We were set on course for death
Since the day we followed the snake
We chose his words of promise
And our eyes were forced awake
We let him sink fangs in our heels
And the poison filled our souls
We wanted to be like the Master
And decided to take lifeís controls
The courses we set got us nowhere
But lost in seas made by mistake
The ships were sailing to death
With nothing of worth in our wake
Cargos of pride and selfishness
Were rotting the boats from within
We refused to let go of false treasures
Refused to see we lived in sin
The oceans were covered in darkness
A storm was all we could see
All thanks to corruption of hearts
And the rebellion of humanity
But before we crashed on the rocks
And reaped all the horrors we sowed
The Carpenter took on a vessel
And told us to give Him our loads
Some of the sailors accepted
They gave him their baggage of death
The others refused to let go
And their pride cost them every last breath
But the Prince of Peace set sail with His ship
And with the sin of the world in the hold
He drove by night to the darkest of storms
On deep waters jet black and cold
The Serpent swam up to His side filled with hate
And viciously tore at the hull
But a final attack by the King of all kings
Crushed the sea Dragonís skull
The Captain of Time bound the Reptile with chains
And put him with all of our sin
Then with all of our evil aboard with the Snake
He let the murderous waters pour in
By His own choice, though no crime was His
Christ sank with the terrors we made
And the darkest storm broke to light from the sun
Waves and wind started to fade
We were free of the captors weíd served
And our fleets no longer would sink
The gales were nowhere in sight
A peace settled over the drink
But what of the Teacher who drowned?
Only He knew where to go
We were left with no clear direction
Drifting where currents would flow
But the Father had not forgotten
And abandoned us to the sea
The Cornerstone rose from the depths
To lead us from our agony
He now commands the armada
We follow wherever He leads
He slows His pace when we stumble
Takes care of our troubles and needs
On the horizon, I see golden shores
And Iím glad I donít wander and roam
My Savior is guiding my vessel
Heíll take me to where Iíll be home
There are rare breeds of humanity lost in the massive population, hiding their creative genius in the form of hobbies. Though many search far and wide, it is impossible to find all the terrifically talented minds mixed in with the mediocre. Their creations are forgotten: secrets in journals and notebooks, ideas and dreams scribbled on scraps of paper, even careful thought left in the darkest corners of the mind. Many of these are stored until even the nostalgic value is gone and then they are thrown away like worthless trinkets. Who knows how many truly brilliant ideas are buried in the people who walk among us? How many of those we pass day to day that are nameless in our minds have entire worlds in their imaginations? What incredible designs have we missed as their creators allow them to die with themselves?
This is a waste of rare wonder wandering in the world: any gift you are given will be gone, unless you can give it away. A star is only bright when it gives light away to others. If your Creator makes you with a talent, skill, or gift, you need to use it and share it before you move on. You werenít granted the privileges you have just so you could let them drift away and disappear. Explore your ideas, chase your dreams, and use them all for Godís glory.
Iím going to tell you a story about two young American boys and their lives in the States. The first boy was an only child. As part of a wealthy family, he was given everything he asked for. He had a mansion with three rooms of his own, each with a plasma and entertainment system. He had an allowance of ten grand per week and a maid to do all the housework. His German Shepherd had a three-story doghouse in their thirty-acre backyard, right next to the Olympic-sized swimming pool. His cell phone was the best: one of three ever made, complete with its own security system! He had a personal chef, a personal yacht, and a personal chauffer to drive his eight cars stored in his personal garage. The game room put Dave and Busterís to shame. The restroom was a marble palace. The dining hall was the size of a basketball court. The bathtub had a deep-end. The walk-in closet had an escalator. This guy had it made!
The second boy was living in the rough part of town, trying to help support his family. He lived in a three-room apartment with his two brothers and two sisters and parents. They had a phone, but their TV was stolen along with their emergency cash. Their car only worked occasionally and even when it worked, they had to use the bike if they couldnít afford gas. He shared a closet with his brother and was still able to fit all of his belongings in it with ease. They had a computer, but the only thing it was good for was schoolwork; no internet. He worked 12-hour days at a local diner that paid him minimum wage; enough to help pay for food for his family. Life was a challenge for this guy.
Now when you ask most people which kid was leading the better life, ninety-one percent would say the first boy. He had it all, right? Everything he wanted he got without any trouble. Life was a breeze! He had no difficulties, no responsibilities, and no obligations. The second guy was barely getting by and had difficulties and responsibilities galore! From our perspective, itís a no-brainer: the rich kid was living the dream life.
But thatís the point I want to make here. ďFrom our perspective,Ē itís obvious what the answer is. But our perspective is often misleading and many times is dead wrong. We canít see all that goes on in other peoples lives and even in our own lives. So hereís some more information that should give you another perspective:
The first boy didnít have many friends. Of course, he had some people that hung out with him on occasion, especially when they needed something. But no true friends. He was never invited to go along with the group when they went to the movies, unless he hosted at his home theatre. He was left out from every birthday party, unless he promised gifts. And he never had anyone to talk to when he was feeling down. His parents were almost always away on business or social activities. He was lonely.
The second boy was very different. He had friends all over the neighborhood. The close quarters, sharing of possessions, and common struggle brought his family together during good times and bad. Without the TV, they had lots of together time. And with lots of work to do to keep things running and support the family, they never got bored. They supported each other when they were down, and celebrated when they were glad. His life was full of good friends and family!
Now with that information, it looks like an even easier question! But we still donít have the whole picture. We have progressed from the outsiderís perspective, to the insiderís perspective, but we have yet to view these two from the spiritual perspective. None of the things we have talked about will matter in the end because they count for so little for such a short time. We only have a lifetime on Earth, but an eternity in Heaven. There is such a small percentage of our lives that we live out on this planet, yet we act as if it is the most important thing. But in reality, the rest of eternity is far more important and it should be what weíre living for during our brief stay in this world.
One boy had possessions; anything material that he wanted, he got. But you canít take it with you, and itíll all be left behind. The other guy had relationships; friends of all kinds and a great family. But in the end, the greatest relationship is with God. If we arenít focused on knowing Him as our biggest priority, it wonít matter who else we know. But once God is our goal, our highest priority, then He will take care of our material needs and give us the ability to have other relationships in the way He planned: perfectly. If we can keep this perspective when times get hard, weíll be encouraged. And in good times, weíll be humble and grateful. Godís perspective is perfect.
Sports and Jesus Freaks Category:Sports Views:
so the Buckeyes got creamed yesterday.
us fans could be upset and be depressed and such, but i don't think God would be happy about that. some people would let something like this upset them, get them angry or sad or frustrated, but that's dumb. not only dumb, but harmful.
we are representing our Saviour 24-7 and can't afford to let something as trivial as a game get in the way of that. disappointment is acceptable, but you can't allow it to work its way into your soul and put you in a bad mood. a bad mood, for whatever reason, affects you attitude, which in turn affects your relationships with people, which is ultra-mega important to God.
i mean, we're winning Life, the biggest fight we'll ever face! not successfully moving a weirdly-shaped leather ball along a striped field is nothing to cry over.
and also, why isn't funner a word? it goes "great, greater, greatest" and "cold, colder, coldest", so why not "fun, funner, funnest"?
I can't believe I haven't done a review for so long, but I've finally made one on one of the best ever: Rebel by Lecrae!
If you like rap at all, even the tiniest little bit, you would love this album! Get it.
I just realized recently that Kalamazoo is the word "Kazoo" with the word "Llama" in the middle, which raises serious questions as to the city's origin...
I hope to be creating an e-card this year. It'll be my second: i've already released one last Christmas on a site called HDGreetings.com. Decent site, I suppose, but some not so great cards. After this next one is released, i think i'll start making a few blatantly Christian ones.
Anyway, if you care, my e-card currently up is called "The Christmas Gift."