Friday, February 20, 2009

Mother Bear Returns

I am LIVID.

Playboy is still after us with their postcards. Isaac was the one sent to fetch the mail this morning, thus introducing him to the world of porn. I am sick.

So, this time I made a phone call. My friendly operator seemed quite nonchalant regarding my concerns. I suppose they are well trained to handle such calls. I was disappointed, yet not surprised, that she was "unable" to tell me where Playboy secures the names for its mailing list. Well, at least she was able to wish me a "nice day" at the end of our conversation.

Am I insane to be this angry? I'm not unaware of the evils of the world we live in. I just don't want it in my house.

With all my ranting and raving this morning, I found myself wishing out loud that Jesus would come for us today. Happy to say, my son agreed with me.

Monday, February 16, 2009

GRACE

As I laid in bed early this morning, unable to sleep, the Lord brought to my mind the reminder of what a privilege it is to be a recipient of His grace.

Last evening Matt and I attended "Vision Night" at our church. This was only our second year attending, and just as I was after our first time, I was so pleased to hear the heart of both the pastors and the people. What I love most about our church is what I believe to be an honest, humble, seeking after the TRUTH. I am so thankful to be part of a church where Christ is exalted! This is the first, the foremost, the ONLY purpose of our church! And I truly see that lived out in every ministry, in the lives and testimonies of our leadership, and in so many of the lives of the people!

I must make mention of something I noticed was missing from such a meeting which included open forum for comments, questions, and concerns regarding the ministry: discord. There simply wasn't any, PRAISE BE TO GOD! Only by an outpouring of God's grace could a group of wretched sinners lay themselves aside, come together as body of redeemed sinners and succeed in exalting Christ!

I can't think of a better name for a church: GRACE. (The one word really is all that's needed on the sign.) Nor could I think of a better name for the theme of my life: GRACE. I am humbly and even painfully aware of my unworthiness to be part of any church family, let alone one such as this. Even more so am I aware of my unworthiness to be called one of His own.