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A Royal Reversal

“ . . . the Lord takes pleasure in his people.
He crowns those who are oppressed with victory.”
Psalm 149:4

God’s Heart seems to have a special place for those who are suffering. He cares for
the weak. . . the poor . . . those suffering with sickness. . . those suffering injustice . . .
the orphans, the most vulnerable in this world. Widows, orphans, down-cast, down-
trodden, and so many other realities that cause suffering in humans. But He does not
simply notice them. He does something toward them that raises them up to a higher
Reality. He creates a Divine Reversal for life. He creates a new identity in their very
spirits.

The Psalmist writes these words concerning a total reversal of what Man sees or
understands.

God gives them crowns. God elevates them to a high place of honor, respect, and
value. He speaks of giving crowns of victory to oppressed people. Oppressed people
normally have no justice, and little hope of any reversal of their situations. Without Him,
there is little Hope for the future. . . nor for the present.

God is fully aware of the state of this world. It is so utterly different from the World He
created in the Beginning. HE did not change. We changed. We chose. We lost. We
failed. And that reality has consistently continued throughout all of Time.

Yet, as a loving parent holds onto the knowledge of what a wayward child can still be,
still deep inside their identity, God continues to see His Own Image in each of us. He
knows who we were created to be, and who we really are, beneath all of the rubble we
allow to fill our lives, minds and hearts.

He sees us through His Eyes of Love. Eyes that see what was Planned in His heart
from the Beginning. Eyes that see what can be redeemed and made new. Eyes that
see a Path ahead that leads back to Him. . . for Eternity.

He sees how, in the End, the Crown He has held at the ready, can still be ours if and
when we return to Him. Our Father King awaits. . .

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Doin’ The Happy Dance

“Let them praise His Name with dancing.
Let them make music to Him with tambourines and lyres,
because the LORD takes pleasure in His people.
He crowns those who are oppressed with victory.”
Psalm 149:3-4

I love watching children dancing. Their free little spirits can just let loose at a
moment’s notice. They just get happy. And their whole body feels it. They simply have
to move with abandon.

God’s Word tells us that He “gets that.” He loves to see us….His Children….dance! It’s a
physical response that He wove within our spirits, to be set free by emotions that simply
need to come out. It’s a piece of how He created each of us, and we just need to let that
piece come out with abandon sometimes.

When children break out in dance, there is joy. There is freedom in their spirits, and it
just needs to come out in their little bodies. No set plan…no practiced steps…no
specific music. . . it’s from a deep place in our beings that was made to come out
through our spirits, our bodies, our faces, our eyes, and our voices. It’s part of a physical
response to sensing God’s Spirit dancing over us. About us. With us.

I grew up in an era of Christianity that catagorized dancing as ‘sinful.’ It was part of a
restrictive sense of spirituality. But as I watch the children in my life freely expressing
joy and excitement with their whole being, including their little bodies, I find myself
wishing I could feel so free. Especially being able to freely worship the God I love with
emotions, spirit, mind, and movement.

The Psalmist enjoyed dancing as part of his praise and joy expression to God. This was
no graceful waltz. No measured steps….not if tamborines and lyres were part of it. This
was active and energetic movement, expressing joy coming up from deep inside of him
. . . joy and love for his God.

And God experiences pleasure in watching us, as our chains of oppression are broken
by Him, and replaced with crowns of victory! We’re gonna dance!

I don’t want to miss THAT party!!

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Changing the Focus

“Those who want to save their lives will lose them.
But those who lose their lives for Me,
will find them.”
Matthew 16:25

What would it require to save your own life? Wouldn’t it require a total focus on yourself?
Your circumstances, your risks, your possibilities to save yourself, and anyone or anything that might give you a chance to survive would likely capture your entire focus. Panic would set in as you frantically look for anything that might save you from being swallowed up by the danger.

Even using another person to be able to save yourself from death would become a very real
consideration in order to survive. Most of us battle with thoughts of not being enough, doing enough, not knowing enough. And looming before us is the thing that gives us faith to take the next step of the Journey We don’t want to die in our wilderness! So we may grab onto the “hope-giver” on our path. . . and hang on for dear life… Even if what we’re clinging to for survival is another human being who is also frantic to survive.

Jesus knew the dangers for human beings on this earth. Desperation to live can mean
grabbing onto anything that floats by . . . even if it’s another human being.

Our desire to survive is deeply ingrained in us. We look for any means of escape from our peril. We hate being afraid. We hate suffering. We hate facing our own death. Jesus understood that about us. He had temptations to save His own life from the death He knew was ahead for Him. He struggled . . . even to the point of sweating blood.

Jesus calls us to follow Him. Wherever that might lead. Whatever it costs us personally. It’s
serious business. It’s scary. It may cost us everything.

But to walk that Path with Him, and to know His nearness as we walk together, is worth all of the unknown’s along the way.

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Who’s In Your Race?

“Since we are surrounded by so many examples ⌞of faith⌟,
we must get rid of everything that slows us down,
especially sin that distracts us.
We must run the race that lies ahead of us and never give up.”
Hebrews 12:1

When you look around your closest circle of relationships, who is there? Are they people you love? Are they people who love you? Are they people who add a “taste” that draws you to come closer to God personally? Do they cheer you on in your faith?

Or are they drawing you away from your relationship with God? Do they seem to hold you back from what your spirit….your heart … is nudging you to do as you pursue your faith? Are you even walking the same path?

There are people who have been in my life throughout the years who stand out as those who have been an encouragement to my faith. I’ve been inspired by their life . . . by the relationship I have witnessed between them and God. They’re people I want to be with….for all the right reasons.

Are you “in the race” with those people of faith in your own life? Or are you in different races altogether? Do you have the same Finish Line? Or have you gotten stuck in the ditch?

This Life IS a Race. . . whether we chose it, or it chose us. So the decision is ours. Whether
you are running, walking, pulled over to the side, or lying in the ditch. The Race is on, and you are in it. A Race cannot be a race unless there are at least two people in it. But there could also be thousands in the race.

Who are you running with? Are you both heading to the same Goal? Are you inspiring one
another in the race? Or are you being dragged down …. Held back….Encouraged to quit?
Maybe you are finding your way from a detour you’ve taken?

Have you allowed your own heart . . . your own mind . . . your own poor choices to hold you
back from reaching the Goal that awaits ahead?

Look to Paul’s words, written to the circle of people who shared his own heritage and faith. He makes the Purpose clear. He identifies the stumbling blocks and risks. Realities of this
earthly life. His Words cheer us on to the Goal. The Finish Line is up ahead. He’s there waiting, watching, inspiring us on because he’s already There.

And He and that Great Cloud of Witnesses know that It’s All True! So keep running!!!

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Making Music

“Let them make music to Him with tambourines and lyres,
because the LORD takes pleasure in His people.”
Psalm 149:4

Growing up in a pastor’s family, my sisters and I experienced LOTS of different church
music. As the Psalmist expresses, the music of worship is something that the Lord
enjoys from His people. A few memorable moments come to mind:

● I’d sit next to my mom on her piano bench while she practiced hymns in
preparation for the Sunday service. (She’d let me add MY little plunking
attempts to play along with her. Of course, what I was playing was COMPLETELY
different from what she was practicing. But I liked it anyway.)

● Our family was exposed to many churches and their unique musical styles…and
musicians.

● We visited a tiny church one Sunday when my dad had the day “off” and wasn’t
preaching at ours. One such memorable occasion, our family of 5 filled one
bench, right in front of the church’s old upright piano. There were only a few
other people in the whole place. The woman who was seated at the piano got up,
faced all of us and said, “Y’all pray for me now, ‘cuz I don’t know how to play the
piano. But we’re gonna worship God together anyways!” She then sat down on
the piano bench and proceeded to bang on all of the keys as loudly as possible.
There was no tune. She began playing “runs” (swiping all the keys from high to
low) like I’d never heard before nor since, at full volume. My mother very subtly
leaned over and “mouthed”, “Don’t laugh! Nobody laugh!….pass it on.” I
obediently passed the message down the row to my sisters. The building was
vibrating, and nobody was able to find the tune, including the piano lady. It was
our only visit to that church. But one of our most memorable church
experiences. . . ever.

● As Pastor’s Kids (P.K.’s for short), one sister and I were often asked to sing at
church. . . especially when visiting churches where our dad had been asked to
preach. We would get very nervous, but Mom encouraged and coached us,
playing the piano for us as we sang together in front of the people. I was the
shyest one… Nervousness sometimes found its outlet by vomiting . . . first one,
then the other. We were a little tag team.

● At one large church where our family had often visited, my sister and I were so
afraid that we’d be asked to sing, that we threw up in the foyer. In unison. The next time we attended that church, two ushers recognized us, quickly disappeared, and returned with a bucket and mop. Just in case . . .

Over time, we became more comfortable with singing in front of people, and
without the drama. We even began to enjoy it, and were eventually grateful for
the opportunities to sing. We weren’t singing for the praise of people . . . We
were singing to God, our Audience of One, and experienced His Presence in the
midst of musical worship. God was not looking for perfection, and we came to
welcome the experience of sensing His Spirit coming near. . . through the music
of worship.

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Changing the Focus

“Those who want to save their lives will lose them.
But those who lose their lives for Me,
will find them.”
Matthew 16:25

What would it require to save your own life? Wouldn’t it require a total focus on yourself?
Your circumstances, your risks, your possibilities to save yourself, and anyone or anything that might give you a chance to survive would likely capture your entire focus. Panic would set in as you frantically look for anything that might save you from being swallowed up by the danger. Even using another person to be able to save yourself from death would become a very real consideration in order to survive.

Most of us battle with thoughts of not being enough, doing enough, not knowing enough. And looming before us is the thing that gives us faith to take the next step of the Journey We don’t want to die in our wilderness! So we may grab onto the “hope-giver” on our path. . . and hang on for dear life… Even if what we’re clinging to for survival is another human being who is also frantic to survive.

Jesus knew the dangers for human beings on this earth. Desperation to live can mean
grabbing onto anything that floats by . . . even if it’s another human being.

Our desire to survive is deeply ingrained in us. We look for any means of escape from our peril. We hate being afraid. We hate suffering. We hate facing our own death. Jesus understood that about us. He had temptations to save His own life from the death He knew was ahead forHim. He struggled . . . even to the point of sweating blood.

Jesus calls us to follow Him. Wherever that might lead. Whatever it costs us personally. It’s
serious business. It’s scary. It may cost us everything.

But to walk that Path with Him, and to know His nearness as we walk together, is worth all of the unknown’s along the way.

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Desert Thunder

“Sing to God; make music to praise his name.
Make a highway for him to ride through the deserts.
The Lord is His name. Celebrate in His presence.
The God who is in His holy dwelling place is
the Father of the fatherless
and the Defender of widows.”

Psalm 68:4-5

I will never forget the “thunder” I heard in the desert. It was the thunder of a camel race. I
heard it long before I saw where the “thunder” was coming from. The camel riders in their
flowing white robes and ornate headdresses were heard before they were seen. Clouds of sand dust filled the air. The race eminated power, both of camel and rider. In the unbroken desert sands, the powerful camels and the billowing robes of the riders were nothing less than a jaw-dropping drama that seemed to come right out of a movie. Crowds of people lining the sandy raceway were going wild in the excitement. The thunderous power created a deafening sound that caused all of the spectators to move far back from the path of the ground-shaking racers.

The Psalmist captures a glimpse of such a scene. . . but the race is not one of human nor
beastly power.

The Rider is God Himself. All-powerful, all-mighty, focused, fully present, and thundering
through Time.

We become aware of His Presence through a strange, distant sound , , , before we see the
cloud surrounding Him as He comes our way. When we realize Who is in the Cloud, we
instinctively step back, because there is awesome Power in the middle of that moving cloud of sand dust.

In the most desolate, desert places and times of our lives, we feel alone, unprotected, and
have experienced great losses, like the “fatherless” and “widows” in this verse, Then, we hear something… a Sound grabs our attention, and we begin to see the Cloud moving our direction. The Rider comes into our sight . . . into our lives. He chooses to come.

He is not focusing on a trophy for winning a race. He has come, not for the praises of the
powerful. He comes to those who are unprotected . . . unloved . . . alone in this world, no matter how that Reality became theirs . . . His coming into our worlds is not for trophies, or accolades of the rich and famous. . . He is not focused on Himself. His Focus is not on the spectator crowds watching Him from the sidelines. . . at a safe distance from Him.

His focus is on those who are most unseen. . . most unprotected . . . most alone. . . most
vulnerable . . . Those who feel the most unable to offer Him anything of value in this world.

He comes to those who grab onto Him in the desperation of knowing that they have nothing to offer but themselves. Those who, out of great sorrow, know that He has come for them.

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Desert Thunder

“Sing to God; make music to praise his name.
Make a highway for him to ride through the deserts.
The Lord is His name. Celebrate in His presence.
The God who is in His holy dwelling place is
the Father of the fatherless
and the Defender of widows.”
Psalm 68:4-5

I will never forget the “thunder” I heard in the desert. It was the thunder of a camel race. I
heard it long before I saw where the “thunder” was coming from. The camel riders in their
flowing white robes and ornate headdresses were heard before they were seen. Clouds of sand dust filled the air. The race eminated power, both of camel and rider. In the unbroken desert sands, the powerful camels and the billowing robes of the riders were nothing less than a jaw-dropping drama that seemed to come right out of a movie. Crowds of people lining the sandy raceway were going wild in the excitement. The thunderous power created a deafening sound that caused all of the spectators to move far back from the path of the ground-shaking racers.

The Psalmist captures a glimpse of such a scene. . . but the race is not one of human nor
beastly power.

The Rider is God Himself. All-powerful, all-mighty, focused, fully present, and thundering
through Time.

We become aware of His Presence through a strange, distant sound , , , before we see the
cloud surrounding Him as He comes our way. When we realize Who is in the Cloud, we
instinctively step back, because there is awesome Power in the middle of that moving cloud of sand dust.

In the most desolate, desert places and times of our lives, we feel alone, unprotected, and
have experienced great losses, like the “fatherless” and “widows” in this verse, Then, we hear something… a Sound grabs our attention, and we begin to see the Cloud moving our direction.

The Rider comes into our sight . . . into our lives. He chooses to come.

He is not focusing on a trophy for winning a race. He has come, not for the praises of the
powerful. He comes to those who are unprotected . . . unloved . . . alone in this world, no matter how that Reality became theirs . . . His coming into our worlds is not for trophies, or accolades of the rich and famous. . . He is not focused on Himself. His Focus is not on the spectator crowds watching Him from the sidelines. . . at a safe distance from Him.

His focus is on those who are most unseen. . . most unprotected . . . most alone. . . most
vulnerable . . . Those who feel the most unable to offer Him anything of value in this world.

He comes to those who grab onto Him in the desperation of knowing that they have nothing to offer but themselves. Those who, out of great sorrow, know that He has come for them.

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Playing the Faith Crowd Game?

“They were united with Moses by baptism in the Cloud and in the Sea.
All of them ate the same spiritual food,
And all of them drank the same spiritual drink.
They drank from the spiritual rock that went with them,
And that Rock was Christ.
Yet . . .(here’s the kicker)
God was not pleased with most of them,
So their dead bodies were scattered over the desert.”

They’d done it all . . . and they’d done it together. The dramatic deliverance from
slavery in Egypt, the Cloud of God on the mountain top, the 10 Laws written by the
finger of God that they were to follow, the 40 years of walking through the endless
desert following a Cloud and Fire, the Sea splitting to allow them to walk through safely
into their Promised Land, and then seeing that Sea wiping out the entire Egyptian army
that had been in hot pursuit of them.

The miracles that God had done for them were unprecedented in all of history. And He
had done it for them because they were truly His People.

Never before, never since, was there such a long-lasting miracle unfolding for the
people God had chosen to be His Own. Sharing such miraculous and faith-building
experiences together had helped to form them into a nation, with a great mission to the
world. God had His Plan for them.

When God does things that only He can do with a people, or a person who He has
chosen, there are lots of people who want to be part of the experience. They want to fit
in with that “Chosen” crowd through which God is moving. They want to be part of the
“fireworks” and the action. They want to be chosen.

But if they have not been chosen by God for carrying out His Plans, or if they are just
looking for a new emotional thrill, God will orchestrate events to sift out those who have
chosen themselves. God looks for people whose hearts belong to Him. They may
have blended in with those God has chosen, may have learned “the walk” and “the
talk”, but God cares about their heart. Blending in with the “faith crowd” can work for a
time, but eventually the Truth will become clear and the performers will fade away.

The ‘Next New Thing’ will come along, but God knows each heart involved. The heart
He looks for is one that has truly surrendered everything because of the love that moves
each to follow Him however He leads, regardless of who is or is not watching or doing it
with you. All that matters is what HE sees in your heart, and that you truly belong to
Him. . .no matter what. You are His.

In your heart of hearts, why are you following Him?

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Celestial Production

“The heavens declare the glory of God,
and the sky displays what His hands have made.
One day tells a story to the next.
One night shares knowledge with the next.”

Psalm 19:1-2

When I look up into the sky, especially at night or during an amazing sunset, I can’t say that I
imagined the above conversation shooting back and forth up there. Story-telling, heavenly
displays for all to see and hear!

What would a heavenly declaration be like? I’m sure it wouldn’t be missed by anyone. A
“declaration” is a verbal announcement of Truth. What’s the theme of the declaration? God’s Glory! When you look up into the black night sky, especially, and focus on all the visual action taking place, it’s mezmerizing. A Light Show that you don’t want to miss. . . not even a blink! Constant movement. And every tiny sparkle or shooting star or glow radiating out is by God’s own Hand. Illuminated….sparkling…..shooting through the sky….creating images as stars move into place and shine through the night. Nothing man-made can even begin to compare.

The Conversation uses individual stars, and entire galaxies of the universe. That captivating
Moon glows larger than any other shimmering point up there.

But there’s a Story being told. And the Story has a universal point. . . The Story the heavens
are telling is all about God, and how He made it all. That night sky is telling His Story. Those
heavenly bodies are not just showing off, or causing “Oooh’s” and “Ahhh’s” from earthlings.
They are all telling God’s Story. The Story of the Glory of God. And the Sky is the Display of
what God’s Hands have made. Each Day tells its story to the next day.

This is not sleepy, dreamy, warm and fuzzy feelings or Bedtime Stories. This is a seamless,
brilliantly written and perfectly-orchestrated living production, staged in the Universe itself.

  • Story Written by God
  • Stage Design: God Set Design: God
  • Creator: God
  • Orchestrated by God Production Concept: God
  • Produced by God Credits: All God
  • Directed & written by God
  • Night Sky: God
  • Technical Director: God
  • Funded by God
  • Heaven’s Declaration: God
  • Moon’s Lighting: God
  • Goosebumps by God
  • Theme Music: Composed by God
  • Twinkling Stars: God
  • Shooting Stars: God Galaxy
  • Designs: God
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