Stories of Healing April 21, 2008

Well, it has begun!

Tonight we had a preview service for the Water’s Edge and it was awesome!  Thanks to all the people who have done so much to make this thing take flight.  What a beautiful thing to see a vision come to life!  It’s just phenomenal, and we’re only getting started!  I can’t wait to see what God is going to do next!

Tonight (and May 4th) we had an awesome conversation about Jesus the healer.  In the process we invited you to share your stories of healing.  So to do that, just comment on this entry and we’ll use the listing of comments to share the stories with everyone. 

Thanks for sharing!

Peace <>< Tina.

 

This I know. April 3, 2008

Tonight I was honored to have an awesome conversation about faith and belief, about heart and mind, about choice and assurance.  I hope to  have more of these deep-thought laden discussions, but for now, it got me thinking about what I believe.  (The following is a journal entry from October 2007.)

So here you go…

I believe in the fullness of summer; the romance of fall; the quiet of winter; and the newness of spring.

I believe in the healing of rain; the joy in laughter; the mystery of faith.

I believe there is a creator in my creation; a purpose for my living; a wonder worth embracing; a calling to follow.

I believe in hugging, smiling, grieving & listening.

I believe that peace comes with patience; that miracles are all around us; that everyone is beautiful; and that everyone longs to know so.

I believe in quiet moments – God is there.

I believe in large groups – God is there.

I believe in honest exposure – God is there.

I believe no matter what – God is there.

I believe that as good as it gets here and now, we are seeing but a dim reflection of our true home.  I believe that’s why we always long for more.

I believe because my bones seem to agree; because there is peace in it; because I am an optomist; because it adds up; because in belief I am made more complete, more beautiful, more real.

Without belief I am full of anxiety; scared of messing up; unsure of myself; depressed and desensitized; hopeless and hungry; tired and torn.

With belief I am more than myself; I am a tool in the hands of a master craftsman; I am a part of a larger story, and that story is magnificent.

So my voice rises higher…

I belive because You are truth – the truth is that You set me free.  In freedom I find hope and purpose.  That is the song of the redeemed.

I believe because You are love – the only love that conquered death.  In death I find a ressurection that is the hope of every breath.

I believe because You are light – the brilliant light of brand new days.  Days of promise full of mystery and even then my soul will say…

I believe because.

I belive in spite of.

I believe within me there is reason to believe – You are.