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Born Into His Destiny.

I have to keep this short and sweet, because I have a plethora of Christmas festivities yelling my name in anticipation. Like eating my mother-in-law’s lace cookies and taking a nap later. But I, at least, wanted to share something completely awesome my dad shared this past Sunday. Something I had never heard before about the birth of Christ.

You know the story. Jesus was born in a manger (Anna says this could also be called a barn. She’s brilliant, folks.) Nowhere around was the comfort of a sweet, plush blanket to cradle Him in. So, He was wrapped in a swaddling cloth. These swaddling cloths were not just random pieces of material.

They were burial clothes.

The burial clothes used during this time to wrap the bodies of those passed.


Come on. This is God we’re talking about.

He so loved the world that He sent His son…..

He was born for the cross.
For you. For me.

He was born into His destiny.

And, I can never look at a nativity scene the same again.

I’m continually overwhelmed by a God who loves us so much.


Filed under God Stuff

Sometimes, I Feel Like Somebody’s Watching Me.

As you may or may not know.  I Twitter.  I love The Twitter.  Every once in a while, I read a tweet (that’s Twitter talk for a status update) that captures my attention.  Yesterday, Michael Thurston (a.k.a. Mike T – youth pastor extraordinaire of EWC) said, “feels like God is watching me. In a good way.”  If you know Mike T, you can appreciate his tweetfulness.  Yes, yes.  Feel free to use that that one.  Tweetfulness.  What I appreciate about Mike is that he sees God.  In the big things.  In the small things. 

In all things.

So, I totally got his tweet. 

Do you get it?

Are you seeing God in your life?


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Sometimes, I Create Words In My Sleep.

I have to be honest.  Completely honest.  I have nothing really significant to bring to the table today in blog world.  I’ve been a little busy the past few days.  Not to mention my efforts to beat my high score on Scramble.  Talk about time-consuming.  Oh, then my kids still expect to eat.

Two years ago, I spoke at Eagles Way Church where, somehow, the word “freakin’” came out of my mouth.  It’s taken my dad two years to apparently recover from that.  But, I’m speaking this Mother’s Day again.  Up until yesterday, my message was a stellar sixty seconds.  So, I’m thinking I should put a little more effort into it to maintain the integrity of the pulpit.  Otherwise, my dad will wait another two years before he allows me to speak again.  Of course, he just might do that anyway.

Those thoughts are consuming my mind at this time.  And, creating words on Scramble. 

What’s taking up space in your mind right now?


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Out of the mouth of babes.

Happy Monday Y’all!  I hope your Sunday Experience was a great one.  The UCO (University of Central Oklahoma) Ebony Gospel Choir performed at Lifechurch.tv.  That choir is where it’s at.  For real. 

Back in the Peach State, my dad is doing a new series called “reDiscovery.”  Yesterday, he talked about rediscovering our youth.  I realize I wasn’t there for the message, but I do read over his messages QUITE.A.FEW.TIMES before the Sunday Experience.  I can hear dad reading this post now.  “Oh, using my notes for your blog, huh?” 

Uh-huh.  I am.

I believe we can learn a lot from children in how we present ourselves to our Heavenly Father and how we do life.  Dad talked about {at least, he was supposed to} several desirable traits children have.  One of those being “forgiveness.”  I was reading Anna the story of Adam and Eve from her Beginner’s Bible the other day.  I finished with,

“It was a sad day when Adam and Eve left.  God sent an angel to the garden.  The angel held a flaming sword.  He flashed it back and forth so no one would go back into the garden.”

Anna immediately responded, “That was mean!”

Most of us would argue that they deserved it because of their disobedience.  And, well, since it WAS God’s decision, we can’t really say He missed that one.  But, Anna’s willingness to overlook other’s mistakes here is what really spoke to me.  How often I can have this judgmental, you had it comin’ to ya attitude.  When in reality, God has called us to be like a child, always forgiving and a springboard of grace and mercy. 

We can leave the flaming swords to Him. 

He is God.

We’re His children.


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