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4891567614_ba3aa15a2c_oA year ago someone came up to me and shared with me that they felt the Lord loved it when I sing to Him.

This wasn’t terribly surprising because one of the ways I consistently have met the Lord in my past is through song. I’m not a terribly good singer. I can’t plan an instrument. I just meet the Lord when I sing from my heart.

So as this year came to a close, it was with a little bit of regret that I realized I hadn’t done more singing to Jesus in my time alone with Him.  I even started joking with the kids about how I was going to pick up playing a ukulele. Did I mention I didn’t own a ukulele?

So it was funny to me at Christmas that my wife “just so happened” to get me a ukulele for Christmas. Maybe it’s time I start singing again.

I think one of the things if we move out of showy Christianity into any of the more missional and house church elements of our faith is a temptation to believe that our songs are a show meant to draw others to a meeting. Really our songs are meant to draw us to God.

Don’t be drunk with wine, because that will ruin your life. Instead, be filled with the Holy Spirit, singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs among yourselves, and making music to the Lord in your hearts.

-Ephesians 5:18-19

There is a place where we are so filled with the Spirit that we overcome our inhibitions about how we look and what people think of us and we sing. It is to the Lord (not to men) and it happens in the arena of our hearts.

This next year, I want to find that place again. I hope you’ll join me.

Related:

Sing for Your Life

Dad Enough to Sing

Photo Credit: Sing for Hope by Caterina Guidoni

And Now For Something Completely Different

12311068_10153112071987085_8312088947546396652_nThis blog has gone through its fair stages of evolution. It’s currently in the midst of another one (see my post about daily blogging here).

One of those stages that I went through early on was a wrestling match over whether this blog should be about me and my life or about various thoughts/teachings/messages I felt like were important to share. I would spend whole posts agonizing about whether this blog should be about me or the ministry I felt like I was called to.

These days, with the advent of Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Snapwhatever, that sturggle has been so much easier. This blog has largely taken on the role of me teaching about where the Lord has brought us or processing something He’s been speaking.

In an effort to let you know that Travis isn’t all work and there is some fun and games that go on from time to time, I thought I’d give you a glimpse into something our family did for the Christmas season last year and invite you to join us as we try it again this year.

About this time last year, on a whim, I grabbed a Transformer that was laying on the floor and sat it on a shelf. Then, because it was sitting looking kind of depressed, I snapped a photo of it and told the kids it was “Transformer on the Shelf.”  It was kind of a riff on “Elf on the Shelf,” a goofy tradition I always thought was a little creepy. I posted the picture to Facebook as well. It took off in ways I don’t think my wife or I could have expected and the kids had a ton of fun. You can see last year’s photo archive here.

So we’re trying it again this year, but instead of Transformer on the Shelf, we’re doing “Turtles on the Shelf.” If you’re curious, you can follow along every morning here.

(P.S. This blog won’t be consumed by Turtles on the Shelf for all of December. I just thought you might want to know that following Jesus can be fun sometimes, too.)

Speaking of Church…

A Church BuildingA church is not a well built structure where people worship Jesus.
You cannot go to a church.
You may have been thinking about a church building.

A church is not a program of events where spiritual things happen.
You cannot attend a church.
You may have been thinking about a church meeting.

A church is a group of people with names and faces.
You can know a church and be part of one.
A church is not a what, it’s a who.

We should be careful to not call things churches that are not churches.
It assigns a false significance to things that aren’t that important.
Unless the thing you’re describing is a people that Jesus bled and died to redeem, you’re probably not talking about a church.

Photo Credit: Church by Vik Nanda

Once Upon A Time…

There once was a good King who ruled a kingdom with love and justice.  Even though this King was beyond equal, he was not understood by many of his subjects.  In time a rebellion was launched throughout much of the kingdom and those subjects who were ruled well by the King began to resist his laws and laugh at his decrees.  Conflict began to erupt as those who threw off the King’s rule clashed with those still subject to His reign.

Now the King had one son, as just and good as his father. He was the apple of his father’s eye and more than anyone else represented the good that could come from being subject to the King.  The son loved the Kingdom as much as the King and it caused them both great pain to see the rebellion sweep through the Kingdom.  The King’s son asked for permission to lead the Kingdom’s army in restoring order to the Kingdom and the King. Seeing the love that his son had for the Kingdom, the King sent the son to the furthest reaches of the Kingdom to restore the reign of love and justice.

For a long season the King’s son fought on behalf of the Kingdom.  He did not just battle the forces of the rebellion.  He helped them.  He was determined to demonstrate to the rebellion that the King’s reign was not just rules, but a good way of life that benefited all.  His army would restore buildings destroyed by the battle, even while the rebellion looked on and mocked the King’s authority.  He would personally take in the orphans of battle, especially if the orphans’ parents were part of the rebellion.

One day, the son came across a faction of rebels that was like most they had encountered.  One rebel in particular thought he would prove a point and he shot the king’s son with an arrow through the arm.  This incited others from the rebellion to fire at the king’s son, something no one had ever dared to do previously.  And that day, the King’s son died, watching the people that he loved rejoice over the victory they had achieved in killing him.

The news reached the King back at his palace and those of the army that escaped reported to the king the names of the villagers that were involved.  The King rose from his throne, rallied an army and fought through the rebellion until he found the very group of men who had killed His son.  He captured those men, brought them back to His kingdom and showed them his kindness.  He treated them with the same love that he treated his only son that they had killed.  He treated with special kindness the one who shot the first arrow.  It was his intention to love this man more than the rest, because he knew that the deepest rebellion was in him.

In time, the prisoners of the King learned of his goodness and justice.  The man who had killed the King’s son especially became convinced of the King’s love for his people.  Though he had cost the King the most, he experienced the King’s acceptance and favor unlike any other in the kingdom.   He who was the King’s sworn enemy became his friend and they shared a special bond because of the love the King had for not only this prisoner, but also the son he lost.  And that prisoner, who fought the King, rebelled against his ways, and tormented his son was named Travis.  And he spent the rest of his life gratefully accepting something he could never have earned.

Photo Credit: Sant Pere de Rodes by Rienante El Pintor de Fuego

Jesus

I’ve encountered a God who is also a man

He radiates with life and energy

No one in history can compare with Him

He stands out among the masses.

I’ve encountered a God who is also a man

He leads a Kingdom with virtue and wisdom

Inspired justice flows from his reign

He is an unending source of strength and purity.

I’ve encountered a God who is also a man

His eyes are fixed with burning zeal

Nothing escapes the eyes of this man

His gaze is full of tender love.

I’ve encountered a God who is also a man

His emotions are hearty and full

No other man feels as deeply as He

His words are both gentle and transforming.

Have you ever met a God who is also a man?

Who does whatever He pleases?

Unrestrained strength meets unrestrained mercy

Who loves with His unending zeal?

Have you ever met a God who is also a man?

Who’s the perfection of strength and strategy?

Honor and nobility mark what He does,

Who can transform us like Him?

Come meet this God who is also a man:

He is altogether wonderful, unto the end.

Knowing His heart is an unending treasure

This is my love, my one true friend.

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