Nothing says “We miss you” than two dogs sitting in their bed, looking at me – their temporary house-sitter, waiting for their real mum and dad to come home.
Looking into the morning sun, across the lush, empty field towards the still bush and distant hills. The magnificence of God’s own creation astounded my complex mind. How could there be any other explanation for all this other than divine inspiration?
But my thoughts paused there for only a second before pulling out an old, rustic guitar with three nylon and three steel strings and singing song in praise and in simple yet complete worship.
As I meditated on this situation, it struck me as to what I needed to write about this week.
Worship can happen anywhere. At the time, I was sitting on the deck of an old wooden lodge. Any other weekend I would be found at my local church in a row of seats, or on the stage adding my part to the worship mix.
But there is no way I could pass on this opportunity to stagger in amazement at the glamourous beauty of the nature around me.
What was stopping me? Nothing. There was no reason that I couldn’t worship my God that morning. Even without a semi-nylon, semi-steel guitar on hand, worship can still occur. You just need to have the right heart and the right attitude.
Don’t rely on church to “do worship”. Worship should be part of your daily life, your daily walk with God. Not just “Sundaily”.
James 1 vs 22-25.
“But be doers of the word, and not only hearers, deluding your own selves. For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man beholding his natural face in a mirror; for he sees himself, and goes away, and immediately forgets what kind of man he was. But he who looks into the perfect law, the law of freedom, and continues, not being a hearer who forgets but a doer of the work, this man will be blessed in what he does.”
We all know that females are the fairer sex. And because of that, they need to spend many more hours in front of the mirror than guys do.
But there we were, a bunch of blokes at homegroup, discussing and looking at this passage.
I’d say that all of us sitting around that table take pride in our facial appearance, naturally however to varying levels of depth and regularity.
Looking in the mirror, you can see if you need a shave. The stubble poking through, allowing you to smooth out many pieces of wood in the meantime should you be short of sandpaper.
Normally you’d shave there and then whilst you have the opportunity. Sometimes however, we go and have breakfast, with the full intention of ‘saving face’ later. Thus often leads to memory loss and so begins a pretty rough day.
As St James says, we need to shave regularly. God points out to us through His Word things in our lives that need chopping out or smoothing out. We must do it straight away or else we will forget. Once you forget, it’s easy to slip back into how things were, and not be a doer of what God is asking you to do.
What it looks like if we don’t practice what we preach? What if we’re all talk, but no walk?
A big shaggy beard. That’s what happens. The forgotten sandpaper has become a monster, making us look shabby, untrustworthy, unemployed, and living under a bridge.
We can put on our Sunday best suit to try and make it look like we care about appearances, but everyone can see the truth. We still look a mess.
Don’t become just a preacher. But activley seek God and shave the things He shows you that you need to work on. Become a doer, not just Simone who is practicing his speech in front of the mirror.
Keep seeking God.
For the first time in a long time I got my paintbrush out today.
I have had mixed feelings about Art and what I have to offer. With the dismal performance of this years Affordable Art Show I felt disassociated with the whole ordeal of this thing called Art. I didn’t want anything more to do with it.
The last week though has opened my eyes to my gifts and abilities in this area, and I realized I need to keep pursuing Art – not for the recognition of others, but for myself. I needed an outlet for the stress.
With Spring coming, I felt no better time than to get out there and create again. I’ve got the beginnings for one new piece, and I have all but edged one I started back in May/June.
It was good to have the brush out again and doing what I love.