Posts Tagged ‘Worship’

And another winner from Lecrae – Joyful Noise, Thanks 10C!

Do you love it?


Vocab: aesthetics. It is that which is beautiful. Aesthetics proper: God.

Thanks, brother Brad. The Systematic Class will Love this!

DailyTheocentrism:To glorify God is no more than to . . .

DailyTheocentrism:To glorify God is no more than to reflect His own glory unto Him in joyous worship.We bear nothing glorious in ourselves; rather His same warming glory that I bask in as His child-may I be found to radiate it for my life and reflect it out back to Him, who has given me.Reflection,I pray…

DailyTheocentrism: Some of the most ironic words spoken: Exodus 32 – “. . . make for us gods . . .”

A brother has reminded me of this passage in Exodus 32 today and I think again on the ridiculous nature of idolatry. Speaking to Aaron, a man, they said, “Come, make us (a) god(s) who will . . .” This is the great irony – a man is to make a (so-called) god. God is not a man (Numbers 23:19, 1 Samuel 15:29, Job 9:32) and He does not dwell in what we build (Acts 7:48, 17:24). Yet, the people asked Aaron to MAKE a god for them – not to mention the Living God that just brought them out of the world super-power with tremendous signs and wonders – they asked Aaron to make a god for them . . . and he does.

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Rich churches, camels and such (redux)

I have been thinking a lot lately how grossly rich our churches are here in America – and how we are ok with that. We are driven to the next novelty and the next programmatic push, simply because we can. We have redeemed our tickets at Pleasure Island and we do not even know what we have made of ourselves – mainly because most everyone else looks just like us.

We want.

That is the nature of us – we want.

more lights

more electronics

more leather

more space

more numbers

more control

more praise

more me

I am reminded that Jesus said, “For it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God.”

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