Well, after resolving to be more up to date with my blog, I have once again waited several days before posting. Now, I have thought of several things to write about but I have been on a trip and couldn’t get to my computer.
I have to wonder if I will ever become a ‘natural’ at this. Maybe I’m too old? (don’t comment on that please) but I did crack up last week when I saw a comment a friend had made on my blog and my first inclination was to call her on the phone and talk about what her comments. Does that move me out of the blogging generation or what? I realize that the younger generation would carry on a cyber conversation and I’m getting there (slowly) but I will persevere.
I guess its just like anything else we try and learn or make a part of our lives, even spiritually speaking, when we consciously focus on changing our behaviors, it is possible… What do you think? Call me…or better yet, comment… rachel
I know, I know…it’s been so long since I’ve posted on this blog and some of you are tired of checking only to see the same old things. I apologize and I am making a new resolution to do better about keeping more current. In light of that idea I am thinking about how so often God uses themes in my life to teach me thing or to make the point He’s been trying to get me to see. There are two themes vying for my attention right now: spiritual warfare and reverence. I want to focus on reverence today, and we can save warfare for another day.(maybe)
In reading through the Bible, which I highly recommend, one of the cool things that happens is that you find very obscure facts in passages that you may have never heard a preacher address. One such passage that I encountered is in 1 Samuel 5:1-5. The jist of it is –that the Philistines had captured the Ark of the Covenant and placed it in the temple to the god Dagon, right next to his statue. (what were they thinking?) The next morning the statue was face down on the ground in front of the ark of the Lord (appropriate!). The people righted the statue and the next morning it was again face down and its head and the palms of its hands were broken off and were lying in the threshold. I love God and am amazed by His power.
The questions I have to ask myself are: Do I ever take for granted the privilege to be in His presence? (ouch) Do I ever disrespect Him and need to be knocked onto my face before Him? Are there times when my worship is hindered by my head (thinking wrong thoughts, not focusing…) or my hands (too busy ‘doing’ to enter into a true spirit of worship)?….hmmmm…just some thoughts