yesterday at our weekly meeting, we discussed Jesus' teachings in Matt. 7 and Luke 6, where he says, "Do not judge..."
we also looked at the parable of the Pharisee and the Tax Collector, as well as the beginning of Romans 2.
There was a word about bitterness, along the lines of Hebrews 12.
So we are on a bit of a journey to get free in regard to this measuring people ungenerously. An ungenerous measure. That's the problem. Why? Because we tend to limit the degree to which we will believe that we are truly loved by Father. I'm sure of it. Dare to believe that He loves you. That you are precious and beloved, and that he is going to take care of all of the layers and levels of "it" that you've got. Let fear give way to love in the Great Displacement of the soul.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Status Qwhat?
Well it has been forever.
If you've known me well over this past year, you'll know that there have been some changes around me... First off, Judy and the boys and I have been joined by Marcus. He is now on full "son" status in the house. We are in a permanent situation, at least after one more court thingy...
Next, I've got my own company, FickleBoards. We wholesale american made skateboard decks with the help of our friends in Pennsylvania. Promoting a company like that is a full-time job, though flexible. Maybe with care it will succeed in covering human costs... It is a labor of love in more ways than one...
One of our riders, Ben, has moved into our home here in Northside and is enjoying a taste of mob-life here with the Jesus people. I can only imagine some of the things Ben experiences among us, one of which is the rising tide of babies.
And on that note: Babies. Oodles and Oodles of Babies. Our little experience/expression of what it means to be the Church, over here, is made up of a pretty fertile demographic. We have somewhere around 25 little kids in our life together. It is amazing to say the least...
So I still teach on Sundays in the church, usually. I still fire up the guitar, too... but there is a greater sense of participation by all the people in the church, in the daily love and care of life together here in Northside... What I mean is, many people are maturing in their walk of love, with God, who says, "God is love". So fewer people than ever "neeeeed" me. They are weaned and on solid meat, which is for the mature, who through constant use have trained themselves to distinguish what is good from that which is eeeevil.
So I'm way less the professional religious man, and am giving my time to trying to work with my hands and make good on the Scripture's commnand to have something to share and take care of my family's needs...
I don't know. It's risky. I might fail, and am not experiencing an ocean wave of success. But best of all, God is with us.
Pray for me. I get anxious sometimes.
If you've known me well over this past year, you'll know that there have been some changes around me... First off, Judy and the boys and I have been joined by Marcus. He is now on full "son" status in the house. We are in a permanent situation, at least after one more court thingy...
Next, I've got my own company, FickleBoards. We wholesale american made skateboard decks with the help of our friends in Pennsylvania. Promoting a company like that is a full-time job, though flexible. Maybe with care it will succeed in covering human costs... It is a labor of love in more ways than one...
One of our riders, Ben, has moved into our home here in Northside and is enjoying a taste of mob-life here with the Jesus people. I can only imagine some of the things Ben experiences among us, one of which is the rising tide of babies.
And on that note: Babies. Oodles and Oodles of Babies. Our little experience/expression of what it means to be the Church, over here, is made up of a pretty fertile demographic. We have somewhere around 25 little kids in our life together. It is amazing to say the least...
So I still teach on Sundays in the church, usually. I still fire up the guitar, too... but there is a greater sense of participation by all the people in the church, in the daily love and care of life together here in Northside... What I mean is, many people are maturing in their walk of love, with God, who says, "God is love". So fewer people than ever "neeeeed" me. They are weaned and on solid meat, which is for the mature, who through constant use have trained themselves to distinguish what is good from that which is eeeevil.
So I'm way less the professional religious man, and am giving my time to trying to work with my hands and make good on the Scripture's commnand to have something to share and take care of my family's needs...
I don't know. It's risky. I might fail, and am not experiencing an ocean wave of success. But best of all, God is with us.
Pray for me. I get anxious sometimes.
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