Sunday, June 6, 2010

Couldn't Keep Myself from Blogging

There is so much that I need to tell my bloggity friends! It's been quite a while since I have had a good cathartic post!

Since I last blogged:
A - Joseph was showered with awards at the 2nd grade assembly
B - Gideon graduated from Kindergarten in the most darling of 'graduations'
C - Caleb is gnawing his knuckles to the bone on tooth #8
D - We are packing to leave for Youth Camp tomorrow

But, alas, I have not come to the keyboard today to catch you up on all of the family's events. I will! Truly, I assure you!

No, I have just arrived home from the normal Sunday morning routine. Sunday school, church services, Mexican food for lunch, dropped Larry back off at the church and now the boys are snug in their beds for naps, which promise to be long, based on their full tummies!

My purpose in posting on a Sunday afternoon can mean only one thing: Regurgitating a Great Message!

I can in no means accurately and completely convey the message that Jay preached today. However, I can tell you that it was one of the most moving and convicting that I've ever heard. You know, one where you sit and say, "Ouch...I mean, Amen!" Excellent.

Jay preached out of 2 Chronicles 29:1-11 and 1 Peter 3: 13-16 and did he ever let go and let God take off?! He spoke of the steps that Hezekiah took to bring about revival in Judah. He brought it right down to what I need to do to experience revival.

He used 2 fantastic examples in the course of the sermon, but this quote from Wilbur Reese, caught my heart.

I would like to buy $3 of God, please.
Not enough to explode my soul or disturb my sleep, but just enough to equal a cup of warm milk or a snooze in the sunshine.
I don't want enough of God to make me love a black man or pick beets with a migrant.
I want ecstasy, not transformation.
I want warmth of the womb, not a new birth.
I want a pound of the Eternal in a paper sack.
I would like to by $3 worth of God, please.
Wilbur Reese


The portion that caught my heart in a vice-style grip, was the line, "I want warmth of the womb, not a new birth". Is that not exactly how I live? I want God to 'cuddle-me-up', as we say in the Daigle house, and take care of my every need and whim. I want to be comforted and safe. I want to be protected from any notion of exposure or risk. I want to have no responsibility or pressure. I want to be constantly coddled and adored

In our home, Caleb is our little guy, our baby. He isn't so much a baby anymore, but a toddler. IN THEORY. My so-called "toddler" will not toddle. (Before you write to me to have this-or-that checked, please know that I have had this-and-that checked). My little man just will not do it. He is capable. He cruises the furniture and will walk with his hands in ours. However, he is unwilling to do walk on his own. He has the skills, he has the muscle tone, the balance, the fortitude to do it...just not the will

Now, of course, I love Caleb. I adore and coddle him. I comfort him and ensure that he is safe. I cuddle-him-up and sing over him. He is my child. But, I want the kid to walk! I know he can do it!

So, when Jay read the Reese quote, the line, "I want warmth of the womb, not a new birth" rushed into my heart and poked me where it hurt. God wants me to grow up and live the life He has planned for me. Not the one in which I cruise the furniture and throw a tantrum when extra is expected of me. He wants me to live life abundantly in REVIVAL within my own heart.

You know that I could continue to go on, but the perfectionist in me would have to outline the entire sermon

And so, since this is the final hour before camp, I have to get packing. I am just going to post a link to the Sermons tab of the church website (Non-series sermons). At that link you can download or listen to the sermon and get a copy of the notes (if they are available

Jay's sermon - Revival in the Temple of Your Heart 06/06/2010.

By the way, Larry's sermon was last week, titled Samson - Hero or Zero 05/30/2010.

Pray for us at camp this week! We are expecting great things!

Much Love,

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1 comments:

RachelRuelas said...

i'm for sure going to try and listen to that!! I LOVE when something like that hits our hearts, like not just the surface of our hearts and worms its when into where it really counts. I THANK GOD for pastors who speak truth even when it hurts, and, like our pastors says he won't do: air condition our way to hell.
have fun at camp!