Being a homeowner is a blessing… and sometimes not so much a blessing, more like a blessed chore. There’s maintenance to be done and cleaning to do, but the alternative of not having your own home is having limited to privileges in one owned by another. And so it is with the soul of man. When my eyes slowly sprung open this morning, it was another day I woke up as tired as I went to sleep. My burning the candle at both ends life style catches up eventually and I my mind crashes for a few days. The life of a Jesus Chick is busy… and not always productive for the cause of Christ. However… on my hiatus from the blog… I did manage to get a new song written down… Yay Jesus!
So when my friend Dewey Moede from New Mexico misses my blog for a few days he calls to check on me or drop me a line to make sure all is well in my life, it encourages me so much! He is such a faithful friend and servant of God, but he knows the importance of taking care of the house…He owns one too.
Being a child of God is much like being a home owner.
There’s maintenance… that’s when you get out the Bible (your tool box for life) and you tighten up some of the things that might have gotten a little loose, like your relationship with God, or your view on worldly things.
There’s cleaning to be done… As a dear old preacher friend of mine once said in his West Virginia colloquialism, “The Bible is a spiritual ‘warsh’ cloth, it’ll clean you up inside and out!”
We have to take care of the temple of God for which He’s given us to dwell in.
What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own?
Today, is house cleanin’ day Church!!!! I’m super excited to get to see my friends in faith, be encouraged by the Word of God and tighten up a few loose bolts in my life that need attention.
I hope today find you encouraged in the house of the Lord.
Oh… and that song. Well the lyrics are below. The thought came from the Facebook post of another preacher friend and encourager, Dennis Legg. God is so good to send people into your life when you need them, but you have to position yourself in the right spot… that’d be church….
Taking Care of the House
Being a homeowner is a blessing… and sometimes not so much a blessing, more like a blessed chore. There’s maintenance to be done and cleaning to do, but the alternative of not having your own home is having limited to privileges in one owned by another. And so it is with the soul of man. When my eyes slowly sprung open this morning, it was another day I woke up as tired as I went to sleep. My burning the candle at both ends life style catches up eventually and I my mind crashes for a few days. The life of a Jesus Chick is busy… and not always productive for the cause of Christ. However… on my hiatus from the blog… I did manage to get a new song written down… Yay Jesus!
So when my friend Dewey Moede from New Mexico misses my blog for a few days he calls to check on me or drop me a line to make sure all is well in my life, it encourages me so much! He is such a faithful friend and servant of God, but he knows the importance of taking care of the house…He owns one too.
Being a child of God is much like being a home owner.
There’s maintenance… that’s when you get out the Bible (your tool box for life) and you tighten up some of the things that might have gotten a little loose, like your relationship with God, or your view on worldly things.
There’s cleaning to be done… As a dear old preacher friend of mine once said in his West Virginia colloquialism, “The Bible is a spiritual ‘warsh’ cloth, it’ll clean you up inside and out!”
We have to take care of the temple of God for which He’s given us to dwell in.
What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own?
Today, is house cleanin’ day Church!!!! I’m super excited to get to see my friends in faith, be encouraged by the Word of God and tighten up a few loose bolts in my life that need attention.
I hope today find you encouraged in the house of the Lord.
Oh… and that song. Well the lyrics are below. The thought came from the Facebook post of another preacher friend and encourager, Dennis Legg. God is so good to send people into your life when you need them, but you have to position yourself in the right spot… that’d be church….
The Carpenter
Words and Music by Shari Johnson ©
Vs. 1
In an old wood shop on the edge of town, A second generation business handed down
His fingers slid down the board made smooth by hand
Day after day he’d labored alone, With his Daddy’s tools, tired to the bone
Piece by piece he put together the Master’s plan.
He’d saw a little bit, then he’d whittle a while, He’d carve a piece and then he’d stand and smile
As he watched his plan begin to unfold.
Day after day he labored alone, with his Daddy’s tools, tired to the bone
But he knew this piece had a story yet to be told.
Chorus:
It was just an old piece of wood
They said it wasn’t any good
But His vision was far beyond their years
They couldn’t see His plan
He held in tight in His hand
That He’d finish with blood, sweat and tears.
Vs. 2
The piece He had found was rough from the start, But He knew with work He could fill it with heart
And give purpose to what the world had thrown away
Day after day he’d labored alone, With his Daddy’s tools, tired to the bone
Until His plan came together that day
He’d saw a little bit, then he’d whittle a while, He’d carve a piece and then he’d stand and smile
As he watched his plan unfold.
Day after day he labored alone, with his Daddy’s tools, tired to the bone
But he knew this piece had a story yet to be told.
Chorus:
It was just an old piece of wood
They said it wasn’t any good
But His vision was far beyond their years
They couldn’t see His plan
He held in tight in His hand
That He’d finish with blood, sweat and tears.
His final touch was two timbers, three nails, And His plan came together without fail
They displayed it on a Hill called Calvary
It didn’t look like much as the world walked by
But what they didn’t see was the heart inside
That He’d carved in that cross for you and me.
Chorus:
It was just an old piece of wood
They said it wasn’t any good
But His vision was far beyond their years
They couldn’t see His plan
He held in tight in His hand
That He’d finish with blood, sweat and tears.
