Life Like a Wave

One of the greatest oppositions to the power of Christ at work in our lives is... the fleshly effort. The magnanimous, well-meaning, fleshly effort. How often this misinterpreted, best friend of ours, manages to find its self-righteous way getting in God's way.
I have found, as I am sure many others have, that we can run quite an “impressive” distance on our own steam. What great feats we can do in such short, burn out stages. If we are lucky, or I should say highly blessed, God will let us burn out sooner rather than later, and let us come to the place of exhausting all natural resources. There, we may be enlightened to realize the vital need for eternal resources to be at work in fueling our lives. It is a good place to run out of our own, fleshly fuel. Grade F may finally be exhausted so that grade A can fill up the tank. It is always a good moment of great hope to come to the end of one's self. It is there that the power of God may take over and do for us what we cannot do for ourselves- often, immeasurably more than we thought possible.

God's life in us might be like surfing a wave. It takes focus and abiding, but it is naturally momentous, a catching of power from a source outside ourselves. I am not advocating a passive faith  (good surfers still need to have skills).  But, there is something to be said of the supernaturally natural life of God in us- not of earning and striving for Heavenly gifts, but of abiding in Christ and walking by faith in His promises.  The picture of a wave has helped me to digest how a life of daily dependence upon the mighty wave of God might be like. The power of momentum is from an outside source so largely greater than human strength. Sometimes the waves He allows might seem like rogue waves to survive, and yet the Holy Spirit can cause us to glide upon even those.

Today's message on Kwave :)

From James MacDonald:

"Faith - is believing God's Word and acting upon it, no matter how I feel, because God has promised a good result.

Faith- is choosing the future over the moment."

The Potter's Hands

Enjoying the great calm after the storm. We can be grateful and encouraged, because it is the storms of life that have changed us most and brought us closer to God's heart.

 "Even as the testimony of Christ was confirmed in you,  so that you come short in no gift, eagerly waiting for the revelation of our Lord Jesus Christ, who will also confirm you to the end, that you may be blameless in the day of our Lord Jesus Christ.  


God is faithful, by whom you were called into the fellowship of His Son, Jesus Christ our Lord."-1 Cor. 1:6-9

God is rich in mercy and grace. He is rich in love everlasting, and that love, loves me too much to leave me the same.

Those Potter's hands of love have wounded me to make me better. They have broken me that a greater One could live and guide this life. God is a consuming fire. He burns the chaff and refines the gold. In God's hands, I'll never be left the same. I feel, often, His tools on me. They press hard.

I waited in the dark cell, to sing a song in the night that will change the world more than laughter in the day. While I am passed by, yet God has His eyes on me for a special purpose... the calling of being last, of being nothing, so Jesus can be my All in All. So Jesus lives through me, and I rest sweetly in Him.

"Ours not to make reply,
 ours not to reason why,
Ours but to do and die" - Oswald Chambers.

The still breath of the sky carries steadily by.
The quiet of the clouds,
They lay reflecting in the air.
The earth is thinking. There is peace after the storm has passed.
Where does the plane fly?

Windows reflecting in my eyes to a sea of new hope.
Sailing on a sea of white cloud,
to new things...

Who sees the small people looking out a plane window,
save God in the Heavens.

In the quiet hour, my heart sets to ponder 
the wonder of an existence, 
the curiosity of a consciousness. 
The suns shines at these thoughts. 
There is meaning behind the magnificent insignificance, 
the sweet danger of every human heartbeat. 

Dreams may crumble, yet this is not my best life, but the next.  And so all my dreams can come or go, because the greatest dream I never thought of came true. God raised Jesus from the dead, and I praise Him, because He has also raised my life from death. Jesus shed His blood, so I could live forever. He was rejected, so I could be accepted. He became poor, so I could be rich spiritually. He died, so I could experience His abundant life.

God will be with me when I take my last breath and receive me to glory. Never for one moment will I be separated from Him who loves me. But from final heartbeat on earth to the resurrection of eternal life, I will not taste death.

"Whatever comes, whatever goes. The Lord's teaching me He's in control. And if I never had anything more, well at least I got Him, He saved my soul."- Andy Mineo