There is a precise, orchestrated moment, as dusk falls, when the Great Conductor lifts one hand out to silence the floating soprano melody of the graceful, gay birds, while with His other hand waves His baton across the field of waiting, baritone crickets, signaling them to pick up the melody with their smooth, soothing chirp, gently lulling the world into its restful slumber. All the while, the crashing waves underscore the movement with its thundering bass line, perfectly complimentary to both octaves.
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Through this Coastal Symphony, God whispers.
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It is perfect.
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He is perfect.
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Listen.
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Hear.
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Follow.
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Selah.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Coastal Symphony
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Friday, April 24, 2009
The Golden Courts
How do you tell a team of incredible servants that you appreciate all they do?
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By holding a mock awards ceremony, of course!
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Welcome to The Golden Courts 2009~
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As the doors to Court Street's Family Life Center opened, members of our worship team made their way down the red carpet and smiled for the paparazzi. They enjoyed a fabulous meal catered by The Wild Pear, and received awards made out of Play-Doh for such silly things as "Best injury sustained on a Sunday morning" and "Best faux hawk."
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Extra! Extra!
At the crack of 9:50 (exactly 15 minutes after I pulled myself out of bed......that's right) there was a knock on the door. Under normal circumstances that early in the morning, I would have shuddered in fear, hiding my bra-less body in a dark corner, holding the mouth of my yearning-to-bark dog, waiting for the intruder to resign himself to the fact that no one was home.
But not today.
Today was the day that my husband had set up an appointment with the Cable Guy.
Did I just type that?
We have not had cable in our home for several years now. I love the fact that with just the standard channels, there are actually times when nothing is on. Yes, times when the best option is to turn the tv off and read a book or play a game with the family. I love those times. I had no desire to return to the plethora of options that keep you glued to the tv, usually tracking several "must-see" events at once.
Unfortunately, "Deal" is my husband's middle name. He simply couldn't ignore the fact that if we signed up for cable, we would lower our current high-speed internet and phone line costs, therefore paying $20 less per month for all three services than we were currently paying for just the other two.
No brainer? I don't know. We'll see.
Here's the interesting discovery I made tonight. We are all still programmed to tuning in to our old standbys. The tried and true channels that we've grown accustomed to over the years. The evening was spent enjoying shows on the channels we've always had, even though there was a treasure trove waiting for us with a touch of the remote. In fact, Ben was disappointed when he glanced at the clock and noticed that he'd missed the sports segment on the local newscast. Then he brightened and said, "Wait! I can watch Sportscenter tonight!" What a concept.
It reminds me of the untapped potential that we so often deprive ourselves of. We tarry through this world on our own power, laboring endlessly trying just to survive, when, in fact, we have the unlimited resources of an Almighty God at our disposal. It's so natural for us to rely on our own strength rather than tap into the magnificent resources of a Father that loves us so much more than we could ever know.
It's time to turn the channel.
"My grace is enough; it's all you need. My strength comes into its own in your weakness." -God
A Prose of Sharon published at 10:52 PM 9 notes from friends
Friday, October 3, 2008
Conversation Killers
Example #1
Setting: Walmart
Purpose: Purchasing one yard of purple fabric to cover the box of Aunt Lauren's remains for the memorial service
Salesperson: "Oh, what a great color! Are you making a cape for a Halloween costume?"
Example #2
Setting: Alaska Airlines flight
Purpose: Returning home from the funeral in San Jose
Flight Attendant Seth: "Did you and your girls have a great time in San Jose? Did you all go to Great America?"
This is my life lately. : )
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Saturday, September 20, 2008
For the First Time
For the first time, she can hear a bird's call.
For the first time, she can hear the whistle of a breeze.
For the first time, she can hear the waves crash.
For the first time, she can hear the flute's trill.
For the first time, she can hear the beat of a drum.
For the first time, she can hear a friend's laugh.
For the first time, she can hear her mother call her name.
For the first time, she can hear the purr of a cat.
For the first time, she can hear the whisper of a stream.
For the first time, she can hear the roar of a lion.
For the first time, she can hear the blare of a trumpet.
For the first time, she can hear the symphony of the ages.
For the first time, she can hear the vibrato of angels.
For the first time, she can hear her Heavenly Father say, "Well done."
For the first time of many.
Ben's Aunt Lauren lived a life of silence, but no more. Yesterday, she was ushered to heaven by her savior to experience many firsts. And I have a feeling that the newness will never fade, even for all eternity.
How glorious that must be.
A Prose of Sharon published at 10:59 AM 10 notes from friends
Monday, September 15, 2008
Question
I just have one question for you:
How do you define God?
You may be close to Him, far from Him, or don't even believe in Him, but answer honestly, in your simplest terms. There is no wrong answer, this is an opinion question.
A Prose of Sharon published at 2:39 PM 12 notes from friends
Thursday, September 11, 2008
The End is Near
The world must be coming to an end. It has to be.
Deciding to watch tv for the first time in a while, I found a show called, "Hole in the Wall."
This has to be the stupidest excuse for entertainment that I have ever seen in my life. People literally just have to squeeze through a hole in a wall that is coming toward them. If they are successful they receive one point. If they fail, they fall into a pool of oddly green water.
That's it.
This somehow was approved by the suits at the FOX network. Seriously? Are we being Punk'd or something?
I am now reminded why I prefer reading over watching tv for some down time.
It begs a couple questions, however.
There are shows that I enjoy watching like Lost or The Office, or pretty much anything on the Discovery Channel like Deadliest Catch, Dirty Jobs, Myth Busters, etc.
What are the shows you enjoy? And, more importantly, do you prefer Survivorman or Man vs. Wild? It tells a lot about you. Inquiring minds...or at least my mind wants to know.
A Prose of Sharon published at 8:46 PM 14 notes from friends
Monday, September 8, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
A Good Morning
Having intentions of going to bed early and finally morphing back into the school schedule, I downed an otc sleep-aid and hit the sack by 9:30 last night. Quite a change from my summertime hours. Things were going exactly as planned. I figured I could see Gabby off to school at 7:30 (praise God she has a ride to school this year!!), then crawl back into bed until 9:00, when I'd make breakfast for Greta and start our school day here at home.
A Prose of Sharon published at 11:16 AM 11 notes from friends