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The Elephant Story

Wednesday, February 22nd, 2012

In a book by Bobb Biehl, he tells the story of a day he spent “working” in a circus.

A quick phone invitation from a friend and Bobb was on a plane heading for the circus.  Just for “fun,” and to “clear out the cobwebs,” Bobb and his friend moved props from ring to ring and got dirty and dusty and tired.

During a break Bobb struck up a conversation with a man who trained animals for movies.

“How is it that you can stake down a ten-ton elephant with the same sized stake that you use for this little fellow?” I asked.  The little fellow weighed three-hundred pounds.

“It’s easy when you know two things: elephants really do have great memories, but they aren’t very smart.  When they are babies, we stake them down.  They try to tug away from the stake maybe ten-thousand times before they realize that they can’t possibly get away.  At that point their ‘elephant memory’ takes over and they remember for the rest of their lives that they can’t get away from the stake.”

To paraphrase Bobb’s point – humans are sometimes like elephants.  When we are young, some unthinking, insensitive person says “You are not good at this,” or “You’re never going to be able to do that.”  Perhaps they decreed, “You weren’t cut out to accomplish [insert-your-dream-here],” or something worse.  And just like that – boom, a metal stake has been driven into our minds and our hearts.  And even though we grow up and possess many skills and talents and abilities and walk with the grace and favor of the Father in our lives, we are still held back by carelessly-driven or even accidentally-pounded-in stakes, mis-statements placed in our minds so long ago.

In light of this fairly-horrible revelation, we can pray.  We need to pray.

God, You have not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound, disciplined mind.  Let the same mind be in me that was in Christ Jesus.  Let my mind be steadfast, trusting in You alone for perfect peace.  2 Tim. 1.7; Phil. 2.5; Is. 26.3

Father, forgive the stakes of discouragement that I may have driven into anyone else’s heart and soul, as I forgive the ones that go unseen in mine, but are affecting my life.  Help me remember Your faithfulness, remember Your goodness and help me recall Your everlasting love towards me.  Don’t let my pierced heart and memory dictate the life I lead.  For even when my heart condemns me, God, You are greater than my heart.  Mt. 6.8-10; Ps. 86.15; Ps. 103.17; Ps. 116.12; 1 Jn. 3.19-21

Pentecostal Preacher’s Daughter

Monday, February 20th, 2012

I am a Pentecostal.  If I need to be labeled.

I believe in the blessing of the Holy Spirit bestowed in the Upper Room for all times when the promised Holy Spirit showed up on the Day of Pentecost (you can read about it in Acts 2).  Right there and then the power to be witnesses and the carriers and couriers of the {good news} became available in even greater measure than what we’d seen through Jesus.  Don’t believe it?  Read Acts 1 & 2, and John 14.11-13 and verses 15-20, which quotes Jesus Himself!

And I am a Pentecostal preacher’s daughter.  Which is a different beast altogether.

From learning to live, walk, act and behave through the checklist-lense of man’s interpretation of an outward-focused holiness, I am still being delivered.  People-pleasing, fear-of-man, and all the good-girl, preacher’s-daughter expectations set me up to be the worst of the worst Pharisees.  God was always looking at the heart.  Yet I was busy collecting perfect attendance pins and memorizng scripture for the sole purpose of getting gold stars on the wall chart.

I am still repenting of terrorizing Sunday School teachers with my know-it-all, superior, eye-rolling, entitlement, arrogant, childish behavior.  If only that was the worst of it all.  Sigh.  It isn’t.   If walking with Jesus was just a to-do list, I’d be set.  This heart-thing makes it all real, makes me vulnerable.  It puts me right in the mess with the rankest of sinners where I stand a chance at being rescued.

I am a Pentecostal preacher’s daughter who is still learning how vast my need for a Savior is.

For the J O Y !

Sunday, February 19th, 2012

I’m dark, moody, crabby, hopeless, helpless, broken, undone, flawed and worse.  This is why I so need a Savior.  Jesus came – good news and great joy {great-great joy}!

“Go and enjoy choice food and sweet drinks, and send some to those who have nothing prepared.

This day is holy to our Lord. Do not grieve,

for the joy of the LORD is your strength.”

Nehemiah 8.10 niv

“…fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith.

For the joy set before him

he endured the cross, scorning its shame,

and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.

Hebrews 12.2 niv

On a joy-quest.

Song for a Sunday // He looked beyond my fault and saw my need

Sunday, February 19th, 2012

Lyrics by Dottie Rambo, to the tune of Danny Boy

 

“Amazing Grace” shall always be my song of praise

For it was grace that bought my liberty

I do not know just why He came to love me so

He looked beyond my fault and saw my need.

I shall forever life mine eyes to Calvary

to view the cross where Jesus dies for me

How marvelous the grace that caught my falling soul

He looked beyond my fault and saw my need.

1960s.  I grew up on Dottie Rambo’s music.  This was the anthem of our hearts.  A haunting melody, a soul’s reflection, a cry of worship to the One.  How marvelous the grace…How marvelous that He looks beyond my fault…

{click here for a much later listen}

Monday’s Most Interesting Pinterests: Festival Graphics

Monday, February 13th, 2012

When Felix started re-branding Heaven Fest for 2012,  I threw a Pinterest board together to show him things I like.

We are simplifying the look a bit.  Think Mac.  Cleaner.  Pure color (not grayed over, nor muted, pul-eeze).  But putting the Pinterest board together was just bringing various things that struck-my-fancy to one spot, my fancies (not Heaven Fest’s ,necessarily).   When I think festival branding, these things all have a tiny piece of it in my collaged-head. You can see the whole board here:

http://pinterest.com/jeanierhoades/festival-graphics/

 

SOME OF MY FAVS-

(CLICK ON IMAGES to go to source)

I spent years liking muted color (think antiques, think Starbucks-coffee-house colors).  And while I still appreciate sort of the aged sophistication of those colors, I have increasingly been drawn to pure, bright color.

Blue and yellow apparently draws my eye, too.

I was a young girl during the birth of the Jesus-People Movement.

During 7th grade, I got to board a psychedelic-painted church bus and travel downtown to Christian Coffee Houses where the “One-way” chant became our cry.  Songs reminded us there was only one-one God-one book “and that’s the Holy Bible” to get us to the promised land!  There was a zealous passion of Jesus during that time.  The media took notice.

My dad made me come out of my room to watch 3 televised days of Explo ’72 in Dallas.  I was hooked after 5 minutes and it was the first time I realized I was part of a huge move of God in the earth.  I wasn’t alone, just a little Christian girl in a small church in my small city.  People everywhere loved Jesus.  It was there I first heard/saw:  Give me a J…give me an E…Give me an S…Give me another S….what’s it spell?….J E S U S….the crowds would yell, over and over.

Heaven Fest was being birthed in my heart in those days.  I secretly want to lead a Jesus chant.  Shhhhh….

Woodstock.  Started it all.

For Heaven Fest 2013, I so wish I could use this poster.

Except it would be “One day, one stage, one purpose.”  See how it is all coming together?  :)

Oranges are a draw for me.

I am not sure why I wanted the Vertigo poster on my Festival Graphics Pinterest Board, but I think it is amazing design.

Why – it is Heaven Fest!

I found this recently and have dubbed it “Heaven Fest Hair.”

I hope some one really does this and I get to meet them.

The difference between my Pinterest Board and my actual mind?  The thoughts, ideas and images in my thoughts swirl in a colorful collage of layers.  Think of photos, stacked, overlapping, constantly moving.  That is my actual Thought-Collage.

Happy Monday!

Joyful-Joyful // Song for a Sunday

Sunday, February 12th, 2012

Laura Hackett from the JOY album.

 

 

 

It’s fine.  Nobody is looking.  Get up and dance a little!  I’ve got the J O Y !

A Hymn of Faith from Habakkuk 3

17 Though the fig tree may not blossom,

Nor fruit be on the vines;

Though the labor of the olive may fail,

And the fields yield no food;

Though the flock may be cut off from the fold,

And there be no herd in the stalls—

18 Yet I will rejoice {I will JOY} in the Lord,

I will joy in the God of my salvation.

19 The Lord God is my strength;

He will make my feet like deer’s feet,

And He will make me walk on my high hills.

To the Chief Musician. With my stringed instruments.

 

Song for a Sunday: Come and Go with Me to My Father’s House!

Sunday, February 5th, 2012

A Moslander-Family favorite by the Edwin Hawkins Singers

My dad played this so loud on the Hi-Fi, I’d come running home to listen from 2 blocks away.  My mom always wanted him to turn it down a little, but 1723 York Street, 1970, pulsed to the rhythm of, especially, this song, “(Come and Go with Me to My) Father’s House!”

Happy 4th Birthday, Averikins!

Friday, February 3rd, 2012

FOUR kisses

Four hugs

Four winks

and four LOVES!

All for my little Averi-kins!

I love to hear you talk.  I love to hear you sing.  Your eyes are simply intoxicating.  I like it when you dance and arrange everything so perfectly.  You are Lucy (from the Peanuts comic strip; your name means “elf counselor” and you sure do like to give advice, o yes you do!) and you ever and always are my sugar-pie-honey-bunch!

~~~

Back by popular demand – last years’ birthday video (when she was just turning 3) by Averi and Nonna!

 

 

Here are some birthday Bible words for Y-O-U!

Remember, Averi-J, to faithfully pray to God

so you can always find Him;

God is your BEST hiding place;

and He will protect Averi from trouble

and surround her with songs of deliverance.

And God will instruct Averi and teach her the ways she should go;

And He will counsel Averi with His love – remember,

He is watching out for you, Averi!

Do not be like a naughty mule,

which has no understanding

and has to be controlled by bit and bridle

or it will not come to you.

Naughty people have lots and lots of troubles,

but the LORD’s unfailing love

surrounds you, Averi, when you trust in Him.

Rejoice (get up and do a happy dance) in the LORD

and be glad, you righteous little booger, you;

sing to God, Averi, because He has made your heart clean!

Psalm 32

Your Nonna L O V E S you!!  Happy birthday!!

 

Sing, sing, sing! A song (or a few) for a Saturday and a Sunday

Saturday, January 28th, 2012

01/08/12 – Worship from Resurrection Fellowship on Vimeo.

Rocky with the Rez team recently. Loveland, CO

LIVE Stream Sunday at www.rez.org, go to media, live webcast at 8:30 or 10:30 am.

The Truth. In Love.

Sunday, January 22nd, 2012

Speaking the truth.

I used to hate when some one would trot out that scripture from Ephesians 4 that included the phrase “Instead, speaking the truth in love…” because its’ reference usually preceded a round of scripture-ammunition aimed to pierce the heart and kill the soul.   BAM {huge criticism fully bloated by cynical opinions = you are a big-fat-failure} + followed by  “I’m just speaking the truth in love.”  *Harumph.

If you read that last sentence and winced from the memory of it, it has probably been hurled at you, too.  If you looked it and made a mental list of people you’d like to speak-the-truth-in-love to, you are probably the BAM-aid.

It is sad to see such an amazing exhortation reduced to a justification for calling out the slightest infractions against fellow believers when in fact, Paul was inviting us to encourage and motivate one another about the reality of our high and holy calling in Christ, which was what the whole first part of Ephesians was about.  This is how we HELP each other – we remind each other (because of love) of our amazing and glorious place in Christ!  See Ephesians 1-4, s’il te plait.

What Ephesians 4 actually says is:

Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of people in their deceitful scheming.

Instead, speaking the truth in love,

we will grow to become in every respect the mature body of him who is the head, that is, Christ.   From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work.

And I am finding that my words are never more true than when they are spoken from the depths of my love.  Then, even though  they are hard to say and possibly even  difficult to hear, they set people free.  They loose the chains and bondages the enemy has been heaping on.  Speaking the truth in love-with love-because of love-by love causes people to grow (life surging through their veins), green and fruitful, established and strong.  Speaking the truth in love brings a maturity in those around us, a connection to Jesus rather than a condemnation that sends them running the other way with fear and shame.

And the truth you speak in love?  It is your truth.  Tell on yourself.  Admit your own stuff.  Tell your truth so you can help others avoid your pitfalls.  Tell your truth about how the enemy has come at you so other people won’t feel like they are on the ledge alone, but then be sure to tell the part about the faithfulness of God who has never left you nor forsaken you.  When we come clean, speaking the truth of how we are weak (and He is strong), of how we have failed (but He has been faithful), about how we have been the biggest sinners (and He has become our most wonderful Savior), then – we will become the “body,” the Body of Jesus Christ…

joined

and held together

by every supporting ligament

growing-growing-growing

being   b u i l t   up in L O V E

as each part does its’ work

And guess what?  Speaking the truth in love is a ministry of all of us Jesus-loving, New-Testament believers.  We get to join our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, in shattering an accusation-ridden religion we can never hope to keep and step into the power of an overwhelming love from a Father who will not let us go.  Oh wow.