I love when God exceeds our expectations. Last night, as I was leading worship at SLAM student ministries, the power of God engulfed the atmosphere. It was so thick that not one student was able to disregard His holy presence. Every student was on their face, crying out to God. I believe with all of my heart that He heard every prayer and took this entire group to a deeper level. Worship abounded. Hearts consecrated. Lives changed.
The clock ticks. Then it tocks. The bell tolls. The horn blows. What would a day be without these sounds? I suppose it would be a day with no reminder that time is constantly forging ahead like a dozer on a mission. I imagine it would be a day with only the rising and setting sun to govern it. Sometimes, I think I would like a day without the annoying alarms that tell me to get up, go to class, go to work, go to a meeting, go, go, go. I would like a day stretched from sunup to sundown like a blank canvas on which to paint. The sounds of time interfere with such an idea. In reality, the feeling of accomplishment coupled with the road to success are marked with time.
There will be a day, however, when time shall be no more. Eternity will step in. The last horn will blow. What I do with time will matter.
The year was 1906, and for the first time in history, a song was aired via radio. The song’s message is one that has remained constant over time and can be enjoyed all year. It’s not just another Christmas song. It is a song about our Savior’s birth and freedom for the slave. ”O Holy Night” by Hayley Masters brings this celebration message to you with a vibrant musical arrangement that her producer describes as epic. Her passionate vocals leave you wanting to listen to this song over and over. You will definitely want to add this one to your collection. Download your copy today!
Have you ever not been able to find your shoes? That’s what happened to me last Sunday night. It was down to crunch time. I was completely ready except for my shoes. I could not find them. Of course, one of the reasons was probably because my closet was…well, let’s just say it was not very orderly. The clock was ticking, and I knew that at this point, I would be late for practice. I knew the shoes were in my closet. I just could not find them. Finally my dad came to the rescue and helped me. And, voila!
Unfortunately, sometimes our life becomes disorderly. So many things pile on top of other things that it becomes difficult to find the one thing that will get us from point A to point B. Priorities are shuffled. The answer for a situation is in so close; it’s just buried. Underneath the cares of life, the hectic schedules, the obligations and commitments, is the Word of God. It is there, unchanged, unfailing…yet to find its comfort and our completion, we have to plow through the mound. Sometimes we miss the beauty of God’s timing because of our own clock of events.
Lord, help me to keep my life in the right order. May I keep my relationship with YOU in its rightful place. I do not want to miss YOUR timing.