Deeper Still, For Real

13 September 2007 by

All righty – after much delay and way too much overthinking about how to best convey what we learned this past weekend in Nashville, I now give you my notes on all three sessions.

Sometimes the simplest solutions are the best.

Especially when you’re wrestling with a gigantor case of blogger’s block.

Not that I’d know anything about that, of course.

But you can find all my notes here.

And while there aren’t any comments open on the page that I set up (why? because I don’t know how to make WordPress do that), feel free to come back over to this post if you have questions or something to add.

Finally, I would just like to mention that my fingers are tingling.

But my high school typing teacher would be oh-so-proud.

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Deeper Still, Almost

13 September 2007 by

For three days I have been trying to write a post about the Deeper Still conference in my head. Granted, it is usually more effective to write something when you’re actually sitting in front of a computer, TYPING, which would have been a fabulous idea if, you know, THE WORDS WOULD COOPERATE WITH ME. But for whatever reason, it seems like I struggle the most with writing when my heart is overflowing with stuff that I want to share.

The irony, of course, is that if you placed a bucket of fried chicken in front of me right now, I could write a week’s worth of posts about it and still have a few more things to say about said bucket-o-chicken next week. I guess this is what happens when you grow up in the Deep South and eat Popeye’s almost every single day of your freshman year of college.

In fact, now that I think about it, if I had devoured God’s Word at the same rate I was devouring two-piece meals (all-white, spicy) with French fries, red beans and rice and Dr. Pepper, I would probably STILL be so filled to the brim with the Holy Spirit that writing this post would require little to no effort at all.

But instead I opted to fill myself to the brim with several different varieties of partially hydrogenated oils.

And the oils were for deep frying, not for anointing. Just to be clear.

Anyhoo. The conference. Yes.

At one point I decided to write this huge epistle about How I Was Feeling Emotionally And Spiritually when I arrived in Nashville last Friday afternoon. But after wrestling with all that information for the last couple of days, I decided that the reason why I couldn’t make it “work” is because my focus was all wrong.

In other words: it doesn’t matter how I was feeling. All that matters is what God was doing.

And OH, was He ever SHOWING OUT IN NASHVILLE.

So in the morning I’m going to type out summaries of each lady’s session. I am doing this because I trust that no one will try to copy those ideas, pass them off as his / her own and then create a national speaking tour called Even Yet More Deeply Still Than Before.

Because that would just be wrong.

I think it might even make God just a little bit angry.

Though certainly I cannot speak for Him.

See y’all in the AM, internets.

And thank you ever-so-much for your patience with the likes of me.

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Psalm 42

29 July 2007 by

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Because I Need To Remember

14 July 2007 by

I ran across this passage last night while thumbing through Daddy’s copy of My Utmost for His Highest. It resonated with me so deeply that I’ve re-read it a couple of times since.

“Jesus says regarding judging – Don’t. The average Christian is the most penetratingly critical individual. Criticism is a part of the ordinary faculty of man; but in the spiritual domain nothing is accomplished by criticism. The effect of criticism is a dividing up of the powers of the one criticized; the Holy Ghost is the only One in the true position to criticize, He alone is able to show what is wrong without hurting and wounding. It is impossible to enter into communion with God when you are in a critical temper; it makes you hard and vindictive and cruel, and leaves you with the flattering unction that you are a superior person. Jesus says, as a disciple cultivate the uncritical temper. It is not done once and for all. Beware of anything that puts you in the superior person’s place.

There is no getting away from the penetration of Jesus. If I see the mote in your eye, it means I have a beam in my own. Every wrong thing that I see in you, God locates in me. Every time I judge, I condemn myself (see Romans 2:17-20). Stop having a measuring rod for other people. There is always one fact more in every man’s case about which we know nothing. The first thing God does is to give us a spiritual spring-cleaning; there is no possibility of pride left in a man after that. I have never met the man I could despair of after discerning what lies in me apart from the grace of God.”

– Oswald Chambers

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A House Blessing

1 July 2007 by

I found such a sweet plaque at the thrift shop yesterday.

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It only cost twenty-six cents, but as soon as I saw it, I knew it was a treasure for our little family. It’s a poem written by Arthur Guiterman, and I absolutely love the words:

“God bless the corners of this house,
And be the lintel blest;
And bless the hearth and bless the board
And bless each place of rest;
And bless each door that opens wide
To stranger as to kin;
And bless each crystal window pane
That lets the starlight in;
And bless the rooftree overhead
And every sturdy wall;
The peace of man, the peace of God,
The peace of love on all.”

Blessings to you, sweet friends.

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To Which I Say: Amen

23 June 2007 by

“Finally Free” – from Recollection: The Best of Nichole Nordeman

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