Active Voice

God's Word is living and active. He still speaks. His voice is active. He has given me a voice...an Active Voice. It's time to speak.

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I am what's known as an 'appreciator'. I have an understanding of basic concepts of many things, but have mastered none...therefore, it is my privledge to appreciate and thereby encourage others in their own giftings.

10.13.2005

Good Morning Jerusalem....

A christmas play i'm writing....

GOOD MORNING, JERUSELAM


SET: Typical “tonight show” set up – Desk for host is placed at ¾ Stage Right, Armchair sits direct right of desk, sofa direct left of chair. The band “Shofar &Lyre” sits 45 degree angle stage far left. “Commercial” area is in Pit Area Stage Right.


Lights up on stage, empty except for band. Band is playing seriously upbeat “Good Morning Jeruselam” Theme [[we need to come up with a theme song]]

Enter Host. Waves at audience and sits at desk, shuffling papers.

OFFSTAGE ANNOUNCER: [with energy] GOOOOOOD MORNING JERUSALAM!

[Audience prompter holds up “APPLAUSE” card toward audience]

Host: [seated at desk]

Today is [insert day and date here]. Welcome to Good Morning Jerusulem, where you’ll always start your day with up to the minute news, weather, and entertainment. We’re broadcasting live from Studio 1-B here in Jerusalem Center.

Topping our news this morning is the unusual story coming out of the rural province of Galilee. Last week, the normally tranquil atmosphere of rural Palestine was disturbed by a series of unexplainable events surrounding Governor Caeser’s Census. While already in a state of heightened alert due to the census travel, the local populace was thrown into turmoil as rumors of strange occurances and extra-terrestrial appearances ripped through the city. There were also reports of widespread noise pollution. Once community is at the center of the commotion. Bethlehem, city of David, previously un-heard of, has become a veritable mecca for star gazers, marauding kings, and other assorted oddities.

Also in Bethlehem this morning, the medical community is investigating the sudden onset of hallucianations among the local shepherd population. Analysists are focusing on food poisoning, possibly take out Flaffel from Chez Ishmael’s in the Lower Greek Quarter.

In other news, the greek olive oil industry is reporting a sharp drop in production this fiscal period due to the ongoing Foot Presser Union 436 labour strike. Officials from the industry are projecting a fuel cost spike if talks are not resumed.

And as we span the world this morning, a massive sandstorm in Arabia has prompted government officials to declare a state of emergency. In a statement by the minister of transportation, citizens are being urged to leave single rider camels at home and either camel pool on a double hump, or take mass caravan transport.



It’s time for a word from our sponsors, so Stay tuned to GOOD MORNING JERUSELAM for more on our top story “Bethelehem Mayhem” [host picks up papers, stacks them, studies script while commercial is going on]


COMMERCIAL: DONKEY DAVE’S


Crafty looking man in checkered toga and slicked back hair runs onto commercial set. He is carrying a stick pony [broomstick with horses head on it]

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[freeze]



BAND PLAYS CHORUS OF THEME SONG
Lights up on host desk. Host sits up properly.

HOST: Welcome Back to Good Morning Jeruselam, your home for up to the minute news, weather and entertainment updates. This morning, we’re concentrating on the strange events surrounding the recent Census in Palestine. We’re joined this morning by several guests from the region who were eyewitnesses to the mayhem.

Our first guest is Bethlehem Agricultural Specialist, Ben……Ben……

Ben: Yep. Ben.

Host: I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your last name…

Ben: Just Ben.

Host: [shifting papers nervously] Uh…Alright then. Ben. Welcome to Good Morning Jeruselam, Israel’s home for up to the minute news. [glances at papers] It says here that you are the President of the Agricultural Worker’s union, and a Shepherd by trade?

Ben: Yep.

Host: [looking a bit uncomfortable] And what exactly is it that you do as a shepherd?

Ben: Watch sheep.

Host: And?

Ben: [scratches head] and what?

Host: And what else does shepherding entail?

Ben: [pauses, as if to process the question] [shrugs] Well, every once in a while, we move ‘em. Ya know, once they done ate all the grass on the hill. We get up and walk ‘em to a new hill they ain’t picked clean yet.

Host: I see. [glances at papers again] Well, let’s focus on the events of last week. Perhaps you could give us your perspective on what happened?

Ben: [settles back into chair, crosses on leg over the other knee, and takes on a relaxed tone] It started out like any normal night – you know – dark, sheep, me and my friends levi and joe sittin’ around the fire makin’ flaffel kabobs, tellin’ jokes, talkin’ about the chicks down at Jezzie’s bar…..when all of a sudden, there’s this wicked bright light in the sky. The sheep went right nutty – all layin’ down like they was bowin’ or somethin’. Levi thought it was a UFO – whatever the heck that is – and joe, well, he looked like he was gonna chuck his hummus.

It got brighter, and closer. It was closin’ in on us like some kinda glowin’ camel raider. And then there was this VOICE. Man, ya never heard nothin’ like it. All deep and boomin’ – like thunder. That’s when I realized what was happenin’. Man, we was bein’ invaded by ANGELS! Levi was just standin’ there like some kinda’ idiot, and Joe – I ‘bout had to slap him silly for swearin’ in front of an ANGEL. You’d think he was a sailor, not a shepherd, the mouth he’s got on ‘im. At this point, I ‘bout had a heart attack, but this angel tells us “Don’t be scared.”

And I’m thinkin’ “Yeah right. You’re the one floatin’ in thin….”

Host: [interrupting] So the [makes quote marks with fingers] “Celestial being” made you uneasy?

Ben: How’d you feel if you were just minding your own beeswax and an angel came flyin’ at ya?

But anyway, he said a bunch a stuff after that. I was scared outta my sandles, so I only half heard him, but he said a bunch uh junk about this being a special nigh and some baby being born down in town – and that he’s the one we’ve been waiting for.

[scoots forward onto edge of chair and speaks with urgency]

And then all of a sudden, the sky filled up with piles of angels and they’s all singin’ this stuff about praise and glory to God. Ya never heard nuttin’ like it. I never been big into all that culture junk but this was most daggone pretty song I ever heard. It was like the whole sky was singin’ – even the sheeps was listenin’.

[ben leans forward toward host desk and addresses her in urgent tones]

That dang song is STILL stuck in my head. We didn’t need no special invitation to know to listen to those directions. Me and Joe and Levi jumped right up and headed straight down into town. We left our sheep right behind. Them angels told us right where to go. We got there, but thought it was wrong. We ended up at a crummy stable in the worst part of town. But sure enough, there they were. They wasn’t much to see….smelly stable, bunch uh noisy animals, and the baby was pretty scrawny – but I wasn’t too surprised at that once I saw his mom was just a kid.

Host: [leaning head on hand so to become closer to the shepherd…in a skeptical voice] And this is your first hand account?

Ben: Ya’ know, if I hadn’t heard what the angels said with my own two ears, I woudn’t ‘ave belived it either. But it was there. Noise, smell, and all. This was it. Haven’t seen nuttin’ like it before…not even at Jezzie’s place……it wasn’t classy or nuttin, but it was what it was. And what it was…was….REAL.

Host: [to camera] Well folks, there you have it. Bethlehem Ben, shepherd and angel chaser. Keep it here on Good Morning Jerusalem for more…uuuhh….perspectives on the Bethlehem Occurences.
[stacks papers, shakes head as attention is diverted to commercial area]


Down in commercial area, a girl dressed in a toga and head dress is pantomiming an explaination of a new and improved wineskin [can be bought in camping section of walmart –called bota bag] gesturing like vanna white, and drinking elaborately, swinging skin by strap, modeling it, etc]

Host: [looking up at Ben, still sitting in chair] Now you move over there. [gestures to far end of couch]

Ben: Ya don’t believe it, do you?

Host: [sarcastically] you really expect me to believe that “angels” from “heaven” just showed up on a hill to some dirty, uneducated, sheep herders and pointed out a messiah….let me tell you something, Mr. Ben. I’ve studied hard to get to this point. I’ve been to Acropolis U. I’ve even been to your Hebrew Studies Learning and Cultural Center. I KNOW what the messiah is supposed to look like – how he’s supposed to arrive – and believe me, he’s not going to be some scrawny kid laying in a cow’s cereal bowl.

Downstage, the commercial finishes, and the pantomiming actress quietly exits]

OFFSTAGE ANNOUNCER VOICE: We’re on in 5…4…3…2…

Host: [straightening herself] Welcome back to Good Morning Jerusalem! If you’re just joining us, we’ve been devoting exclusive coverage to the recent events in Bethlehem. Our next guest is Lydia Kashik, wife of Oscar Kashik, Founder and Owner of Kashiksson Inns Incorporated. Welcome, Mrs. Kashik.

Lydia: [with an air of aloofness, yet warmly] Please, call me Lydia.

Host: Lydia. Welcome to Good Morning Jerusalem. It’s delightful to have you here again. [to camera/audience] As you know, Lydia is a regular guest here on Good Morning Jerusalem, due to her wildly popular Daytime Home Show “Lydia Kashik Living”.
Lydia, is it true that a teen girl gave birth in the barn at the Kashiksson Bethlehem Resort last week?

Lydia: [gives a short chuckle] No dear. The Kashiksson Bethlehem Resort has a strict policy that prohibits guest access to the livestock. We have valet camel and donkey parking, and contracted shepherd services, so there’s really no need to assume the risk of guests in the stable area.

Host: so you’re saying there was no birth?

Lydia: Not at all. There was, in fact, a birth, but not at the Kashiksson Bethlehem. My husband is in the process of acquiring a property in lower downtown. We just closed on it two weeks ago, actually. It was there that the birth took place.

Host: Is Kashiksson Incorporated currently responsible for activities and patrons of this newly acquired property?

Lydia: Yes we are. We wanted to assume control of the property before the census rush. Unfortionately, that didn’t leave any time for us to begin the extensive renovations that we’d planned. The property is in a state of disrepair, but Kashiksson Inc. is prepared to take on the challenge of leading Lower Downtown in a Revitalization movement.

Host: In your opinion, did news of this barnyard birth have a negative impact on Kashiksson Inc.’s still tenuous presence in the Lower Downtown?

Lydia: Not at all. If anything, it has helped us secure a name for ourselves.

Host: You must have at least had *Some* apprehension about letting a woman give birth in your stable – liability being what it is these days….

Lydia: First, let me assure you, my husband and I were unaware of the birth and it’s circumstances until the next morning. The night clerk is a local man in whom we have complete confidence. Unless there was an emergency, we had given him full managerial discresion over the Kashiksson Downtown.

Host: So you support him in his actions?

Lydia: Absolutely. Misha did the best he could in the situation. He lived up to the Kashiksson Inc. mission statement and acted on it in the most compassionate way he knew to act.

Host: Allowing a woman to give birth in a stable was compassionate?

Lydia: When the young couple came to him, it was late, and the Kashiksson Downtown was already booked solid. According to the reports he’d gotten from the Chez Ishmael’s Delivery Boy, so were all the other inns in the city. Misha did the only thing he could think of in that situation……he offered the couple the only shelter he could. And he DID make sure that all livestock was properly secured, and that the straw was clear of *coughs* droppings.

Host: And when did you and Mr. Kashik become aware of the events?

Lydia: The next morning. Misha always sends his daily reports to us via currier. When I read his log, I was obviously concerned about the liability issue, especially since Misha indicated that this birth had drawn a considerable amount of attention among the locals.

9.09.2005

womens weekend monologue

And in other news, The Salvation Army is reportedly holding it’s annual women’s ministry camp right here in Hunterdon County at Camp Tecumseh this weekend. Stay tuned to WKAP radio for news and weather on the hour. Now back to our regularly scheduled programming.


Oh, hello there. Please don’t be startled…I know it’s not every day you come face to face with a talking radio, but what can I do… it’s a decent life, being a radio…… lots of entertainment…

See, I live in the janitor’s closet, normally, until they borrowed me and brought me here for the weekend. It sure is different out here…..so quiet….there’s always something going on in the janitor’s closet….mostly, it’s those ridiculous tools…they give me such a headache. they’re always arguing about something or other.

I’ll be you’d like to be a fly on the wall for one of those arguments…..believe me, so would I – the flies can LEAVE when they’ve had enough! But, I don’t really have that option…..mostly I just tune them out, but the other day, they were really going at each other…..they were so obnoxious I couldn’t help but listen in on what they were saying……

THOSE IDIOT TOOLS WERE FIGHTING ABOUT WHO WAS THE MOST IMPORTANT OF THEM ALL.

The hammer started it. He’s so loud….always bragging about himself, but seriously, all he really does is drown everyone out. He never listens. All that noise is bound to start an argument…..

or so says the saw……but if you want my opinion, that saw doesn’t have a lot of room to talk…all she ever does is cause division….so much for her cutting remarks!

I just can’t believe how they behave! If it’s not the hammer and the saw fighting, it’s the Yardstick and the Sandpaper…

.those two are constantly sniping at each other….. “you have no right to judge…with you, nothing can ever measure up” – that’s what sandpaper says about yardie……and yardie just HAS to dig back about the sand paper always rubbing everyone the wrong way……

The Level tried to step in and point out the ridiculousness of the argument, but none of the other tools would listen to her…they were too busy ganging up on the poor nails for being so sharp with everyone.

I thought they’d never shut up, but then the janitor came in with a broken chair…..he started fixing it…..first he used the yardstick to measure out a new piece of wood for the seat, then the saw to cut it….he nailed it together with the hammer and nails, and sanded the edges so they were smooth….

When he left, they were really quiet……the level finally spoke up, and was able to say what she’d been trying to say all along…..that none of them could do it by themselves. They were a team. A tool box. That by themselves, they could only do little things, but together, they could do so much more.

That level has quite a “level” head on her……OH! Here comes the janitor….


[hum a tune] You’re listening to WKAP radio. That was “Once upon a closet” by “the toolbox gang” This concludes our regularly scheduled programming. Stay tuned to WKAP radio for more exciting tales and tunes from the toolbox.

8.14.2005

This one is for Jim Knaggs....so he knows i'm alive!

Ok, so I haven't blogged in a LONG time.......there've been a few reasons for that......LOTS of stuff happening on the army front, not a lot of time for writing, then there's the whole issue of me and my bloggy type stuff. I have another journal floating around the net......or, well, i USED to have another journal.....but i have ceased using it for now because honestly, i haven't been satisfied with where it was housed for a long time now [just because of a structure/formatting thing]. So i guess i've been a bit on a blog sebattical for a while.

And in all fairness to myself, this space was never designed to be a journal type thing....i stated up front in my first post that....oh, heck, now that i'm realizing that people are actually READING this thing, i'll simply repost it.....here goes

ENTRY FROM JAN
This is NOT a journal. So if you've stumbled on this blog hoping to hear what i had for breakfast this morning or how pissed i am because of somethingthat happened at the office, you might as well move on. This is a writing venture. For a long while now, the Lord has laid it on my heart to write....write what, He and i are still working that out....but it has become increasingly clear that the format for what he is going to give me will be this form.

The Lord's voice is living and active. He still speaks. He speaks in and through his children who are willing to listen....he speaks through his word...he speaks through his creation...there are many ways in which God speaks...we just have to practice listening to him.

That's what this writing venture is....an exercise in hearing, listening to, and speaking words from the Lord. What he shares with me, gives me, and sometimes, what I ask HIM. This is a GOD THING.....not a blog thing, not a CK thing, not anything that would resemble a meaningless prattling on journal.

I seriously considered turning the 'post comments' feature off on this blog. The way i saw it was that there are enough other means of communicating with me if you're someone who already knows me that those lines of direction would remain open.....but then it occured to me that if you're reading this blog, chances are good that you've been GIVEN this address by me because I trust you and value your thoughts......and imput from your active voices too.

This will most likely be the last post that is directed at readers..........

{{{{{end repost}}}}}

Ok, so i made a liar out of myself on that last sentance, but i did want to clarify to my buddy Jim Knaggs that i am, in fact, still alive, and will hopefully update the MOTHERLOAD of stuff this next week [i leave for vacation on friday!]

this is still a writing venture, and it's still going to be sporadic, and mostly for my own "convenience of housing/storing writing type stuff" purposes, but i hope that those of you who read will be able to glean something from something, and that you're blessed!

oh, and just so i don't myself forget....I've set a deadline for myself to get all my stuff actually IN PRINT -- 9 months from now, which would be MAY 06 -- i'm going to put my writings into book form and just publish it through lulu.com so it can actually be fully copywrited to me. that way, i'll have a physical copy of my random ramblings.....and will have fufilled a life's dream in the process.

happy blogging to all, and to all -- goodnight!

This one is for Jim Knaggs....so he knows i'm alive!

Ok, so I haven't blogged in a LONG time.......there've been a few reasons for that......LOTS of stuff happening on the army front, not a lot of time for writing, then there's the whole issue of me and my bloggy type stuff. I have another journal floating around the net......or, well, i USED to have another journal.....but i have ceased using it for now because honestly, i haven't been satisfied with where it was housed for a long time now [just because of a structure/formatting thing]. So i guess i've been a bit on a blog sebattical for a while.

And in all fairness to myself, this space was never designed to be a journal type thing....i stated up front in my first post that....oh, heck, now that i'm realizing that people are actually READING this thing, i'll simply repost it.....here goes

ENTRY FROM JAN
This is NOT a journal. So if you've stumbled on this blog hoping to hear what i had for breakfast this morning or how pissed i am because of somethingthat happened at the office, you might as well move on. This is a writing venture. For a long while now, the Lord has laid it on my heart to write....write what, He and i are still working that out....but it has become increasingly clear that the format for what he is going to give me will be this form.

The Lord's voice is living and active. He still speaks. He speaks in and through his children who are willing to listen....he speaks through his word...he speaks through his creation...there are many ways in which God speaks...we just have to practice listening to him.

That's what this writing venture is....an exercise in hearing, listening to, and speaking words from the Lord. What he shares with me, gives me, and sometimes, what I ask HIM. This is a GOD THING.....not a blog thing, not a CK thing, not anything that would resemble a meaningless prattling on journal.

I seriously considered turning the 'post comments' feature off on this blog. The way i saw it was that there are enough other means of communicating with me if you're someone who already knows me that those lines of direction would remain open.....but then it occured to me that if you're reading this blog, chances are good that you've been GIVEN this address by me because I trust you and value your thoughts......and imput from your active voices too.

This will most likely be the last post that is directed at readers..........

{{{{{end repost}}}}}

Ok, so i made a liar out of myself on that last sentance, but i did want to clarify to my buddy Jim Knaggs that i am, in fact, still alive, and will hopefully update the MOTHERLOAD of stuff this next week [i leave for vacation on friday!]

this is still a writing venture, and it's still going to be sporadic, and mostly for my own "convenience of housing/storing writing type stuff" purposes, but i hope that those of you who read will be able to glean something from something, and that you're blessed!

oh, and just so i don't myself forget....I've set a deadline for myself to get all my stuff actually IN PRINT -- 9 months from now, which would be MAY 06 -- i'm going to put my writings into book form and just publish it through lulu.com so it can actually be fully copywrited to me. that way, i'll have a physical copy of my random ramblings.....and will have fufilled a life's dream in the process.

happy blogging to all, and to all -- goodnight!

This one is for Jim Knaggs....so he knows i'm alive!

Ok, so I haven't blogged in a LONG time.......there've been a few reasons for that......LOTS of stuff happening on the army front, not a lot of time for writing, then there's the whole issue of me and my bloggy type stuff. I have another journal floating around the net......or, well, i USED to have another journal.....but i have ceased using it for now because honestly, i haven't been satisfied with where it was housed for a long time now [just because of a structure/formatting thing]. So i guess i've been a bit on a blog sebattical for a while.

And in all fairness to myself, this space was never designed to be a journal type thing....i stated up front in my first post that....oh, heck, now that i'm realizing that people are actually READING this thing, i'll simply repost it.....here goes

ENTRY FROM JAN
This is NOT a journal. So if you've stumbled on this blog hoping to hear what i had for breakfast this morning or how pissed i am because of somethingthat happened at the office, you might as well move on. This is a writing venture. For a long while now, the Lord has laid it on my heart to write....write what, He and i are still working that out....but it has become increasingly clear that the format for what he is going to give me will be this form.

The Lord's voice is living and active. He still speaks. He speaks in and through his children who are willing to listen....he speaks through his word...he speaks through his creation...there are many ways in which God speaks...we just have to practice listening to him.

That's what this writing venture is....an exercise in hearing, listening to, and speaking words from the Lord. What he shares with me, gives me, and sometimes, what I ask HIM. This is a GOD THING.....not a blog thing, not a CK thing, not anything that would resemble a meaningless prattling on journal.

I seriously considered turning the 'post comments' feature off on this blog. The way i saw it was that there are enough other means of communicating with me if you're someone who already knows me that those lines of direction would remain open.....but then it occured to me that if you're reading this blog, chances are good that you've been GIVEN this address by me because I trust you and value your thoughts......and imput from your active voices too.

This will most likely be the last post that is directed at readers..........

{{{{{end repost}}}}}

Ok, so i made a liar out of myself on that last sentance, but i did want to clarify to my buddy Jim Knaggs that i am, in fact, still alive, and will hopefully update the MOTHERLOAD of stuff this next week [i leave for vacation on friday!]

this is still a writing venture, and it's still going to be sporadic, and mostly for my own "convenience of housing/storing writing type stuff" purposes, but i hope that those of you who read will be able to glean something from something, and that you're blessed!

oh, and just so i don't myself forget....I've set a deadline for myself to get all my stuff actually IN PRINT -- 9 months from now, which would be MAY 06 -- i'm going to put my writings into book form and just publish it through lulu.com so it can actually be fully copywrited to me. that way, i'll have a physical copy of my random ramblings.....and will have fufilled a life's dream in the process.

happy blogging to all, and to all -- goodnight!

6.13.2005

The second Lesson from Bakini Bottom

Imitation Crabs

A LESSON IN RECOGNIZING TRUTH

Ps 119:30 - I have chosen the way of truth;
I have set Your ordinances [before me].

Ps 119:43 - Never take the word of truth from my mouth,
for I hope in Your judgments.

Ps 119:160 - The entirety of Your word is truth,
and all Your righteous judgments endure forever.

Joh 3:21 - Show ContextBut anyone who lives by the truth comes to the light, so that his works may be shown to be accomplished by God."

Joh 8:32 - Show ContextYou will know the truth, and the truth will set you free."

j

Episode Summary:

The secret recipe for Mr. Crab’s crabby patty is kept by Spongebob. Spongebob has been given strict instructions to NEVER tell anyone the recipe. Plankton, the evil owner of rival eatery the Chum Bucket, whose only goal in life is to steal the Krabby Patty recipe from Mr. Krabs, has taken it upon himself to get that recipe by tricking Spongebob.

Plankton goes to great lengths to create a metal robot of Mr. Krabs, complete with an abort button that turned the entire robot into a toaster! After getting spongebob by himself, plankton [dressed as mr. krab] convinced spongebob that he was, in fact, the real Mr. Krab – even to the point that when the real Mr. Krab came back, spongebob wouldn’t [or couldn’t] tell the difference, and ended up dismissing the real Mr. Krab. His lack of discernment put the krabby patty recipe in danger, and when spongebob realized his mistake, there was some guilt and need for forgiveness.

DISCUSSION/APPLICATION

In this episode, Plankton dresses up in a costume to trick Spongebob into believing that he is actually Mr. Krab. He wants Spongebob to believe his lies as truth.

In our lives, Satan is trying to do the same thing to us, and in this day and age, it’s even harder for us to tell truth from fiction. Some people don’t even believe there is such a thing as truth. What do you think --

What is truth?

What is OUR truth as Christians?

How can satan try to distract us from that truth?

What are some things in today’s culture that can distract us from the truth of the gospel?

Why does satan want to distract us?

***Spongebob took some lengthy precautions to protect the secret Krabby patty recipe. [the secret handshake, the “Code 12”]

Spongebob tried to be true to his promise to never share the secret formula – he protected the truth. How can we protect the truth of the gospel?

Spongebob ended up getting the real Mr. Krab confused with the imposter Krab, even after asking some questions.

Sometimes Satan can appear very convincing. What can we do so that we can more readily recognize God’s truth?

Satan never gives up. He’ll go to any length to try to get us to give up the truth of Christ.

That’s why God gives us the gift of discernment. Discernment is keenness of insight and good judgment. Having good judgment is important in all areas of our lives. Spongebob didn’t use good discernment.

The real mr. krab tried desperately to make spongebob recognize truth. Having good judgment is important in all areas of our lives. What are some areas we need to have good judgement in?

We need to use good judgement and ask the Lord to help us recognize truth.

6.06.2005

the consumerist death trap

I almost didn’t blog this – consumerism has been on my mind lately, but I tend to be judgemental of myself when I talk about consumerism simply because I can see my own inconsistencies and my own struggles/temptations with the very thing I’m criticizing.

Now please don’t think I’m a communist or anything….because I’m not. Perhaps I should hash out what my take on consumerism is……..and what it isn’t.

Consumerism is NOT the purchasing/selling/trading of goods and services. That is business….a necessary part of society. Whether it’s money for services, or trading one thing for another, it keeps society running because no one is fully self contained/sufficient. I have no problem with keeping society going.

What I have a problem with is EXCESSIVELY SPENDING lavish amounts of money for things we really don’t need. And I admit, I own things I don’t particurally need….and I have spent money on those things. It’s hard not to be caught up!

Even the best, most conciencious person has fallen prey to this pervasive culture….so in a sense, we’re all consumerists.



Consumerism is this generation’s God….this generation’s focus. Everything in our lives is filtered through it’s lens. Even our relationships aren’t immune. Even they can fall victim to our consumerist culture.

So if the focus is on consumerism == on WHAT’S IN IT FOR ME == then it’s obviously not on God…..and that’s idolatry. So what do we do? We have to shift the focus. We have to not focus on getting something, but on being stewards of the lives, relationships and responsibilities we’ve been given. We have to shift the way we understand our responsibilities to be good stewards….to realize that there is a larger world beyond ourselves and our immediate surroundings, and realize that we are, in fact, a TINY part of LIFE as a whole. We have to become authentic in the way we interact with people, stop playing the whole ladder climbing game.


We need to realize that we can’t take anything with us….so it’s pointless for us to amass more and more “stuff”. Our plumb line should be “do I need this?” rather than “Can I afford this”. We also need to remember that people and relationships are NOT disposable. Too many times we go into a friendship or romantic relationship wanting to get something out of it……scripture tells us to humbly submit to one another in love……and that is directly contrary to consumerisim.

In a culture of affluence and excess, we have become a society that consmerizes our faith. People “shop around” for a church that suits them…….well guess what…..it may be called a church “service”….but it doesn’t mean that it’s our one stop religion shop. We have to stop choosing what churches and programmes that we are involved in based on what we want or what we’re comfortable with. We have to look again at our NEEDS…..what church is going to be doctrinely sound? What church can we give ourselves in service to? We need to let spiritual discernment, not consumer culture, be our guide.


I guess what I’m trying to say is this…….God isn't Wal-mart. Our live are not commodities. We can’t try to “market” our churches. We can’t bargin shop for a faith that suits us. We can’t be the consumer—we don’t have that right. The reality is that we are the ones who need to be
consumed……filled, overtaken, used up….by the holy spirit.