Sometimes, you’ve just got to…
I remember Mike Bickle once saying that one way of recognising that the Holy Spirit is speaking to us as we read the Bible (The Spirit of wisdom and revelation – Eph.1:17) is that you can be reading a passage you have read a hundred times before and then suddenly you notice something for the first time about it that leaves you touched/moved/challenged/corrected/rebuked/motivated or inspired.
Some great thoughts from Psalm 27 from a brother in Africa. Awesome
There are some Psalms I read and I just think, that is how my relationship with God should be. That’s the thirst and desire and God-centredness and single-mindedness and joy that I need and want. A heart completely secure in and sold out to the Father. They’re very inspiring Psalms. But I also find them convicting and condemning. Because my relationship with God is only very rarely anything even approaching that and usually a thousand miles away from that sort of devotion.
But… what it I don’t jump straight into the Psalmist shoes? What if I don’t straight-line the Psalms to me but first look at them as Jesus Psalms? Three examples (first one below and a couple more to come):
Deep down I do want to have that “one thing” focus on the Lord (v4) but I know that most of the time I don’t. I’m also…
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I found a great e-book to download for free this week to do with manhood and masculinity, particularly as it relates to men working. It’s written by a guy called Richard Phillips and is called Masculine Mandate.
There are some really interesting thoughts in the book but none more so than the area surrounding Phillips’ disagreement with John Eldredge’s big thought in Wild at Heart about the core of mans’ heart.
In Phillips’ first chapter he writes:
Love (III) From The Temple
by George Herbert
Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-ey’d Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lack’d anything.
“A guest,” I answer’d, “worthy to be here”;
Love said, “You shall be he.”
“I, the unkind, the ungrateful? ah my dear,
I cannot look on thee.”
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
“Who made the eyes but I?”
“Truth, Lord, but I have marr’d them; let my shame
Go where it doth deserve.”
“And know you not,” says Love, “who bore the blame?”
“My dear, then I will serve.”
“You must sit down,” says Love, “and taste my meat.”
So I did sit and eat.
Over the next few weeks, I’ll be working on a new updated blog site to capture not only thoughts and ideas, but to generate healthy, helpful forums for discussion about a whole bunch of topics.
Firebrand Notes are rooted in the knowledge of Who Jesus really is – to me, to you and to the Cosmos. It is rooted in a passion to make Him known, really known, because He is often not known at all or known in a way that makes Him seem less desirable than He is in reality.
Why Bother Writing?
The main purpose of this article is to empower Christians to be able to think about the philosophies of our modern culture that produce the anti-Christian atmosphere hanging over virtually every tabloid and headline. It is also to empower expression as to why the proposed (so-called) ‘redefinition of marriage’ is absolutely wrong.
I had a thought yesterday that really encouraged me, so thought I’d share.
In Romans 15 Paul prays, “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit”. Where might this land in your world?
When we are hoping and believing and trusting for some things in life for any length of time it can easily become weary or tiring if the things themselves don’t materialise within our time-scale – ie we hope for an outcome but it doesn’t happen and so we can become discouraged. We hope for an outcome again but it still doesn’t happen and so we can become more discouraged.
But when there is a bubbling, overflowing brook of Hope constantly brimming over within us, by the power of the Holy Spirit, it means we can go on and on and on hoping, despite not seeing the object of our hope appearing. We are free so we don’t need to see the things in reality for our hope to be intact.
This is supernatural hope, not the hope that the world offers. It’s not a blind, ‘stick your head in the sand’ type of wishful thinking; it’s the very evidence of the very God of Hope Himself residing within you enabling you to continue hoping as you believe in Him. Being able to hope like this (against all hope Rom.4) is a mystery and an unspeakable blessing.