Church

Most of us are "raised", if raised at all, in a specific type of church. Whether it be your denomination or just the way things are done, we are probably comfortable with one style or type.

I feel throughtout the years I have become exposed to numerous types of church rather that be through Lee.... through new friends made.... through visiting other countries... or just going on my own church visits to explore.

Although I might "prefer" a certain way, I LOVE that no matter what Christian church you might be in, the Holy Spirit is always there. I love that I can walk in First Baptist and find God's word, or go a mile down the road and be blessed at North Cleveland, or go to a methodist church... or a Catholic church... or a new church plant.... or wherever it may be and find and experience His power. It's when we become cynical and a little self-absorbed that we might lose that.

I was blessed to be in Campus Choir under Dr. David Horton and he used to always tell us that NO matter what church you're in, if you are obedient and quiet, you will always hear something from the Lord-even if it's small.

I got a little old school tonight when I visited NC and listened to Jason Crabb. I loooove me some Gospel!!! And even though I love all the new, hip Hillsong, Passion stuff... I still find some of the "old" songs just as powerful as ever.

So here are some lyrics from a very popular Crabb Family song... he sang it tonight and there was actually a time where the CD player in my car played this song over and over and over for days on end. I hope-that if you know this song, you can bust out and sing it right there in front of your computer! It just might make your day...

Through The Fire

So many times I've questioned certain circumstances
Things I could not understand
Many times in trials, weakness blurs my vision
Then my frustration gets so out of hand
It's then I am reminded I've never been forsaken
I've never had to stand the test alone
As I look at all the victories the spirit rises up in me
And it's through the fire my weakness is made strong

He never promised that the cross would not get heavy
And the hill would not be hard to climb
He never offered our victories without fighting
But he said help would always come in time
Just remember when you're standing in the valley of decision
And the adversary says give in
Just hold on, our Lord will show up
And he will take you through the fire again

I know within myself that I would surely perish
But if I trust the hand of God, He'll shield the flames again