Showing posts with label holy battle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holy battle. Show all posts

Monday, October 25, 2010

Reformation Day Faire 2010

This past weekend, my family spent 3 wonderful days in Morton, IL., near Peoria, at the Reformation Day Faire hosted by Providence Church. This was our second year attending, and enjoyed every moment of the weekend. From the warm hospitality and wonderful meals, to the messages highlighting the life of William Tyndale and Highland games, my family had a blast. We're spending Monday recovering and are already making plans for next year!

Here's a few pics from the Faire...

Members of my church who attended!

Kevin Swanson imploring us to be Reformers!
 
Young men preparing for war!

Charlie Zahm in concert at the Faire!

The Caper Toss game. I missed winning by 1ft!

My boys Stephen and Ravi attacking their bud Zeke!

My little Josiah!

All made possible by the cross of Christ!

Friday, October 17, 2008

The Inner-War of Man...

There's a place in the darkness that I used to cling to it presses harsh hope against time
In the absence of martyrs there's a presence of thieves who only want to rob you blind
They steal away any sense of peace though I'm a king I'm a king on my knees
And I know they are wrong when they say I am strong As the darkness covers me

Chorus-
So turn on the light and reveal all the glory
I am not afraid
To bare all my weakness knowing in meekness
I have a kingdom to gain
Where there is peace and love in the light, in the light
Oh I am not afraid
To let Your light shine bright in my life, in my life
Oh I... am, I...

There are ghosts from my past who've owned more of my soul than I thought I had given away
They linger in closets and under my bed and in pictures less proudly displayed
A great fool in my life I have been have squandered till pallid and thin
Hung my head in shame and refused to take blame for the darkness I know I've let win

(Chorus)
Can you hear me? (repeat 6x)

Well I've never been much for the baring of soul in the presence of any man
I'd rather keep to myself all safe and secure in the arms of a sinner I am
Could it be that my worth should depend by the crimson stained grace on a hand
And like a lamp on a hill Lord I pray in Your will to reveal all of You that I can

(Chorus)
There's a place in the darkness that I used to cling to
It presses harsh hope against time...
-Jennifer Knapp, Song "Martyrs and Thieves", Kansas CD

Can anyone out there relate??? This is me...point blank. Pondering God's grace and my own wretchedness is a very sobering endeavor.

Ever felt like a soldier with limbs missing on the beachhead trying to fight and having no more bullets, no gun, no armor, no way to save yourself? Then feeling the Holy Spirit pick you up, put you on His shoulder, turn His back to the enemy so their bullets hit Him while he carries back to safety so you can be restored and sent back into battle? This is the Christian life...the way of the Barbarian...welcome to the battle...engage!

You can find this song on Youtube. It's amazingly accurate...