Blog Carnival: Community Community is getting to be a buzzword that hardly seems recognizable. It has become permanently connected with a metrosexual worship leader at the hip church which has an outreach into some impoverished place. But is that community? Yesterday I wrote about Facebook's social networking site. Did you know that there are more than 300 million active users and that 50% of their active users (returned to the site in the last 30 days) log on to Facebook in any given day and that the average user has 130 friends on the site? Is that community? Do we really have a community or do we talk so much about it and request friends by the busload because we desire it intensely? We were made for community. Creator said it was not good for that first man to be alone. Even Creator was not alone. We need to walk with others. We need our village. We need them to not only walk with us a...
When I was a child, I would hear of missionaries dying, literally, to bring Jesus to people. There was something romantic about being that serious about one's faith, and even about being chosen by God for those trials. In my child's mind anyway. It was the most fascinating thing to me, their faith, and I prayed that I would be able to do something that great for God. I still have a heart for the persecuted church and our brothers and sisters who struggle to bring Jesus to places where it can be deadly. But as an adult, the situation is not nearly as romantic. One individual in the news today is Pastor Saeed Abedini. Pastor Saeed is an Iranian American who converted from Islam to Christianity. That in itself is dangerous, but he also was a pastor of an underground church of thousands and sought to bring others to faith. Iran, being a Muslim country, tolerates a Christian minority, but has distinct disdain for con...
I continue to beg God for grace and to help me set aside this stupid pride that makes it so difficult to not rebel. I am not even sure what I am supposed to be NOT rebelling against half the time, but it makes it really hard to just sit with God when I know He isn't telling me to go away or just go have babies or whatever the drama of the moment is. Even as I realize in the depths of my heart that I am a woman, (yes, I understand it needn't take that much time to figure it out, but somehow I thought there was a loop hole or that maybe the "priesthood of all believers" really was ALL believers, not just those with certain anatomy) God has not let His pull on my heart or my spirit lessen. Somehow I started feeling just a little normal (not abnormal anyway about this hold He has on me) but then it hits me again, in waves like nausea. I find my prayer has been a little impatient lately-"Dude, what do you want me to do?" I would do anything, except the thing...
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