I hate being lost.
I seriously do.
Worst than being lost is being lost without knowing it.
A couple of days ago I drove for 3 miles in the wrong direction in Long Beach.
And even worst than that is being lost extremely close to the destination.
You get that weird feeling that you are at the right place but you can’t find the destination.
How horrible is that feeling?
Why do we live with that feeling for so long?
Why are we so passive sometimes?
I was thinking about this today.
Most of the time I find myself praying and asking God for His will.
Asking for His guidance and all that good stuff.
But the question that came to my mind was:
Do I really want God’s will?
Or do I simply want not to fail?
Many times I find myself (gulp!) asking for God’s guidance more so for myself than for the good of others. More out of comfort than out of love.
When Jesus, at the garden, asked God for His will to be done, He was surrendering his life. Jesus was thinking about God and the world’s pain when he prayed that prayer, not about comfort or success.
I know we all are willing to WIN for God’s glory.
But how many are willing to LOSE?
Tonight I had one of those cool experiences that only disciples of Jesus have.
I just came back from the pool (it’s 10:45pm) after we (Matt, Taty and I) baptized one of Matt’s neighbor.
It is a crazy story, but the coolest thing that’s in my heart now (and totally related to what I spoke tonight at the High School small group) is the fact that the Christian life is full of excitement.
I totally feel that sometimes I’m just sitting on the bench.
Not that it is bad, I mean, I’m still the in the team that will win. I’m still there available for the coach (Jesus) to call me.
But it is just soooooo cool when He turns to me, and out of nowhere calls me to join the game.
It is usually when I don’t expect it to happen. It usually comes as a surprise.
But it is soooo exciting.
It’s also funny (and sad) that if I wasn’t paying attention, I could have seen this as an inconvenience.
WOW
Isn’t that shocking?!?!
“God, may I find it always exciting the fact that you count on me to do something, and never see it as an inconvenience. Amen.“
I simply love working with teenage musicians.
They have energy, passion, and some even want to change the world.
One of the main things they need work on though is on their capability to listen to the music they are making.
Sometimes, they just dive into the chord chart and mechanically play what is written. The result is, at best, OK, but it usually floats between my-ears-are-bleeding to there-is-no-heart-in-it.
If they are not able to listen (and that’s beyong hearing) to the music, they won’t be able to feel their music, and if they are not feeling it, their soul is not involved, and if their soul is not involved it isn’t music (much less worship, which is far beyond the “soul level”).
“Magical” things happen when music is made.
Honestly, I can’t really explain it.
But “something” happens when people get together and use instruments to make sounds that become music (harmony, melody and rhythm).
Ecclesiastes 3:11 states “He has made everything beautiful in its time.”
There is a time for everything, a season for every activity under heaven. (Ecc. 3:1)
Listen to the song God is making, and join Him.
Listen to your song.
If you listen to it you won’t be off beat and/or off key.
Listen, Feel and Live.
