Noah and at least 2 of every animal floated around on water for 40 days when the world was flooded...
Moses parted the Red Sea and then Israel walked across to the other side...
David threw a little rock at a big man and he fell down...
Jesus was born in a manger and was given gifts by three wise men and there were little sheep and cows around (we should do a yearly skit about that)...
It upsets me when I see what we have done to huge moments in history and more specifically what we have done to the mighty works of God.
Noah didnt just float around for 40 days. God poured out His wrath and killed EVERYONE and EVERYTHING except who and what was on the ark. That is NOT a cute little kids story and shouldnt be painted on nursery walls!
Moses didnt just part the red sea, for one God did and secondly God set them free from slavery. Trust me in that they didnt just walk to the other side. They were running from Pharaoh and his army, they were running for their LIVES.
David did sling a rock at a big man, and then cut off the mans head. how often do we tell that part of the story to the kids? God allowed David to stand up for an entire nation!!
Dont even really get me started on this one. Jesus was born in a manger but it was nothing like our stupid Christmas pageants!
Im sorry but why do we tell these stories the way we do? mainly tradition at this point i suppose, but i mean who first thought it was a good idea to put the worlds destruction (flood) on a nursery wall and to make it a cute kids story? dont get me wrong, i dont think we should scare children with bible stories but lets not make them something they are not, that is all im saying.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Instead of a Show BY: Jon Foreman
I hate all your show and pretense
The hypocrisy of your praise
The hypocrisy of your festivals
I hate all your show
Away with your noisy worship
Away with your noisy hymns
I stomp on my ears when you're singing 'em
I hate all your show
Instead let there be a flood of justice
An endless procession of righteous living, living
Instead let there be a flood of justice
Instead of a show
Your eyes are closed when you're praying
You sing right along with the band
You shine up your shoes for services
There's blood on your hands
You turned your back on the homeless
And the ones that don't fit in your plan
Quit playing religion games
There's blood on your hands
Instead let there be a flood of justice
An endless procession of righteous living, living
Instead let there be a flood of justice
Instead of a show
I hate all your show
Let's argue this out
If your sins are blood red
Let's argue this out
You'll be one of the clouds
Let's argue this out
Quit fooling around
Give love to the ones who can't love at all
Give hope to the ones who got no hope at all
Stand up for the ones who can't stand at all, all
I hate all your show
I hate all your show
I hate all your show
I hate all your show
Instead let there be a flood of justice
An endless procession of righteous living, living
Instead let there be a flood of justice
Instead of a show
I hate all your show
The hypocrisy of your praise
The hypocrisy of your festivals
I hate all your show
Away with your noisy worship
Away with your noisy hymns
I stomp on my ears when you're singing 'em
I hate all your show
Instead let there be a flood of justice
An endless procession of righteous living, living
Instead let there be a flood of justice
Instead of a show
Your eyes are closed when you're praying
You sing right along with the band
You shine up your shoes for services
There's blood on your hands
You turned your back on the homeless
And the ones that don't fit in your plan
Quit playing religion games
There's blood on your hands
Instead let there be a flood of justice
An endless procession of righteous living, living
Instead let there be a flood of justice
Instead of a show
I hate all your show
Let's argue this out
If your sins are blood red
Let's argue this out
You'll be one of the clouds
Let's argue this out
Quit fooling around
Give love to the ones who can't love at all
Give hope to the ones who got no hope at all
Stand up for the ones who can't stand at all, all
I hate all your show
I hate all your show
I hate all your show
I hate all your show
Instead let there be a flood of justice
An endless procession of righteous living, living
Instead let there be a flood of justice
Instead of a show
I hate all your show
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Hated Words
Ok, sorry it has been forever since I have written anything. my life has been crazy busy lately running between two jobs and moving into a house. so, I ask your forgiveness!
Alright, as many of you know I am a part time Youth Pastor now. It has already had its ups and downs, moments of frustration and excitement. Well, this week we are at Mission Fuge in Mobile, AL and the worship has been absolutely GREAT for me! something I have needed for a while.
The down side is this, I have discovered words that set me off faster than anything. Words that make me more angry than a lot of things. Twice this week we have been in Church group time and I'll be trying to get them quiet to listen to something I have to say and one of my kids will say, "hey guys quiet down and listen so we can get this over with!" I respond in a way I probably shouldnt, with sarcasm/anger, my response has been "YEAH guys, shut up and listen so we can get out of here because you are just going to forget what I have to say anyways because you dont want to be here!"
I am trying and trying my hardest to get these guys to understand what it is all about and it comes up void everytime it seems like. I understand that I havent been here long and I understand that they are young but something just feels wrong here. Most of them just openly sin like it doesnt mean anything at all and I just dont understand that. I brought them here to camp hoping that something might sink in and they just sit in worship and bible study staring at a wall barely listening.
Ok, God is good!! to you guys this will seem weird but the last paragraph was going to be the last one. I stepped away because a couple of my kids wanted to talk, they are thinking and praying seriously about going to Canada for the entire summer next year to do mission work. maybe the Lord is doing something here. I just needed to vent. sorry this blog is so random, haha. The Lord is Good! Psalm 67, Let ALL the peoples Praise HIM!!
Alright, as many of you know I am a part time Youth Pastor now. It has already had its ups and downs, moments of frustration and excitement. Well, this week we are at Mission Fuge in Mobile, AL and the worship has been absolutely GREAT for me! something I have needed for a while.
The down side is this, I have discovered words that set me off faster than anything. Words that make me more angry than a lot of things. Twice this week we have been in Church group time and I'll be trying to get them quiet to listen to something I have to say and one of my kids will say, "hey guys quiet down and listen so we can get this over with!" I respond in a way I probably shouldnt, with sarcasm/anger, my response has been "YEAH guys, shut up and listen so we can get out of here because you are just going to forget what I have to say anyways because you dont want to be here!"
I am trying and trying my hardest to get these guys to understand what it is all about and it comes up void everytime it seems like. I understand that I havent been here long and I understand that they are young but something just feels wrong here. Most of them just openly sin like it doesnt mean anything at all and I just dont understand that. I brought them here to camp hoping that something might sink in and they just sit in worship and bible study staring at a wall barely listening.
Ok, God is good!! to you guys this will seem weird but the last paragraph was going to be the last one. I stepped away because a couple of my kids wanted to talk, they are thinking and praying seriously about going to Canada for the entire summer next year to do mission work. maybe the Lord is doing something here. I just needed to vent. sorry this blog is so random, haha. The Lord is Good! Psalm 67, Let ALL the peoples Praise HIM!!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
My Ridiculous Family
ok, so i decided to share a family story with you guys. last year i was visiting my great aunt in Georgia. she is my mother's father's sister, so she is from my mother's ancestry. we were sitting around talking about random thing and my great aunt was telling us random stories and this one came along.
she told us all that back in the day my family owned Stone Mountain.
when my great aunt said those words we all thought she was crazy. but then the story was confirmed by other elders of my family. my mothers ancestors use to own Stone Mountain. we all asked the same question you are now asking, what happened? she responded, "they sold it to another family for a donkey, a donkey cart, and a bottle of whiskey." WHAT?!!
yes, yes that is a true story. my family was ridiculous enough to sell what would be a future national treasure for a donkey, a donkey cart, and a bottle of whiskey. ugh!!
she told us all that back in the day my family owned Stone Mountain.
when my great aunt said those words we all thought she was crazy. but then the story was confirmed by other elders of my family. my mothers ancestors use to own Stone Mountain. we all asked the same question you are now asking, what happened? she responded, "they sold it to another family for a donkey, a donkey cart, and a bottle of whiskey." WHAT?!!
yes, yes that is a true story. my family was ridiculous enough to sell what would be a future national treasure for a donkey, a donkey cart, and a bottle of whiskey. ugh!!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Surely We Can Change
By: David Crowder
And the problem is this
We were bought with a kiss
But the cheek still turned
Even when it wasn’t hit
And I don’t know
What to do with a love like that
And I don’t know
How to be a love like that
When all the love in the world
Is right here among us
And hatred too
And so we must choose
What our hands will do
Where there is pain
Let there be grace
Where there is suffering
Bring serenity
For those afraid
Help them be brave
Where there is misery
Bring expectancy
And surely we can change
Surely we can change
Something
And the problem it seems
Is with you and me
Not the Love who came
To repair everything
And I don’t know
What to do with a love like that
And I don’t know
How to be a love like that
When all the love in the world
Is right here among us
And hatred too
And so we must choose
What our hands will do
Oh, the world’s about to change
The whole world’s about to change
And the problem is this
We were bought with a kiss
But the cheek still turned
Even when it wasn’t hit
And I don’t know
What to do with a love like that
And I don’t know
How to be a love like that
When all the love in the world
Is right here among us
And hatred too
And so we must choose
What our hands will do
Where there is pain
Let there be grace
Where there is suffering
Bring serenity
For those afraid
Help them be brave
Where there is misery
Bring expectancy
And surely we can change
Surely we can change
Something
And the problem it seems
Is with you and me
Not the Love who came
To repair everything
And I don’t know
What to do with a love like that
And I don’t know
How to be a love like that
When all the love in the world
Is right here among us
And hatred too
And so we must choose
What our hands will do
Oh, the world’s about to change
The whole world’s about to change
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