Most encounters we have with God are a source of delight and inspiration, but there is a type of encounter that can be very scary. These encounters are a response to those parts of our life that we would rather remain hidden, the known but denied. Nevertheless, the necessary encounter is the act of a loving God to confront us about those things that will, if left unaddressed, lead us toward destruction.
What is God writing on your wall?
There can be a frustration that arises around sharing the gospel, sometimes it just doesn’t feel like we get traction in people’s lives – the story doesn’t stick. When we look at the relationship between Paul and Timothy we recognise that good information and permission for innovation aren’t enough, because it is imitation that gives traction to multiplication. Otherwise we may just end up doing burnouts in front of police stations.
(1 Timothy 4:12-16)
God has hard-wired his creation for multiplication – but how do we embrace this? Sometimes we fail to multiply effectively because we don’t know what we have to offer, and other times it’s because we fail to plant what we have anywhere. Yet God invites us to take the little we have and participate in the ongoing creation of his “good” world because you are made to multiply.
(Genesis 1, Mark 4:30-32)
When you look at the facts, Jesus’ baptism is a strange story. The only person who doesn’t need to participate in a baptism of repentance, insists that he needs to. Why? Because God was doing something new in the world, momentum was building, the Kingdom of God was near, and Jesus wanted in on the action. If we are serious about imitating Jesus, we need to step in so that God can step us up, even if it means risking the death lane.
Where has the Holy Spirit been silent for too long?
Do you ever get a song stuck in your head that you just can’t shake? They call them earworms. There you are minding your own business, cooking a burrito then suddenly “Friday, Friday, getting down on Friday…”
The most frustrating thing for me is that I can often only remember part of a lyric that then just plays on repeat in my head. “Hey brother…” Sometimes I try to extend the track by mumbling lyrics that might be accurate. “Hey brother, there’s an endless code to read this summer…” But they clearly aren’t.
My latest earworm, the song that is literally pumping through my head right now? “Cos’ the players gonna play play play. And the haters gonna hate hate hate. Baby I’m just gonna shake shake shake. Shake it off. Shake it off!”
I would argue that there are two things that can make a song compelling. Read More…