New England Aflame Part 4
Wow so I totally feel like Rip Van Winkle. Christmas is here and almost over. I'm sort of looking around wondering what just happened. With the crazy Christmas schedule(and those two words shouldn't go together), I have become detached from the spiritual aspect of it all. Between the shopping, the planing, the practice of christmas music, the recording of back tracks, the overtime at work for year end processing, I've spent no time reflecting or sitting with Jesus.
Perhaps a better person to identify with is Martha. See, I'm really a Mary of Bethany at heart, and to be honest, my soul languishes when I don't have time to sit and just be with Him.
The other night after Thursday music practice a few of us stayed and had some free/spontaneous worship time. IT WAS SOOOOOOO GOOD!! It felt so good and right. I get to do this every once in awhile and I was so blessed. I got to sing and prophesy over the space and place and really felt like I accomplished something in the spirit. It's not always like that, but this time I was very purposeful partially by accident and partially intentional. I was really stuck on Misty's phrase of "people get ready, Jesus is coming..." It was a joyful coming. He going to make Himself known more and in new ways and I'm just so excited about that.
Anyway, I didn't mean to get on this, but I guess it does kinda relate to what I did want to mention. It's the last part of the NEA conference.
Kevin Moffatt is well known for his prophetic art. While worship is going on, he will often create and release an art piece related to what is being revealed and released in worship.
As he was working on a piece at the conference, he was asked what the name of the piece was and if it was done. He said he thought it was done but that there was a small chance that it wasn't. He also said something like it wasn't what he set out to create but even if he made a mistake no one but him would know anyway. I don't remember the name of the piece, but that was irrelevant. It was what he said after that. He said the following:
"With my art, I am warring for the eye gate. I am warring for what God wants you to see. There is a sound and a color and I am willing to make a mistake in order for you to see and hear it."
As a musician, that really spoke to me. As I had a chance to settle down tonight and reflect on my lack of holiday revelation, Kevin's words came to me. It's also been our message series "Christmas Illusions" focusing on joy and what that means and the illusion of joy of lack of it and what joy really is.
The post is kinda skittery, as my thoughts are, but that's how it is tonight. It just seems to me that the Lord has been zeroing in on gettig us to see what is real and what isn't. The seen, tangible, physical things aren't reality. The couch I'm sitting on, this computer, my job, the money I have(or don't have) in the bank-that's the illusion. We've been made to think there's something real, something necessary. The only real thing at this moment for me, is the music I'm listening to that's opened the gateway from heaven to my living room and is allowing God's presence to fill the 970 square feet of the planet that I'm currently borrowing.
Stop and think about the real and the unreal. The known from the unknown, reality from illusion.
Perhaps a better person to identify with is Martha. See, I'm really a Mary of Bethany at heart, and to be honest, my soul languishes when I don't have time to sit and just be with Him.
The other night after Thursday music practice a few of us stayed and had some free/spontaneous worship time. IT WAS SOOOOOOO GOOD!! It felt so good and right. I get to do this every once in awhile and I was so blessed. I got to sing and prophesy over the space and place and really felt like I accomplished something in the spirit. It's not always like that, but this time I was very purposeful partially by accident and partially intentional. I was really stuck on Misty's phrase of "people get ready, Jesus is coming..." It was a joyful coming. He going to make Himself known more and in new ways and I'm just so excited about that.
Anyway, I didn't mean to get on this, but I guess it does kinda relate to what I did want to mention. It's the last part of the NEA conference.
Kevin Moffatt is well known for his prophetic art. While worship is going on, he will often create and release an art piece related to what is being revealed and released in worship.
As he was working on a piece at the conference, he was asked what the name of the piece was and if it was done. He said he thought it was done but that there was a small chance that it wasn't. He also said something like it wasn't what he set out to create but even if he made a mistake no one but him would know anyway. I don't remember the name of the piece, but that was irrelevant. It was what he said after that. He said the following:
"With my art, I am warring for the eye gate. I am warring for what God wants you to see. There is a sound and a color and I am willing to make a mistake in order for you to see and hear it."
As a musician, that really spoke to me. As I had a chance to settle down tonight and reflect on my lack of holiday revelation, Kevin's words came to me. It's also been our message series "Christmas Illusions" focusing on joy and what that means and the illusion of joy of lack of it and what joy really is.
The post is kinda skittery, as my thoughts are, but that's how it is tonight. It just seems to me that the Lord has been zeroing in on gettig us to see what is real and what isn't. The seen, tangible, physical things aren't reality. The couch I'm sitting on, this computer, my job, the money I have(or don't have) in the bank-that's the illusion. We've been made to think there's something real, something necessary. The only real thing at this moment for me, is the music I'm listening to that's opened the gateway from heaven to my living room and is allowing God's presence to fill the 970 square feet of the planet that I'm currently borrowing.
Stop and think about the real and the unreal. The known from the unknown, reality from illusion.

