Here's a link to a debate that was on Nightline last night on the existence of Satan. Our pastor was one of the folks claiming that Satan does in fact exist.
I thought the debate was really good and thought provoking. I didn't really understand a lot of what Deepak Chopra said which would indicate to me (by his standards anyhow) that I am ignorant and primitive.....but then again I am a God fearing, bible believing christian who loves and serves Jesus so what do you expect. ;-)
Seriously though. I do hold the belief that Satan exists and will one day be defeated finally by Jesus and I think Pastor Mark did a really good job of explaining the biblical perspective concisely and without getting hot tempered. Watch for yourself and enjoy.
..you need to watch this.
This past week our pastor gave a sermon on 1 Peter 3:7 that was incredible. It was not a nice sermon, not one that you walk away from feeling all warm and fuzzy, but it was truthful and necessary. Men, especially Christian men, need to hear about their role as a husband and father and truly understand the importance of being a strong leader.
I thank Jesus for my husband who was encouraged and convicted by this sermon. Ryan is a Godly man who is not perfect but who desires to lead his family well. Ryan understands that he will have to give an account for our family in front of God one day and so he leads with strength, humility and a holy fear of our Lord.
If you are a man you NEED to listen. (Actually if you are a woman you need to too.) As a woman I whole-heartedly agree with what Mark talked about and I wish more men would man up and be.....well......MEN!
Just a quick follow up to my post on Friday. I am doing much better today and I am really in love with my boy and REALLY thankful for my Jesus.
It's late (9:02pm....I'm old) and I've had a long weekend so that's all I got. Love ya'll, thanks for your prayers.
Being a mom is hard.
Today I had at least four occasions where I had to apologize to James, repent to the Lord for my behavior and my ugly heart, and cry out a prayer for help.
I feel broken, defeated and totally incapable of being the mom that God has called me to be. I feel like Paul:
"For I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate." Romans 7:15
"For I have the desire to do what is right, but not the ability to carry it out." Romans 7:18b
I love my boy and I love being his mom but today it's a really hard job. I know what I have to do. I have to give this all to Jesus and know that he is with me. I have to remember that he doesn't promise my life will be easy. In fact he says that in order for me to grow into the person God created me to be, to be sanctified, I have to go through trials, be refined by fire.
Today I feel the fire. I flames are breathing down my neck but I have hope. I have hope in Him, in my Jesus.
I didn't write this but I really like it.
There is nothing—absolutely no circumstance, no trouble, no testing that can ever touch me until, first of all, it has gone past God and past Christ right through to me. If it has come that far, it has come with a great purpose which I may not understand at the moment. But as I refuse to become panicky, as I lift up my eyes to Him, and I accept it as coming from the throne of God for some great purpose of blessing to my own heart, no sorrow will ever disturb me, no trial will ever disarm me, no circumstance will cause me to fret, and I shall rest in the joy of what my Lord is. That is the rest of victory.
I just read this article and I am in shock.
If you care to read the article (Warning: if you love babies I'm not sure you should.) you'll find a horrifying story of a "botched" abortion. Long story short, a young woman goes in for an abortion at 23 weeks, baby is born before they can do anything to kill her in utero. She is born alive. Once she comes into the world breathing, a woman at the clinic shoves her in a bio hazard bag and throws her in the trash, she doesn't live long.
I cannot believe this happened.
I am not pro-choice. I don't think it is right to ever kill a baby, ever. You can talk about all of the special circumstances if you'd like, baby of a rape, baby has down syndrome or some other disease or disorder, I don't care. The common denominator is that it's a baby. God decides who lives and who dies, that's it.
I am enraged right now and heartsick for this little baby girl. She was early but she had a chance at life.
I really hate this world sometimes.