Monday, April 26, 2010

My Master

My Master
by Christy Nockels

The day You heard my plea,
You looked right through me
You saw the pit I was in
And You came and pulled me out...

You set my feet upon a rock
And put a new song in my mouth
Then You called me Your own
And I'm never turning back

I love my Master, I will not go free...
I take Your name and live in liberty
My life is Yours forever
I'll serve You faithfully
I love my Master, I will not go free...

You're a love I've never known
And Your faithfulness has shown
No matter what I'm about
You always find me out

And You lovingly remain
Age to age the same
And for all of my days
I will tell of Your ways..Your mighty ways...

Covenant Keeper
You are, You are
Merciful, Kindness
You are, You are
Passionate Father
You are, You are
Lifeblood redeemer
You are...

Saturday, April 24, 2010

My take on Jennifer Knapp

Last week, a past Christian artist came out of the closet. I found out about it today, and have been very sick to my stomach over it. I guess she was on Larry King Live last night. I didn't see it.

Today, I read through this interview/article on Christianity Today so I could understand what the rumors were about.

My ramblings might not make much sense unless you read the article. But this is where my heart is:

Should the Christian community give grace to someone who is struggling with their sexuality? Absolutely! Just like we should give grace to someone struggling with alcoholism or having a good work ethic. But giving grace isn't the same thing as ignoring it or giving it a stamp of approval. Grace means to be patient and forgiving with someone while they work through their struggles. It means to love them through it, help them through it, and hold them accountable.

Can a Christian find a place where they can just be who they are and be okay with God? What we hear from Jennifer Knapp is that she is trying to do just that. Unfortunately, what we don't hear from her is that she is willing to do whatever God wants her to do to be right with him. She is looking for an internal place of peace in the midst of her sin. Unfortunately that place doesn't exist and it never will.

If I had the opportunity to talk to her, I would want her to know that God loves her, even in her sin. He loves her so completely and immensely. She doesn't need to try to earn his favor as a person. However, He also loves her so much that He would go to any length to bring her out of her struggle if she was willing to take the risk and trust Him with it.

Jennifer is releasing a new album on May 11. It isn't a Christian album, and is not intended to be marketed by Christian venues or played on Christian radio. The lyrics contain some four letter words, and the message will be more about being who you want to be than being who Christ wants you to be. That is her new message of freedom.

Sigh. How much bondage is in that "freedom."

Sometimes I'm amazed at how often this is beginning to happen. A dear friend and past spiritual mentor of mine came out of the closet this year as well. Obviously because it was someone who had such a great spiritual impact on me, it was a much bigger punch in the gut.

What makes me sad isn't so much the struggle. I have my own struggles, and I hurt those who love me with them. I hurt God's heart too. We all struggle. We all sin.

What hurts me is the throwing away the passion for Christ, the whole-hearted pursuit of Him. In my struggles, I plead for God's strength and deliverance. I can rest assured in God's love for me no matter what I struggle with and no matter my behavior. But if I love Him....if I'm going to return the affections...then it will always be my goal to honor Him with my life - no matter how big the struggle....no matter how hard it is.

I cannot lay down and say, "Well, life is just going to be a struggle for me. I think I'll go hide somewhere with others that share my struggle so we can all just give in together." No! I have to seek accountability. I have to daily die to my desires.

God didn't create us, so He could just watch us be happy. This life truly is just a dress rehearsal for eternity. Our struggles will be worth it in heaven. We can live just one day at a time, dying to our sinful desires and plug on, knowing that one day the struggle will be gone.

Oh, how I pray that for myself. I pray it for Jennifer, and for my friend, and for others who have thrown in the towel just trying to numb their consciences and move on with their life trying to be "okay" with God but missing completely out on the abundant life that comes from being "right" with God.

True Confessions

In North Idaho, it isn't uncommon to use your porch or your garage as an extra refrigerator in the winter. After all, it is usually colder out there than in your fridge. You can put an extra gallon of milk out there if your fridge is too full, etc.

After Thanksgiving, I cooked my turkey carcass in my stock pot to make soup. I made a big batch of creamy turkey soup and wanted to save the rest of the broth to make some clear soup later. I didn't have time to deal with it right then, and the fridge was quite full of leftover Thanksgiving dinner, SO I put the stock pot on the back porch...with a rock on top, so the dog wouldn't get into it.

Guess what I found on my porch early this spring?


Yep! Gross!

Guess who forgot to make the second batch of turkey soup?

The worst part is, after I discovered it, I certainly didn't want to take care of it. At the time, the lid was still on tightly, and you couldn't smell it. So I pretended it wasn't there...until today.

Today, I wanted to cook another turkey, and it would be sad to not be able to make turkey soup.

So, at my granny's advice, I sent a 10 year old off with a shovel, a pot of five month old soup, and the promise of a few dollars in his pocket. For fifty more cents, he even hosed it out for me. ☺

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Shoot 'em Up!

Guess what Angela got?


I'll give you a hint.


It is something I fell in love with when I was 18. I took it almost everywhere I went for the next nine years of my life before it met its demise.


It brought me joy.


It made me feel alive.


I have missed it for a very, very, very long time.


It was a gift from Uncle Sam this year. I gratefully accepted it, full knowing it may be the last good thing I hear from him.


So you can run...


....and you can try to hide....


But I will find you!


That's right!

I will find you....


....and you...


Yep! Me........


Me and Canon!


Canon Rebel.

Ya, baby!

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Taylor & Ashley

A couple of weeks ago, we all gathered in Oregon for my brother Taylor's wedding. They had planned a July wedding, but as finances became less and less available, they turned in their plans for a dream wedding. They decided if they didn't have the money to do it big, they might as well just do it! SO, the moved the wedding up to spring break. They also moved it from Boise to Oregon, where mom and dad are. The church was free. The church's fellowship hall for the reception was free. The minister was free, etc., etc. However, as plans came together, it became a prettier and prettier, fancier and more and more put together event. I don't think anyone would have ever known that it was done quickly and on the cheap!


Mom and Dad's house was crawling with boys. For one thing, there are four brothers. For another thing, I brought my four sons. Then there was the matter of the five other college boys who were also staying at the house.

I grew up in a house like this.

The nice thing about this trip? Someone loaned mom and dad a camper! Guess where sister slept this time? You got it! In the quiet camper....


away from 3 a.m. Wii parties,


poker tournaments,


and guitar jammin'.

Not that I don't love it all ..........at 7 p.m.

The best part of course was the wedding. It was beautiful, fun, sweet, and wonderful.