bamboosong :: Lori Jo
Just finished the Global Night of Prayer at livestream.com/brianwurzell…
Watch this:
Please Pray. Pray for HEALING.
Brian and Promise have been sharing the story as it happens and mobilizing their community through their blogs and twitter to pray for this family and specifically for healing for Kate.
Promise’s blog: http://promisetangemanblog.com/life/pray-for-kate
The family has set this site up, and are sending updates here:
I took a couple of these from Promise’s blog, the joy and light in her eyes is such a blessing, even though I don’t even know Kate or the McRae’s personally, but Promise has captured her very well in theses images. Check out Promise’s blog for even more pictures.
God of Miracles, come and visit kate
You can shine light into the darkness
You can set every prisoner free
You can make streams flow in the desert
This is what we are longing to see
Because we know and we believe…Nothing, nothing is impossible for You
Anything, anything can happen when Your power breaks through
Hear our cry for Your supernatural touch
God of miracles come and visit usCome Lord, shine light into the darkness
Come Lord, set every prisoner free
Come Lord, make streams flow in the desert
This is what we are longing to see
Because we know and we believe…Nothing is Impossible – by Vicky Beeching
My childhood wish has finally come true… I have no idea why I wanted glasses…
But I have my mothers eyes and it’s time for reading glasses – here’s my favorite so far. They are converse, and have a touch of green color which compliments my Irish coloring.
PS I feel old now…
Do you have glasses?
Lori jo
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Posted via email from LJo’s posterous
EDIT: actual pair I will be getting:
love this! I listened to it all day yesterday.
Sooo father’s day…yeah…
To avoid any confusion lets have little story time…
Grandpa died in 1998.
Fathers day was not really celebrated the past 6 years or more at our
home…dad would get weird about it…so we stopped celebrating. This
frustrated me as I speak love language by giving to others…
Dad died a year and 3 months ago. In 2008.
I’ve started getting annoyed by all the ads about fathers day…
I’m thankful for my heavenly father everyday.
Otherwise fatherless.
It’s strange, weird, and I guess still feels like he’s just gone on a
business trip…
I wonder if our imperfect relationship explains my sometimes (usually)
indifference to not having him around…
Am I that callous?
Or just bearing the hurts I have from all the times I was yelled at,
for never feeling good enough, like nothing I did, the effort and
hardwork-like I was always trying to prove my worth but only receiving
acknowledgement from time to time- it was never enough and even when
things were good they never lasted, the fun and laughter could quickly
turn to anger and tears.
He was a good man, a passionate man, dedicated to the task of
missions- but I wonder about the authenticity of faith and family and
confusing combination fulltime ministry can be to a family-especially
when anger and hot headedness and stubbornness and imperfect humans
are involved. Appearances aren’t always what they seem – or maybe they
are just an incomplete picture.
Please don’t misunderstand-I am grateful and thankful for growing up
in ministry and for the incredible spiritual heritage-very much. I’m
mostly saying that we have imperfect dysfunctional families too. And I
clearly have issues…to continue to work through.
Sooo…now you know if you didn’t already.
Thanks for reading my latest therapy blog post…(blogging is so therapeutic!)
[this is a mixed media canvas that i painted and stamped and glued a few things on here at a workshop at Marchen Studio a couple weeks ago. i wrote the poem below the night before I painted this; the poem was the inspiration and underlying behind it, but the scripture, Isaiah 43:19 was also the theme, the word visual that God is speaking to me. it felt so relaxing and freeing to create this]
___________________ //___________________
Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?
I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.
Be alert, be present. I’m about to do something brand-new.
It’s bursting out! Don’t you see it?
There it is! I’m making a road through the desert,
rivers in the badlands. (MSG)
This poem might give a little more insight into what I’ve been thinking and going through:
reflecting
roller coaster
downschallenges
free falling
growing pains
fire refining
constant friction
tension
painful dissonance
internal
battles
boxed innow:
peacethat passes understanding
tension resolved
like a beautiful melody
unexpected changestaking some hats off
in order to makeroom
taking the limits off
in order to createto stretch my wings
to restore my heartto heal my heart
grace that releases me to worship
he has planshope and future
good planshe has plans
better than
I can ask think
or imagine
Is it possible that my dreams are small?
That God’s dreams for me are bigger than my dreams?New season
Wide open road
Time to explore
Time to focus
Time to listen
Time to seek
Time to be brave___________________ //___________________
Much more to come soon!
What I’m reading:
Edit: oops this wasn’t supposed to be published: deleting my email adress…done. phew
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Mark 8:11-12
“The more spectacular encounters with God generally go along with the
less mature levels of spiritual life. (Yet the absence of spectacular
events must not be taken as indicating great spiritual development.
Such an absence is also consistent with utter deadness.) It is well
that this should be so. The spectacular encounters are obscure in
their content and meaning, perhaps for our protection.
When children SEEK the spectacular, it is because of childness in
their personality. Children love the spectacular and show themselves
as children by actively seeking it out, running heedlessly after it.
It may sometimes be given by God–it may be necessary–because of our
denseness or our hardheartedness. However, it is never to be taken as
a mark of spiritual adulthood or superiority.”
Mark 8:11-12
“Although Jesus gladly used the signs of healing and feeding and later
confirmed the word of the disciples with signs, he was not glad in
this scene. He “sighed deeply.” The pharisees were seeking the
spectacular. What do you think Jesus would have preferred they
sought?”
Taken from Hearing God through the year by Dallas Willard. p. 143
“Jesus was supreme sanity. He went off into no visions, no dreams. He
got His guidance through prayer as you and I do. He got guidance when
in control of His faculties, and not when out of control as in dreams.
I did not say that God may not guide through a vision or dream; but if
He does, and it will be seldom, and it will be because He cannot get
ahold of our normal processes to guide them. God is found most clearly
and beneficially in the normal rather than in the abnormal. Jesus is
the Normal, for He is the Norm.” -The Way, by E. Stanley Jones as
quoted by Willard
“Signs are given to us, because when God meets us on a level where we
operate…In guidance, when God shows us a sign, it doesn’t mean we’ve
received a final answer. A sign means we’re on the way. On a highway
we may pass a sign saying, “New York: 100 miles.” The sign doesn’t
mean we’ve reached New York, but it tells us we’re on the right road.”
“God wants to bring us beyond the point where we need signs to discern
His guiding hand. Satan cannot counterfeit the peace of God or the
love of God dwelling in us. When Christ’s abiding presence becomes our
guide, then guidance becomes an almost unconcious response to the
gentle moving of His Holy Spirit within us.” – Take Another Look at
Guidance by Bob Mumford, as quoted by Dallas Willard in Hearing God
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