Recently, to honor the passing of one of our favorite actors, my family viewed the incredible movie Dead Poet’s Society. In one iconic scene, Robin Williams, as the eccentric Professor Keating, tells his students that he steps up on his desk to “remind myself that we must constantly look at things in a different way.”
The power of blessing and cursing really is in the tongue. It’s not only the rudder for our individual lives, it’s the rudder that guides the course of the whole world. It’s effects even reach into the spiritual world, into the eternal world. “Speak it!”
Over the past decade of daily prayer, I’ve often wondered that God has never sounded the alarm in my heart instructing us to stockpile, build a stronghold or otherwise prepare for tribulation. This morning, He spoke of the coming shaking but it was in an entirely different tone.
For some time now I’ve been praying about and grappling with the deeper meaning behind Jesus’ miracles. Of course there’s the obvious: Jesus heals. But I just knew there was a deeper application to His miracles since that’s the way God works. Nothing is ever wasted.
I admit, it’s a blow to faith when God moves in a powerful way yet the ones for whom you prayed still deal with hellish circumstances.
The three hymns that rolled through my mind during morning prayer:
- Take My Life & Let It Be
- Have Thine Own Way, Lord
- I Surrender All
Hmmm. Detecting a pattern here.
To our modern ears, the concept of servant or submission sounds horrible. The thought of subjecting our will to God’s will sounds reprehensible, especially since most authority on display around us is self-seeking, power hungry or just flat-out evil. But the biblical concept of “losing our lives for Christ’s sake”…
God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plans His footsteps in the sea, and rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines of never failing skill, He treasures up His bright designs and works His sovereign will. ~Hymn and Lyrics by William Cowper William Cowper, author…
When I woke this morning about 1 ½ hours past when I had planned to, the first thought from God as I glared at the clock was, “Who is your God?”
Boom! As usual, He cuts right to the heart of the issue.