Showing posts with label Creation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Creation. Show all posts

Monday, October 29, 2012

Our Part of the Tapestry


I'm sitting in the doctors office as I write this, waiting to be seen. Another "interruption" in my day that causes me to sit back and thank God that He does everything for a purpose and I can trust He already knew how my day would go today. 

I finished a Bible study last night that left me craving for more. So I pull out this book to read that I've been eyeing since I got it from the budget bin at the local bookstore: Max Lucado's God's Story, Your Story. 

The first chapter of Max's writing reels me in: God has a story for me. For my life. "You are so much more than a few days between the womb and the tomb."  

Who doesn't long for purpose? And who doesn't struggle to find it at times?  

Max talks about his genealogy, and the pictures of my own family tree projects as an elementary school student pop into mind. I have a new idea on how to chart this history in a more meaningful way to me.

Have you ever charted your family's history? Have you ever wondered if you were related to royalty or some great inventor? 

But God's story unfolds for me in the now. The history is still alive inside of me and I carry it. No, I don't carry the burdens of my ancestors nor do I claim their successes or failures. But I recognize their thread in a larger tapestry, and I continue that thread with my own color. 

I don't know about you, but I want my thread to be strong, to bind to other threads around me and create a picture of my generation that is more brilliant than the one before me, and one that is more dull than the one to come. I want my portion of the loom to build a foundation for the one to come: One of faith that rocks the world, that shocks the world; One of love and compassion fueled by the heart of God. 

Dream today with me, will you? Let's not give up on this journey of impact and purpose that goes beyond our today. Lets look to God for the bigger story and how we can be threads available for Him to weave.  

Check it out here!

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Construction In Progress-Pardon My Dust


Pardon My Dust

There's a song we sang when I was little...
He's still workin' on me
To make me what I oughta be
It took Him just a week to make the moon and the stars
The sun and the earth and Jupiter and Mars
How loving and patient He must be
'cause He's still workin' on me...

There really oughta be a sign upon my heart
'Don't judge him (her) yet, there's an unfinished part!'
But I'll be perfect just according to His plan
Fashioned by the Master's loving hands.

Often times, I mess up or I do something not exactly the way it should have been done, and I sigh and sing that song to myself.  I'm constantly reminded that I'm not perfect, and that I'm not "finished" yet.  God still is molding and making me into His image! It's sobering and comforting at the same time. 

So if you know me personally, please exercise grace and mercy with me.  I know I'm not perfect; I know I'm still learning; I know there's a lot of dust during my construction.  Please pardon it.  And I will do my sincere best to offer the same back to you. 

I was quickened to write this thought after reading a devotional today.  If you'd like to read it also, which I would encourage, you can click HERE

Be blessed today - we've been given ANOTHER DAY to spend with God loving on each other.  Make the most of it!  :)


Tuesday, December 13, 2011

A Dowry Downfall

I just found this video online via ABC News.  Please pray for the country of India and the oppression of women and girls that happens simply because of the cost of a dowry.  And please do what you can to support organizations that help combat abortion by making way for other options such as adoption.


From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

- Crystal




Women Pregnant With Girls Pressured Into Abortions in India - ABC News

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Wonderful

A psalm in my own words from my workout a few days ago....



You are marvelous.
Everything You make is wonderful.
In the same intimate eternity
That You created me,
You designed the place between
Sunset and sunrise.
You painted sparkling stars
That dance with the moon,
And for a touch of jazz
You swipe a brushstroke of cloud.
Yes, Your works are wonderful,
And I know this well.




Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous - how well I know it.  Psalm 139:14