Take your pulse and feel your zeal

God is calling all believers to have a closer walk, a deeper walk with him. But some believers do not


desire to get closer to God.

Badly enough.

Badly enough to sacrifice and make changes.

The truth is, we all know what we need to do to be closer to God. We just don't want it badly enough to do it. Simple things.

Things like:



Turning off the television

Reading a chapter of Bible each morning

Writing down a prayer request list

Getting on our knees for 10 minutes every evening and every morning.

The truth is. We did much more than this in our early days with Jesus.

So what happened??

We cooled off.

We are no longer fiery in our zeal for Christ. Now, we are cold, or even worse, room temperature (lukewarm).

Yes, that's right...lukewarm is even worse than cold, because “lukewarm” means straddling the fence. And Jesus hates it. HATES it (Revelations 3:15)

I hope when Jesus comes, I am doing more than telling others how to live their lives...I don't want him to find me blogging but not doing, preaching but not living it.I hope when Jesus comes, my heart is pure and my life is right. I don't want him to find me living a lazy, half=hearted exixstence.
I  hope when Jesus comes back that I am not yelling at my kids, scolding my husband, sleeping in late, or goofing off.
I hope when Jesus comes back that I am about my fathers business.

Little Ruthie.

I remember a woman at a church I used to attend, named Ruth.
She was very....aromatic.
She didn't pronounce all of her words correctly.
She talked slow.
One night after surface, and I kid you not, the PASTOR's wife, yes, his wife, walked out of the bathroom, waved her hands and went "WHEWie, something STINks in there! What is that smell!!"
(no, it wasn't what  you think). It was little ruthie, God's sweetheart.
I watched in horror as the Pastors wife embarrased shamed and rebuked that poor woman for not bathing. I told her before I left "What if that woman doesn't have a place to bathe at? Are you sure she doesn't?"
"Yes, she does." The woman said "She told me she can wash up at her sisters"
And while we were talking, I noticed a shower stall at the church.
Couldn't someone have politely invited her (privately) to use the showers at church?
I wonder if Jesus always smelled real nice

At church last night, I watched a movie on evangelism. The preached told a story of a good samaritan who dropped of a bum at the door of the church. He said,"this is My friend. I am coming soon. Take care of him. Do whatever it takes to tend to his needs, and when I return, I will pay you back"
The church is the inn keeper.
We are the church.
Christ is both the man at the door, and the good samaritan.
What are we doing with the people He brings us?
Do we charge them money for certain events, and leave them out sometimes?

The Elephant walk

This week, we went to the Topeka Zoo. I saw this elephant, and for some reason, I felt like I needed to stop and watch him. Most people glanced quickly, and went on. But there was a lesson. I felt it. So I stayed.
 I began noticing that the elephant always stayed in one place. He would pace back and forth, in place on two feet, swinging his trunk. My daughter later said that she was sure that one of his back feet never left the ground.
You know what happened don't you? That poor little guy had probably been chained as a child.
I saw the misery in his eyes. I wanted to scream at him look (big) little guy! You have a whole yard to play in now! Run! YOu are freeee!
The more I watched him, the madder I got.
Because it reminded me of me.
I have habits.
I am free in Christ.
I need to be reminded.

The man with the red bandana

Last night at church, we watched a video on evangelism. They told a story about someone who was a hero at the twin towers. His family had been looking for him day after day, reading the list of survivors. One day, his mother was reading in the newspaper about the hero who had been helping rescue people. Her heart sunk when she heard the story about the man with the red bandana. Survivors said that this man, with a red bandana had been helping lead people to safety. From the time he was a boy, my son had carried a red bandana everywhere, she said. Her son had found an exit, and he stood up and yelled, “hey, everyone, I found the stairs.” He was seen carrying a woman on his back, and helping people to safety. “Everyone, grab whoever you can and follow me out”.

Princess Crusie ship refuses to rescue stranded fishermen

It's really true.  The Elite Princess line of Carnival cruises deliberately passed up an opportunity to rescue three stranded fisherman in the middle of the ocean.
The fisherman cried and pleaded with the cruise ship to pick them up, but the cruise line refused.
Passengers said they felt helpless as they watched the cruise ship sail on by deliberately ignoring the fisheremen's pleas, who had been stranded 28 days!
How do you think those men felt, who had been praying for a rescue ship, only to watch the snobscooner sail on by?
Do you feel sick to your stomach hearing this story?
So do I . Everytime I hear about a church that charges money for some financial breakthrough seminar, I groan, knowing that those who need it most can't put it on visa and go.
Or will have to put it on visa, if they are to attend the event.
Does it really seem fair?
Was the church designed to operate this way?
There will always be people in favor of saving those who don't have a ticket.
Thank God for those who pay for the less fortunate to attend these events.
BUT REALLY!!! What would happen if a throng of homeless, poor, lost or desperate attendants came, without cash, to attend these events?
Would everyone have their way paid by someone?
What would happen if everyone refused to go to an event that charged, unless they could bring (treat) a poor person?
What if everyone refused to pay a mandatory fee, and suggested that donations were the only means of payment?
Would the same God who fed five thousand people with two fish, and who fed a fish a gold coin, really honor such a Christlike arrangement?

The passengers said they felt helpless, but you know, they really weren't. They all could have stood on deck, hand in hand and jumped in (or threatened to.)