Once again I am posting my Skywatch Friday on Saturday. But this week it is not because I am running behind but because it is expedient. I am actually writing at 2 A.M. on Wednesday morning getting all my posts for next week done since I am going to be away at Special Touch Ministry’s New England Getaway leading worship. I don’t imagine I will have a whole lot of time to post from the Berkshires. I will follow up on comments when I return. 🙂
This posts is created for Across the Board’s Two Cents Tuesday Challenge:BLISS
Once you wake up and smell the coffee, it’s hard to go back to sleep.
Fran Drescher
The first thing I think about when I think about bliss is Jesus. I have found my peace, my rest and my joy in Him. I enjoy life because He has made it eternal for me; But now if you ask me aside from worshipping Christ what in life makes me feel blissful it is coffee. Everyone who knows Pastor Wrinkles knows he loves his coffee! When I visit with friends it always involves a cup o’Joe. In fact I have even told people that when we all get to Heaven they should look me up and we will share coffee together in my mansion.
My sister Brenda and her friend Mona In Haarlem the Netherlands
When I travel I love to relax with a cup of coffee.
Don’t I look rested here?
Oh, I like a hotel with a nice pool and a hot tub to unwind in.
But if I can’t have that a steaming cup of bliss will relax me anyway.
“If coffee were like dreams, then I would be wired in constant bliss, never needing sleep to live out my dreams.”
― Anthony Liccione
Check out other people’s answers to the bliss question here
http://acrossthebored.com/2014/03/18/two-cents-tuesday-challenge-bliss/
What makes you feel blissful?
This Post was written as a devotional thought from Pastor Wrinkles after reading the challenge concerning “WORDS” from “Across the Bored”. To Read more “Two Cents” challenges go to http://acrossthebored.com/2013/09/10/two-cents-tuesday-challenge-words/
I have just finished Orson Scott Card’s prize-winning book, Ender’s Game . The antagonist’s (sort of) of the book are a race of alien insects, called “the buggers”. The buggers are a hive race who need no words to communicate with each other. Communication is complete openness and to the buggers the inability to connect psychically is an indication of non-sentience. Of course to humans the inability to speak means the same thing. The book left me with a profound understanding that we humans take much for granted.
I got to thinking about all this in the context of my communication with the Almighty. He is not bound by words as I am. For example,He speaks through the breadth and depth of the creation
The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of people, who suppress the truth by their wickedness, 19 since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them. 20 For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.” Ro. 1:18-20
He speaks through a still small voice in the center of my heart which, though often framed into words, begins as little more than a strong inclination.
And then He bends to Earth and offers to use the clunky inadequate thing we call human language. When He does even that weak form is invested with such power it shakes the world throughout the generations.
“As the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.
10 As the rain and the snow
come down from heaven,
and do not return to it
without watering the earth
and making it bud and flourish,
so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,
11 so is my word that goes out from my mouth:
It will not return to me empty,
but will accomplish what I desire Isaiah 55:9-11
If His words translated through the mouths and pens of others can cause such a great stir in the histories of men, what will it be like when the whole world hears His true voice?
He made darkness his covering, his canopy around him—
the dark rain clouds of the sky.
12 Out of the brightness of his presence clouds advanced,
with hailstones and bolts of lightning.
13 The Lord thundered from heaven;
the voice of the Most High resounded.[a]
14 He shot his arrows and scattered the enemy,
with great bolts of lightning he routed them.
15 The valleys of the sea were exposed
and the foundations of the earth laid bare
at your rebuke, Lord,
at the blast of breath from your nostrils. Psam. 18:11-15
The voice of the Lord is over the waters;
the God of glory thunders,
the Lord thunders over the mighty waters.
4 The voice of the Lord is powerful;
the voice of the Lord is majestic.
5 The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars;
the Lord breaks in pieces the cedars of Lebanon.
6 He makes Lebanon leap like a calf,
Sirion[b] like a young wild ox.
7 The voice of the Lord strikes
with flashes of lightning.
8 The voice of the Lord shakes the desert;
the Lord shakes the Desert of Kadesh.
9 The voice of the Lord twists the oaks[c]
and strips the forests bare.
And in his temple all cry, “Glory!” Psam. 29: 3-9
I would love to hear your thoughts…
Lillie-Put 