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July 25, 2005 — I've read lots lately. Much I've read includes Scripture references from The Message. I've decided I'm not nuts about The Message. I know many are, but it's not my cup of tea. Not that it's a bad read, I just think it's a mistake to call it the Bible, because it's not the Bible. It's a commentary that's set up to look like a Bible. In this regard, it goes even farther that The Living Bible, which was the object of much scorn and derision among conservatives in the Seventies. But at least TLB made an attempt to simply put the Bible into plain contemporary English by paraphrasing. The Message goes beyond even paraphrasing, into the arena of opinion, which is why I refuse to call it a Bible. It's a commentary, an opinion piece based on what the author thinks is the "read-between-the-lines" of what Holy Scripture really "means." Therefore, it should be shelved with the rest of the commentaries that have been written across the centuries and read as such. Opinions will differ as to whether it's a good commentary or not.

Now that I've got that off my chest
, it's a hard time right now. It seems increasingly apparent that worship leadership is not in my future. I've left it up to God and gotten nothing back. It's been a year and a half now. The art stuff is going pretty well... I'll record some more music when the kids go back to school and the house is again quiet during the day. I've got another Christmas album ready to record, maybe another folk album, maybe another worship album, or maybe some things can be combined together. The bluegrass band is going well... we've got some nice gigs coming up in the next couple of months.

In the meantime, I haven't been an instrument of God's Presence to my family. At times I haven't been an instrument of any kind of presence at all because I haven't been present. Bodily I'm here, but too much of the time my mind is tuned out to the TV.

100 degrees outside with no sign of rain.


O God — Help me worship You in all situations. Amen



July 27, 2005 — I think I'm starting slowly to discover the life of worship in my own life. It's been a slow, excrutiating process, mostly because I spent too many years not particularly worried about what my life looked like. As long as I worked my job and my family was reasonably stable, I didn't care whether God was real in my life or not. Or maybe I sort of cared — at least I cared enough to take time to complain and whine to God regularly about why He wasn't more real to me. But I didn't care enough to fully dedicate my daily existence to seeking His Face.

Now I'm closer to that place and God has been present in my life. Part of it is my reading — Laubach, Brother Andrew, Jan Johnson. Part of it has been had been regular meetings with small groups and individuals who are sharing my walk. Part of it has been a greater role in church worship, if not in a position of leadership (maybe particularly not in a position of leadership). And part of it is regular entries into this journal. This space has given me the opportunity to take a closer look at where I've been and where I am right now. Whether or not somebody else ever reads this seems pretty irrelevant right now.

The problem now is one of consistency. A day on, a day off, a good week (last week), a bad week (this week). But I have hope that I'm done for good with the "good decade, bad decade" cycle I was in. I'd better be, because I don't have that many decades left.

The authors listed above, along with Richard Foster, talk about "dry times," times of rest, times in the desert, times of feeling forsaken. These times are usually talked about in a positive light. This is to assume that one's life-walk is no different than during the good times. But my problem is, I've walked away from God too many times to do whatever I wanted, sometimes for years at a time. So of course His Presence will seem to leave because I don't want Him around and am not looking for Him.

I referenced Matt Redman earlier, "It's all about You, all about You, Jesus." Then I said, it's also all about me. If I want to experience His Presence, I have to make the conscious decision to look for Him.

Still no rain, but it has cooled off. Maybe it'll rain sometime during the night.

O God — Help me worship You all the time. Amen

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