perhaps i agree more with wesley, and allow all four to work. my experiences that i've had with God and His Spirit have hugely (and will continue to do so) molded me into the being you know this very day. i cannot deny that. the traditions and histories that have been passed down through generations may evolve and adapt, but ultimately define what we, as a race of believers, come from. who would want to give less honor to that? and truth has been revealed throughout the ages, through great thinkers using the very gifts given them to reason. i see that all of the time.

i learned once (at berean bible college, go figure!), something about the revelation of truth. we have the privelage of standing at a place in history where we can look back far enough to see the process of the revelation of truth. God's ultimate truth, in all of it's facets, is entirely too much for the human mind, heart and soul to comprehend all at once. so throughout time, we see the revelation of that truth being dispersed. not only into different generations, but to different cultures, genders, and most importantly, through different tactics. in OT times, truth was given to generations of slaves and kings, through law and word, but also through spirit and experience. as time progressed, tradition played a key role in the revelation of God's truth...both in the thriving age of the roman catholic church, and also in it's regression. the greeks brought us into maybe our first "age of enlightenment" as humans, and more was discovered. and in that time, God showed more of His truth by pouring out His Spirit on all men and women who believed. from then on, there are so many more incidences where we know of God's involvement in the growth of His people. Martin Luther & King Henry VIII, brought the Church into new existence. More truth was revealed in the Great Awakenings, which started in England and then moved across the sea into a new world. A missional mindset was re-ignited as believers in different "denominations" began to seek truth for themselves. even now, we see the church "emerging" into something new, discovering new ways to live a christ centered life and being moved towards more truth.

whew. all that to say, God does what He wants, when He wants, to whom He wants, in the way He deems appropriate. We are His. at the disposal of His hands. and although i admire the bereans for their devotion to scripture, making it primary in their lives, i have to believe that the Lord would ask us to have openness to all of the above mentioned "filters". He's given each to us. why not take full advantage, and use them to their fullest ability?

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

death and inspiration

michael crichton is dead. my favorite author is gone. when i first heard the news i started to cry. it may seem ridiculous to you but he was more than just an "author" in my eyes. his writing was joy for me, an escape from whatever reality i was in, a challenge of the ideals i held. and more than that, he was inspiration to me. he was a man who actually took passion in each of his subjects, learning as much as he could about each facet he included in his stories. when you found yourself enveloped in one of his novels, the characters and each detail in the story exhibited interest and passion. i loved reading his work.

i think ever since i read jurassic park (my first michael crichton experience), i wanted to be the kind of writer he is. and with each new endeavor into his literary world, whether in the science fiction and fantasy of dinosaurs, foreign political turmoil, gruesome historical legends, medical mysteries or environmental legal issues...he became somewhat of a hero. in the middle of all of those, i came across his autobiography, "travels", and was even more impressed on his open mind and adventurous spirit. more than just a box office and bestseller list hit, michael crichton proved himself to be great.

so now, it may not be as shocking to know that upon news of his death, i began to cry. however, the part in this story that breaks my heart even more...when my grandfather passed away just a few short years ago, i didn't shed a single tear. although we were blood, and i'd known him my entire life...i dont think i ever felt a connection to the man. most memories i have of him just make me upset or angry, and to be honest, those memories are few.

i place a high value on family. but what i'm feeling right now just goes to prove how even the simplest person can have an effect on people the world over. my grandfather perhaps had a slightly negative affect, and michael crichton has impacted me more than expected.

so i guess its just something to keep in mind, no matter who you are, your life is making an imprint in someone elses...you will always matter in some way to others...