Connect the Dots

Dots; seemingly random, isolated and obscure are beginning to connect. Not all of them, in fact, not most of them. But some of them, and no doubt, the greater picture will be much more awesome than a cat in a hat.

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Two Hands by Jars of Clay

I love songwriting, and as a result I hardly ever actually listen to music. Instead, I'll spend time silently (or not so silently) mulling over lyrics I'm writing. Well, for a few weeks now I've tried broadening my horizons a bit by actually listening to the radio, hoping to grow as a songwriter. Two Hands by Jars of Clay has been playing a lot, and it really speaks to my heart as I feel God calling me to a higher commitment of serving Him fully, living in worship and ministry.

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Putt-Putting and frozen custard with the Youth. Good times.

Modern Miracles

Yesterday evening I went with Kimberly to listen to a speaker she knew, named Marsha. Marsha gave a testimony of how God has delivered her from physical pain, not with a mysterious flash of white light, but with the skills he placed in a surgeon's hands.

Marsha's spine was deteriorating and she feared she would die as a quadriplegic like her brother had. But Marsha pushed her fear aside and trusted that God would heal her. Marsha likes to say, "Jesus didn't just show up, He showed off!" Although I have poorly summarized Marsha's beautiful testimony, it was a wonderful reminder for me that modern miracles occur everyday, mistaken as medical marvels or scientific achievements. I am so comfortable, so accustomed to my wonderful life, that I often fail to see God's hand at work.

Mark 5:24-34 A large crowd followed and pressed around Jesus. And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years. She had suffered a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all she had, yet instead of getting better she grew worse. When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, because she thought, "If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed." Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her suffering. At once Jesus realized that power had gone out from him. He turned around in the crowd and asked, "Who touched my clothes?" You see the people crowding against you," his disciples answered, "and yet you can ask, 'Who touched me?' But Jesus kept looking around to see who had done it. Then the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell at his feet and, trembling with fear, told him the whole truth. He said to her, "Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering."