Church

When you least expect it.

That’s when life explodes.  Not in phosphorous translucence, nor in splatters and shards of silica.  Instead, the bubbling just emerges, in lava-like plumes to envelope you.

Months of plodding finally come to a conclusion.  The alternatives?  Either you stop from exhaustion or you complete the task that has been niggling at you for eons.

The triumph is in the completion and not the exhaustion.

Today, I finally got phase one of a computer changeover completed.  This has been in the works since the leaves fell last year.  A faster and more portable computer will grace the desk of our secretary.  Tomorrow the hope is to work with another computer or two and get them ready to act as ministry facilitators and library catalogues.

So, to bed tonight with USB and CAT5 cables awaiting transport to the office. 

I can hardly wait to see what emerges tomorrow!

Once a day.  That has been my usual practice with blogging.  Some days I put in two or three entries.

This weekend seemed to rush by.  We headed early on Saturday to Saskatoon.  I wanted to examine some curriculum for small groups and Sunday School.  While there, we did some other shopping.  Arriving home, after visiting in Rosetown, we rested.  Sunday started early as well, with a rest time in the afternoon and an evening farewell from 6:00 – 10:00.

In the midst of all this, the computer did not get fired up for more than a few minutes on the internet.  That’s unusual, but I wouldn’t say cruel!  A break is often as good as a rest.  And a day of sabbatical rest (or even two in a row) is not bad!

But . . . it is a struggle for me not to wander into cyberspace.  The crowds of information beckon.  The swirl on conversation is enticing.  So, I’m back and it’s now Monday!

A number of years ago I met Steve Elliott.  He has since gone on to take a Doctorate in Ministry and is teaching in a Bible College.  I ran across this article by him recently titled "By the power of signs and miracles".   The article is actually a summary of his doctoral project — but highly readable!!

I love quotes out of context!  Hopefully this is not too far off — taken from Steve’s article:

•  For most of my adult life I had been taught that lifestyle evangelism was THE biblical and most effective means of sharing the faith, yet biblically it was obvious that lifestyle evangelism accounts for only the tiniest percentage of the conversion stories in the Bible.

And how about this?

•  While all forms of evangelism are to be applauded and utilized, not all forms of evangelism are equally effective. The church’s present methodologies are reaping meager results. Lifestyle evangelism, while a good form of evangelism, is simply not the most effective means of evangelism.

And finally —

•  I theorize the persuasive influence of miracles is needed to effectively reach large numbers of Canadians for Christ.

This summer has had a number of occurrences.  I believe that all things work together for good to those who love God, but some days are just "draining in the happening."

We judge — place value on — each of our life events.  Some are tough and drain the life from us.  Others seem to enrich us with life.  Hopelessness comes when we judge — value — an event as unconquerable.  Rejoicing comes when we approach events with gratitude.

I say gratitude because I’m slowly realizing that even the best positive attitude is a mere small beginning in the light of just turning things over to God.  And when God’s got it, then I just need to sit back and be thankful.  OK, maybe sit back is a bit of a misnomer.  I find when God’s got it, then he’s got lot’s of other things in place for me to do.

So, this summer as I hit upon various occurrences, my initial attitude was not always thanksgiving.  Stands of conscience, watching parents age, experiencing recurrences of negative attitudes in others, wondering if renovations will ever get done . . . and I suppose each day brings a new occurrence.

Then there are days.  Days when the "Second Wind", the wind of God — the Holy Spirit, somehow touches down.  Days where I remember whose I am, and His conquering power. 

I need more of those.