I cried tears of joy for long time on Saturday night anticipating our first Sunday service at our Jefferson campus.  I was cleaning house and Third Day was blasting on my iPod.  For a few months now, I had not cleaned my house as well as usual.  I had fewer and fewer occasions to get all my kids together for dinner.  The last few weeks the lack of clean clothes had become an issue.  There were some days I was not sure what I had in my fridge to eat.  Thank goodness my lawn was still dormant.  These are not the norm for me.  I like things fairly kept up or I feel overwhelmed.

It was the song “Tunnel” that got me started.  You know-

“There’s a light at the end of this tunnel.  There’s a light at the end of this tunnel for you, for you.  So, keep holding on.”
 
 
If you’re around here long enough, you’ll hear me say ‘Do you know whose you are and who you are?’  It’s a question whose answer will determine how you live, what you do and say, and truly will influence every corner of your life.  For me, it is the real ‘What’s the meaning of life?’ question.

The first part of the question happens when you make a decision to follow the LORD—the ‘whose you are’ part.  You are His.  You belong to the LORD.  You are no longer your own.  You belong to the LORD.

If we live, we live for the Lord; and if we die, we die for the Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord. 
-Romans 14:8
 
 
_When at the gym, I feel I get my best workout on the treadmill. I love the first 3 minutes of warm up where I am doing a brisk walk. The remaining 27 minutes of running, not so much. The last 5 or so I usually have to dig pretty deep to finish the run. One of my favorite things to do during those last minutes is pray. I pray for God to make me strong for battle and prepare me for the work that He would have me to do. Sometimes I just repeat those words over and over again.
 
 
_Joseph’s story is Genesis 37-50 has always intrigued me.   (Please read it on your own, but I will give a brief summary.)  He was the favorite son of Jacob, and he had a vision that all his brothers will someday bow down to him.  Then, he had the arrogance to actually say that to his brothers.  (I have three brothers and growing up I know my survival would depend on being silent about something like this.  I had enough trouble being “daddy’s girl” especially when dad was not home.)  His brothers are so jealous that they beat him up and sell him into slavery.  Off Joseph goes to Egypt.
 
 
_Wow, Barry’s message yesterday….that was powerful stuff. I’ve thought about the marching that Joshua and his men did.  And I’ve thought about the marching we as the Body of Christ are doing.

Joshua and his men, ready for battle, marched all night long. Joshua knew what the Lord had called him to do and understood the urgency of that mission. No time to waste. In order to carry out the Lord’s mission, they gave up sleep, rest and comfort. The mission that lay before them was of utmost importance. Everything else could wait. This had to be done.
 
 
_I am tired…really Tired! Its the kind of tired where you can’t really think straight. I would love to be able to put a simple thought together that will make sense, but that one sensible thought never seems to come. It’s the kind of tired where I could care less if I slept on the floor, the top of the table, in my storage shed, or in my bed. It doesn’t really matter at this point because all I need is place where I can close my eyes and not be bothered for hours! Have I mentioned that I am tired?
 
 
_This title is meant to be provocative.  I mean, it’s supposed to provoke you to ‘Oh yea!  Sarah, how long do you have?  Let me tell you about the many, many times I have failed.  Go ahead and get some coffee first!’  And, now that you are good and riled up, let me continue by saying that as a believer in and follower of Jesus Christ, it’s impossible to fail.  Apparently, I am feeling audacious about this subject. But, how about we visit some Scripture:
 
 
_My heaviest weight – 218! It was one of the moments in my life where I lived in complete denial. I denied the way I looked and the condition of my spiritual and physical health. Those closest to me know that I have battled with my weight for over 15 years. Food for the longest time was a comfort that I was not willing to admit or give up. If stressed – I would eat. If mad – I would eat. If bored – I would eat. If celebrating something – I would eat. Many good Christian people fill a void in their life with something other than Christ – drugs, alcohol, companionship – for me I filled the void with food.
 

Who? Me?

03/22/2011

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_Are you someone with a hurt, hang up, or habit?  Try as you might on your own, you can’t seem to overcome it.  I have heard many times before that, “Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result.”  Does that sound familiar to you?  Maybe you think your life would be a little better if you forgave someone you have been angry at for years.  Perhaps if you started to exercise, you know you would feel and sleep better.  You would like to stop yelling at your teenager because they blank out when you sound like a crazy person.  Instead, you would like to sound like a concerned parent, but every time they make a weird choice, your emotions get the better of you and there you go again.  You would like to be more respectful and encouraging toward your significant other, but you tend toward being nitpicky.  Tried to stop the bad stuff and tried to start the good, God honoring stuff, but can’t seem to get there (insanity).  (Just so you know, I am speaking from experience about these areas.)
 
 
_About a year ago, after I had taken the position of Believe Pastor, my work and plans for the Children’s Ministry team kinda blew up in my face.  The team I had put in to place unraveled not once, not twice, but three times!  I was frantically “working” to find replacement team members and found myself at the place of making the decision that anyone willing to take the job would be ok.  I was looking for the warm body to fill the space.
 

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    This series of blogs was written during Pastor Barry's Sun Stand Still sermon series.  In preparation for Easter 2011, the Mt. Olive staff blogged about their own Sun Stand Still moments.

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