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where to start? April 4, 2008

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hey guys, it’s michelle - you know, the one living as your neighbor to the south. drew asked me if i would start writing on here and i love the idea of this site - hope i can encourage and add to this positively…

where do i even start? God has been teaching me so much throughout these past 7 months it would be impossible to recount them all if you haven’t been following along on my www.xanga.com/psychoshell

Currently I am living with a wonderful Mexican Christian family and their 4 children and I working with Compassion International in a very poor area outside of Mexico City. I am bucket bathing because they are repairing the bathroom in the house, I am learning to cook Mexican food, loving Spanish, learning submission to my directors, and trusting God that He will protect my honor and that my life will testify more than my words. In KVill we say that patience is “waiting without complaining when things get hard” and God is definitely giving me an opportunity to live that out… whether that’s good or bad, I’m still not sure. I had the opportunity to travel all around Guatemala during spring break and meet so many of God’s children and see what He is doing in a new country.

Currently however, I would say that I am learning a lot about the gift of prophecy - unfortunately not really through experience, but through reading. As much as I love the Village I wonder what it would look like if we would have the opportunity to allow the gift of prophecy to flourish - what would that look like? It’s amazing to me how little we really know about this gift and for some reason God hasn’t let me let go of my curiosity of it — and before I had never understood the “desire the greater gifts, esp the gift or prophecy” verse but I can definitely say that now I have this crazy desire for it.

(from my journal, 3/20/08)
Your voice
flattens mountains
rulers tremble before You
but right now I beg to be so near
as to hear Your voice
Say what You will
“peace be still”
or that You know my name
You can whisper in the dark
or open the clouds
but please speak
I will wait
straining with ears open
listening for a voice I’ve never heard
a voice I’ll know right away
If You want it to be a secret
I won’t tell a soul or
I’ll run from village to village shouting
In the silence of the night
or in the clamor of a busy day
let me hear Your voice
Speak, I beg You, speak to me
Is one word too much to ask
from a voice that flattens mountains? -me

Wayne Grudem (author of Systematic Theology) says that prophecy is different now than in the OT but it can be defined as “something that God reveals or suddenly brings to mind” meant to be encouraging and edifying the church. Ever had a moment when you need to pray for someone and then later you find out they were in a lot of trouble at that moment? Prophecy. Ever felt the need to share a Scripture with or call someone randomly, to find out that that’s EXACTLY what they needed? Prophecy. It can also look like visions or specific words for a certain person, even though the one speaking doesn’t understand what it’s about… I have always thought that I had the spiritual gift of encrouagement but now I want more - I want to be so in tune with God and His Spirit that I can speak words to His children, to be an instrument of encouragement that comes directly from Him and in no way comes from me - just take me out of the picture completely.

 

though the earth give way April 3, 2008

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Selah: Hebrew, most likely meaning “stop and listen”

Psalm 46

God is our refuge and strength,
an ever-present help in trouble.

Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way
and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,

though its waters roar and foam
and the mountains quake with their surging.

Selah

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,
the holy place where the Most High dwells.

God is within her, she will not fall;
God will help her at break of day.

Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall;
he lifts his voice, the earth melts.

The Lord Almighty is with us;
the God of Jacob is our fortress.
Selah

Come and see the works of the Lord,
the desolations he has brought on the earth.

He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth;
he breaks the bow and shatters the spear,
he burns the shields with fire.

“Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.”

The Lord Almighty is with us;
the God of Jacob is our fortress.
Selah

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Lord, even amongst the discord, help us be still

 

too many to declare March 27, 2008

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i waited patiently for the LORD;
He turned to me and heard my cry.

He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
out of the mud and mire;
He set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand.

He put a new song in my mouth,
a hymn of praise to our God.
many will see and fear
and put their trust in the LORD.

blessed is the man
who makes the LORD his trust,
who does not look to the proud,
to those who turn aside to false gods.

many, O LORD my God,
are the wonders You have done.
the things You planned for us
no one can recount to You;
were I to speak and tell of them,
they would be too many to declare.

sacrifice and offering You did not desire,
but my ears You have pierced,
burnt offerings and sin offerings
You did not require.

then i said, “here i am, i have come—
it is written about me in the scroll.

i desire to do Your will, O my God;
Your law is within my heart.”

i proclaim righteousness in the great assembly;
i do not seal my lips,
as you know, O LORD.

i do not hide Your righteousness in my heart;
i speak of Your faithfulness and salvation.
i do not conceal Your love and Your truth
from the great assembly.

do not withhold Your mercy from me, O LORD;
may Your love and Your truth always protect me.

for troubles without number surround me;
my sins have overtaken me, and i cannot see.
they are more than the hairs of my head,
and my heart fails within me.

be pleased, O LORD, to save me;
O LORD, come quickly to help me.

may all who seek to take my life
be put to shame and confusion;
may all who desire my ruin
be turned back in disgrace.

may those who say to me, “Aha! Aha!”
be appalled at their own shame.

but may all who seek You
rejoice and be glad in You;
may those who love Your salvation always say,
“The LORD be exalted!”

yet i am poor and needy;
may the Lord think of me.
You are my help and my deliverer;
o my God, do not delay.

Psalm 40

 

the tide December 30, 2007

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the tide ebbs and flows

oceans roar

seas of calm

tossed to and fro

gliding gently

going under

rising swiftly

lost at sea

safely ashore

suffocating

breathing deeply

awaiting death

enjoying life

take me under

lead me home

 

the battle wages December 14, 2007

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the dance begins
and dreams ensue

He loved
you received

He asked
you obeyed

He sustained
through want and plenty

but a new day beckoned
He led, you followed

you crossed his path
he crossed your path

he asked
you answered

he spoke, you listened
you spoke, he listened

He initiated, you reciprocated
He wooed, you drew near

you giggled, he laughed
he enjoyed, you delighted

he impassioned, you embodied
you shone, he radiated

He whispered, you listened
He led, you followed

you waited, he planed
you anticipated, he executed

pointing and reflecting
you reminded, he edified

he battled, you dreamed
you encouraged, he pursued

he asked, you trusted
you followed, he led

though each skirmish
step by step
dancing and dreaming

 

walk with me November 10, 2006

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for a moment of clarity
a brief refrain of beauty
silent awe-struck wonder

being held in your embrace
consoled by your grace

your glimpses of the indescribable
overwhelmed by your majesty

if you could just walk with me
just see what i’ve seen

tears of joy beyond expression
love beyond comprehension

heartbreaking emotion
joyful sorrow

turned upside down
inside out

dying to live and living to die
loving for loves sake

satisfying purpose
a fulfilling hope

seeking His glorious face and inviting you to walk with me

However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me—the task of testifying to the gospel of God’s grace.
Acts 20:24 (NIV)

 

exuberance September 8, 2006

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what is a rose least it not blossom
what of glorious aroma least it not be smelled
what if sweet chocolate was never tasted

but a breath

what is a sunset least it not to behold
what of quenching water were it not for thirst
what if an embrace was never felt

only a breath

what is a word least it not have meaning
what of harmonious melody were it never heard
what if a glimpse was forgotten

breath: temporary, passing, brief

His call is to life
but it requires death

His call is to life
but it costs everything

painful, difficult, narrow

of JOY INDESCRIBABLE!

 

Grandma July 21, 2006

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If words could only describe…
times of laughter, times of tears
times of joy, times of sorrow

If words could only describe…
ties that bind
space that separates

If words could only describe…
times together
times apart

I guess we’ll have to settle for I Love you.

 

clarity July 4, 2006

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can you see??
can you see me?
can you see what I see?

I see what could be; beauty
I see what HE longs for; truth
I see a glimpse of His image, of His touch, of His presence

of Grace
of Mercy
of LOVE

I see JOY that overflows, I see PEACE that sustains, I see LIFE

LOVE that overwhelms, that transforms, that radiates

maybe if you could FATHOM the incredible story that lays before you

maybe if you could ENDURE the trials and tribulations for what will be brief moments

maybe if you could see, could see for just a moment, what HE sees

then you’d see me
the one He created, the one He loves, the one He sustains

but seen or unseen, i am His

 

ode to passion June 27, 2006

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look in the mirror
LOOK!

do I see what HE sees?
do I REALLY see what HE sees in ME?

how could I ever truly understand?
He says His love, His love is everything

He says to lose myself, to forget, to die
He says my life is His, I belong to Him

STOP doubting, STOP holdingback, STOP!!

I’m right here, WILL YOU FOLLOW ME?

will you LISTEN? LISTEN to my voice.

LOVE as I loved, LIVE as I lived, DIE as I died.