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Onomatopoeia
I adore words. Big words, little words, words that sound like rocks…?! nvm
In the cool of the mornings I like to sit on my back deck and hang out with Jesus. Most of the time the sounds of the forest call out to me and share His love.
Intrigued by the sounds this morning, I tried to capture them in words. What was that crazy word that is a word that sounds like what it is?…. Oh yeah, the coolest word ever – onomatopoeia – tada!
Jumbo juicy raindrop – plop
Charming cherry cardinal – trill
Passive perching squirrel – chirrup
Whispering willow leaves – swish
Just to make sure I got that word right, I looked it up on the fount of all wisdom, the internet. The definition got me stuck in a thought.
Onomatopoeia means more than I expected: making or creating names. I remember reading a couple of stories about people who did just that.
On the other hand, words that sound like real-life sounds are called echomimetic. Those words are imitations or echos of sound.
You know, Christians are stuck in echomimetic mode. Yup, we copy the past, each other, the music, the experiences, the jargon… Face it we are copycats. Not much new going on here, kind of an echo of past glories without the original Glory.
But God is still in onomatopoeia mode. He calls those things that be not as if they are. He makes all things new. He created the world with creative words and gave Adam the commission to create names for all living things. He used creative methods for healing, delivering and teaching. Not once did He copy his previous method.
I want to live an onomatopoeia life. Start each project with fresh creative eyes, as if it had never been done before. Create an atmosphere of hope and love with my words. The only constant i need is Jesus.
Oh, BTW, did you know there is an onomatopoeia dictionary? Really, there is http://www.writtensound.com
Aren’t you glad you read to the end?
Quiet on the Set
I love adventure movies. I prefer them to chick flicks any day. Who doesn’t like a good adventure? Globe trotting Heroes, creepy villains, epic story lines, mysterious occurrences, mass mayhem and death, clueless bystanders, exciting chase scenes, crazy cinematography, and of course a pot of gold at the end (or the lost ark.)
I believe we love adventure movies because we were created to live our lives as an adventure. Instead we’ve been tricked into living vicariously through Indiana Jones, while safely eating popcorn.
Everything about God and His story screams adventure. But you already know all that. Pick any person in the Bible… Adventure. John Huss, Charlemagne, Joan of Arc, Martin Luther (both of them), Smith Wigglesworth, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera… Adventure.
Lately, I’ve decided to see my life as an adventure. Woah, that totally changed my perspective. It has been awesome just hanging out with Jesus and watching Him work through me and despite me.
But right now I’m not thinking about all those exploits. I’m thinking about the in-betweens. The parts that never make it to the big screen. Waiting for set changes, waiting for make-up and wardrobe, waiting for others to complete their scenes… Waiting, waiting, waiting.
The adventure was moving right along when someone yelled, “Cut! Reset, back to 1.” Again?! We have to do that whole scene over again?! Or worse, waiting for the extras to get it straight before you even walk on the scene. Waiting for the adventure to get rolling again is the hardest part.
So here I sit in my director’s chair, munching on popcorn, missing the thrill of the chase. Suppose I’ll take this time to go over the script again. I guess the waiting is an adventure in itself.
Quiet on the set, filming resumes in 3, 2, 1… Action!
New Thing
Rumbling in my spirit
Hunger
Food can not satisfy
Drink will not quench
Rumbling
Awake O Sleepers
Feel the rhythm
Cadence calls
“I can hear the rhythm
of the Lion of the tribe of Judah
He’s doing a new thing
So we’re singing a new song”*
I tire of old wine skins
Stretched and wrinkled
I am like bottled-up wine
New wine skins ready to burst
Rumbling in my spirit
It’s coming
The new thing
Cadence calls
“I can hear the rhythm
of the Lion of the tribe of Judah
He’s doing a new thing
So we’re singing a new song”*
Do you hear it too?
And His Name is made famous again!
And no one pours new wine into old wineskins. Otherwise, the wine will burst the skins, and both the wine and the wineskins will be ruined. No, they pour new wine into new wineskins.” (Mark 2:22 NIV)
*lyrics by Misty Edwards, “People Get Ready”
Bloodwor/k/d
Bloodwork(d)
Yesterday, the doctor needed some bloodwork for me so he sent me off to the very nice technician to draw blood. She asked me which arm I wanted to get the blood from. That was polite, but I don’t like making decisions. Finally, I said, “It doesn’t matter to me, there is blood in both arms.” She chuckled – so nice that I started her day with a smile.
8 vials of blood later, I was headed home, when I felt the Lord remind me that no matter what scripture I read, it had the blood in it. Old Testament, New Testament, Gospels, letters, history, poetry, prophetic, it didn’t matter. The Living Word is full of the story of the Blood sacrifice for my sins.
So the next time, I can’t decide what to study, I’ll just randomly open the Book and ask Him to show me the Blood. I’ll just let the Living Word do His work.
2 Timothy 3:16 Every Scripture is God-breathed (given by His inspiration) and profitable for instruction, for reproof and conviction of sin, for correction of error and discipline in obedience, [and] for training in righteousness (in holy living, in conformity to God’s will in thought, purpose, and action), 17So that the man of God may be complete and proficient, well fitted and thoroughly equipped for every good work.
System Reset
What if the local bookstores were churches?
What if prophetic churches spent their words at the local coffee shops?
What if pew sitting Christians walked and prayed around the downtown and called it Church?
What if art galleries preached the Message of peace to the Lost?
What if there was a reset button on the “Church?”
We could press the button and restart the system with a clean memory, no old programs running in the background, bad data is deleted, the system is re-balanced. Get rid of obsolete programs and run more efficient space-saving apps. Everything would look different. Compare Windows 95 to Windows 10 (at least how it looks)
So why is the Church still running on Vista?
Jesus never followed the same patterns. Heal the sick? Spit, mud, and relying solely on faith – 3 different ways, same result, the blind see. Jesus seemed to upgrade His apps often.
I don’t want to keep running old programs, I’m upgrading to the iAm system. Frequent downloads necessary but way more efficient.
John 14:12
NIV
“I tell you the truth, anyone who believes in me will do the same works I have done, and even greater works, because I am going to be with the Father.
2 Corinthians 3:18
The Message (MSG)
16-18 Whenever, though, they turn to face God as Moses did, God removes the veil and there they are—face-to-face! They suddenly recognize that God is a living, personal presence, not a piece of chiseled stone. And when God is personally present, a living Spirit, that old, constricting legislation is recognized as obsolete. We’re free of it! All of us! Nothing between us and God, our faces shining with the brightness of his face. And so we are transfigured much like the Messiah, our lives gradually becoming brighter and more beautiful as God enters our lives and we become like him.
To Know Him and Make Him Known
O just and righteous Father, although the world has not known You and has failed to recognize You and has never acknowledged You, I have known You [continually]; and these men understand and know that You have sent Me. I have made Your Name known to them and revealed Your character and Your very Self, and I will continue to make [You] known, that the love which You have bestowed upon Me may be in them [felt in their hearts] and that I [Myself] may be in them. (John 17:1, 25, 26 AMP)
It seems so simple. Get to know God, personally, like a dear friend. He’s so amazing awesome that you’ll want everyone you know to know Him too.
Why do we complicate a natural reaction to a great friendship?
Through His Eyes
What would we see if we were in Him and He in us?
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Nothing like the smell of compost in the morning
The gardener at the Miksh house in Salem keeps a compost pile. He also grows the most beautiful assortment of vegetables, herbs, fruits and flowers. In fact, that garden is gorgeous.
I love taking the young students to see the gardens. The gardener enthusiastically shares his knowledge with the children. I also love to show the kiddos the compost pile.
Why? Because it’s cool to show them that there is a safe and natural way to fertilize the soil. Plus, kids love poop. In their world it’s a conversation stimulant.
If I were to dig through that pile – and I won’t- I’m guessing I would find the mess of dead things, past dinners, scraps and scattered feline deposits all stacked on top of each other. Garbage, really – but when all the messy past is piled up and sprinkled with Time it becomes the best fertilizer. And those gardens could not hold such beauty and nourishment if it weren’t for the dead and messy scraps of the past.
Fertile, the root word of fertilizer, duh, means to make fruitful. And boy is that garden full of fruit.
So the next time I lament over the ugly, messy, dead things in my past, I’ll think about compost. Without those leftovers, I would not be fruitful person I am today. All of that garbage actually prepped my heart for growth. Yup, it stunk to high heaven when I was wading through it, but Time and Holy Spirit changed the composition to fertilizer. He makes ALL things work together for good. Now the scent of life takes its place.
… God said unto them, BE FRUITFUL, and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it: and have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over every living thing that moves upon the earth. And God said, Behold, I have given you every herb bearing seed, which is upon the face of all the earth, and every tree, in the which is the fruit of a tree yielding seed; to you it shall be for meat… And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day. (Genesis 1:27-31 KJV)
Nothing But A Mist 