Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Slowly getting there...


I have felt so odd today.  Everything a bit out of place.  Letting stresses get to me.  Feeling sort of thrown together.  Perhaps the intense, busy routine is getting to me - the change of seasons, the change of family situations, countless tasks to tackle, so much going on, a crazy schedule to keep.  So much to be thankful for, but just not feeling it today.  That’s disheartening to me as I have been focusing so much about making Gratitude a lifestyle thing lately.

I so needed the sermon Sunday: the holidays are not about perfection, perfect situations and people and hot cider moments (I just made that up “hot cider moments”.  That’s a good one…ha.)…it is about our great need for a Savior–through it all.  And I’m thankful for that.

I’ve come to realize that this whole day has been a decision for me to continue the disciplines of Thanksgiving into the Christmas season, with the priority of thanks now simply shifting to my thanks for Christ, through whom all good things flow, even in the midst of a hectic season of life.  Jesus makes Thanksgiving possible.

Rather than “transitioning to the Christmas season”, I want to continue the discipline of joy, gratitude, observation, service, celebration…these are my comfort and joy this Christmas.

You know what?  At the hanging of the greens service Sunday night, there were many “Christmasy folks”…people looking happy and crisp and holiday-like.  But, there were many like me, who were there, but fighting to stay focused on God and what was going on around me while my mind was being pulled in countless different directions.  At first, I was self conscious, feeling guilty for not being more present in the beautiful service going on around me.  Then decided to disregard that, take the pressure off myself and just ”be”.

While I was just “being” and getting into the service, my little cousin Casey crawled up in my lap and stayed there for the remainder of the service.  I rubbed her soft, curly mass of hair for awhile as she reclined on my shoulder.  Next to me in the pew, Brad’s niece Allie curled her lengthening legs up in his lap, hugging his neck tight for a very long time, smiling up at him adoringly as only a little girl in her sweetest moments can do.  He and I locked gazes and reached across the girls to clasp hands, if only for a few moments.  We smiled at each other, drinking it in.

Add the Hallelujah Chorus, Wonderful, Merciful Saviour (and a healing baby as Jesus), a quartet and various solos to chill you sweetly into the holiest of moments, Christmas carols (ending in one of my favorites, Silent Night), and I began to soften to the gentle, healing lull and simple joys of Christmas.  Not the work of it…but the spirit…giving: glowing lights to replace fallen leaves.  Joy to replace the cold of winter.  Smiles and cheer to soothe hurt, sadness, pain, sickness.

I’m coming to realize that I might just be able to live and celebrate Gratitude beyond Thanksgiving.  It’s very attainable and so worth the conscious effort.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

My heart is filled with thankfulness...

My mind is overwhelmed today thinking of all the things and people I am grateful for.  God has so richly blessed my life, above and beyond anything I could have asked or imagined.  He has blessed me so much more than I deserve.  No words I have could adequately express my feelings of gratitude today, so I'll let a beautiful favorite song of mine speak for me.  Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

"My Heart is Filled With Thankfulness"
Words and Music by Keith Getty & Stuart Townend
Copyright @ 2003 Thankyou Music

My heart is filled with thankfulness
To Him who bore my pain;
Who plumbed the depths of my disgrace
And gave me life again;
Who crushed my curse of sinfulness
And clothed me in His light
And wrote His law of righteousness
With power upon my heart.

My heart is filled with thankfulness
To Him who walks beside;
Who floods my weaknesses with strength
And causes fears to fly;
Whose every promise is enough
For every step I take,
Sustaining me with arms of love
And crowning me with grace.

My heart is filled with thankfulness
To Him who reigns above,
Whose wisdom is my perfect peace,
Whose every thought is love.
For every day I have on earth
Is given by the King;
So I will give my life, my all,
To love and follow Him.

You can watch the song performed here:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSrAhzVD6Lw

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Focusing on a spirit of continual Gratitude.....

My sweet friend from college, Melissa, and I have been motivating each other to focus on Gratitude this month.  (You can check out her blog HERE. It's great!)  We've been swapping songs, Scriptures, quotes and photos all on the subject of Gratitude.  More than that, we've been talking about ways to challenge ourselves to not just make an effort to focus on Gratitude for this month alone (November - Thanksgiving - the month where "thanks" is on the brain of most people), but to develop a heart and spirit of CONTINUAL Gratitude.  Making Gratitude a lifestyle like worship or prayer is, not just a temporary focus.

It has been enlightening for us to learn new things about each other and find out more of the many ways we are similar.  One of our similarities is that we appreciate having visual representations of inward transformations God is creating in us.  That is how we came to create our "Gratitude trees."

                                              Melissa's Gratitude Tree

                                                   My Gratitude Tree

I have a sweet 7-year-old little cousin whose name is Casey.  She has been watching me very closely over the past few weeks as I've been plastering Gratitude all over my home/car/workplace/day planner/desk in the form of post-it notes with our Gratitude quotes, song lyrics, Scriptures, etc. on them.  She has been so curious about what Melissa and I are doing, so I've been sharing it with her and trying to get her involved a little bit.  I see her frequently, so there are plenty of opportunities.

Casey mentioned to me that she thinks of all kinds of things she wants to thank Jesus for during the day, but sometimes forgets some of them by bedtime (we're trying to work on the concept of continual prayer with her.  Ha!).  Casey's very much a visual person also, so she and I did a little craft project together.  We covered a shoe box with paper and she decorated it.  I gave her a bunch of note paper to keep next to her "gratitude box" at home and in her desk at school in case she thought of anything while she is at school.  The idea was that during the course of her days and nights when she thinks of something she wants to thank Jesus for, she can write it down and put it in the box.  Then when she's praying at night, she can remember everything she wants to pray and thank Him for.

Tonight we took Casey on a dinner and ice skating "date."  We were sitting at dinner and she is very enthusiastically telling us about how much she loves her "Gratitude box" because she can now remember to thank Jesus for everything!  She then said something that struck a major chord with me and brought tears to my eyes.  She said that she knows she can't really HEAR Jesus talk to her, but she somehow feels like He wants her to know that He is happy that she is learning to be thankful for the little things.  She reminded me that I am always telling her that Jesus cares about all of the little details in our lives, not just the big things.  She told us that she thinks if Jesus loves us enough to care about the little things, we should love Him enough to thank Him for the little things.

Isn't that incredible?  Such profound wisdom coming from the sweet, simple mind of a 7-year-old little girl.  She teaches me so much and continually humbles with the precious way she loves Jesus and works hard to learn what it is to serve Him with her life.  I'm very thankful for her and for my friend Melissa and our focus on Gratitude.  It's truly transformational.

Pondering the Christmas season...


It's not even Thanksgiving yet and I found myself today getting very overwhelmed at all that I have going on this Christmas season and all I want to be done.  Looking for help, I read the “love chapter” again.  I Corinthians 13.  I love to go there when I’m feeling a little out-of-sorts.  I Corinthians 13:4 leaps off the page:

“Love endures long and is patient and kind.”

Yes.  This is what I’m looking for.  This is my prayer for the rest of this season.  And I begin to pray: “Lord, that I may endure long, and have Your patience, Your kindness.  You are so patient and kind to me every day, not giving me as I deserve, but according to Your love and faithfulness and mercy…You are so kind.  Help me, Lord, to deal with all the added interruptions and demands that this season brings.  Help me to somehow know when to chill out and really enjoy people, to give the hugs and slow down enough to offer a listening ear and compassionate heart to friends in need.  To flush the stresses.

A reminder I received today via e-mail from a friend said, “This Christmas season–STOP. Yes, just stop. Look around. You have a ton to be thankful for.  Don’t get bogged down you’re your schedule and all of the big life stuff you have going on.  Sprinkle each day with love, laughter and lots of hugs. Tell your family and friends you love them. Share the real reason for Christmas–LOVE. You’ll have a perfect Christmas if you let yourself enjoy the glory and wonder of the season.”

She’s exactly right.  It’s not about traditions.  It’s not about the stuff we pile into this season to try and make the “perfect” Christmas for those we love.  It’s not about family at all, though that is very important and should be very high on our priority list, because it’s very important to God.  Family is our grounding place, the basis of our makeup.  Family deserves our honor, help, and love.  We build one another up through the years, though others come and go.

But things come up.  Things interfere.  Schedules get crazy.  People get sick.  Feelings get hurt.  It all happens.  It’s not all holly jolly.  Details exist.  Reality happens. 

Even in our priorities, it’s easy to forget…
It’s about Jesus, who came to help.

It’s about a baby born as a Savior to a fallen world –stepping into the darkest of days, a day no one looked forward to, that day’s “tax day”.  And He wasn’t born into lights, carols, and beautifully decorated trees.  He was born in a modest place called a “stable”, an non-sterilized, unprepared place.  He was born into controversy, uncertainty, “people talking…”

And yet, those looking saw him.

So no.  It’s not about the family gathering.  Not about the food.  Not about the little ones.  Not about the gifts.  Those are our responses to Him, but not “the reason”.  What truly blesses Him?  Is it the stuff we pile into our Christmas season or is it our attitude?  Our humble response?
I was at one gathering last week where the host said, “To be honest, I just can’t wait until Christmas is over.”  And I felt like, “Then why did you do it?  I came for you.”  Instead, I said, “Yeah, I know what you mean.”

Do it out of the grace he offers, not out of obligation, or it doesn’t accomplish the intended effect.   None of it does.  It’s just more “stuff” to do.   Some years are just hard.  It’s okay.  He will be there for you, too.

Intentionally reading through the Old Testamant some these past few months (only made it about a third of the way through, but hey, I’ll pick up where I left off!), I realized God is a God of celebration!  In the Old Testamant, He told the people to not forget or neglect their special celebration days.  He loved for them to remember what He’d done for them, and to celebrate!  Because when they didn’t remember, they got into all kinds of trouble, seeking after false gods and idols.

The festivities are important as they help us remember.  Take that time to celebrate.  But, it’s not in the stuff…He should be the reason FOR the stuff.  We get it so backward.
This year, having things as “in place” and “ahead of schedule” as they can be…still facing demands and “not enough time” feelings…I tend to think we forget the MOST IMPORTANT thing:  preparing our hearts to be giving to people, to care for others, to take time to show we appreciate them, to be in “good grace”.  

Yesterday, a co-worker shared some very kind, sweet words with me during our lunch.  On my drive home, it brought warm tears to my eyes as I reflected on her kindness.  Undeserved favor and positive regard.  That’s grace.  People who are trying need it, crave it, long for it.  Do we give it?  Do we show them we care?  That we love them?  We want them to experience joy?  Care?  Concern?  Take the time.

That’s Christmas.  And that’s what I’m striving for this Christmas season.  MERRY CHRISTMAS to you all (a little early!)  May Christ’s kindness fall on you daily, and may you walk in it, give it, cultivate it, and share it.



Friday, November 18, 2011

Treasures of the trials...

There is a song I absolutely love by Keith & Kristyn Getty called Jesus Draw Me Ever Nearer.  A line in the song says "let the treasures of the trial form within me as I go." Ever since I first heard the song some time ago, that one line of the lyric has stuck in my mind like a bad habit.

One passage of Scripture I've always struggled with is found in James chapter 1 verses 2-4.  It says: "Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so you can be mature and complete, not lacking anything."


Consider it PURE JOY?  Really?  That's the part of this Scripture passage I've wrestled with.  I consider myself to be an optimist.  I'm one of those "glass half full" kind of people.  I look for the good in people and try to find the positives where they show up in life.  But when I'm going through a trial in my life, I think of it as anything but joy.  This is something I've prayed about on and off for years really - for God to help me discern what the meaning of this passage is.  And after all this time, He is finally allowing me to realize answer in the form of this beautiful song and through focusing on the concept of Gratitude with my sweet friend Melissa.

Like many things, I'm realizing these are all linked together.  God has been making it abundantly clear to me lately that the only way to experience true joy is to develop a heart and lifestyle of gratitude.  Joy that is centered on Christ is pure, lasting type of joy that transcends our circumstances.  It is steadfast and unmovable.  So when the Scripture tells us to consider it pure joy when we face trials, that's what it means.  Finding the treasures in the trials - realizing that Godly joy is steadfast and doesn't change when even we face our biggest trials.

Here is the link to the song (lyrics are below): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IIyXwldPup4



"Jesus Draw Me Ever Nearer"
Music by Keith Getty; Words by Margaret Becker
Copyright © 2002 Thankyou Music

Jesus draw me ever nearer
As I labor through the storm.
You have called me to this passage,
and I'll follow, though I'm worn.

May this journey bring a blessing,
May I rise on wings of faith;
And at the end of my heart's testing,
With Your likeness let me wake.

Jesus guide me through the tempest;
Keep my spirit staid and sure.
When the midnight meets the morning,
Let me love You even more.

Let the treasures of the trial                                 
Form within me as I go -
And at the end of this long passage,
Let me leave them at Your throne.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Evolutions of Church music...


I recently had a discussion with a musician friend of mine which has left my mind pondering the evolution of church music ever since.  Like most people my age, I grew up in a church where there was a song leader who led the congregation in hymns every Sunday morning.  You knew these hymns forwards and backwards: every note, every word, every melody.  It was not what I would call worship.  It was singing songs.  It was the routine.

During my high school years, I became friends with some kids who attended a more progressive church and I learned some music from them that was apart of the new wave of Christian/Religious music called Praise and Worship.  I grew to love songs like "Shout to the Lord," "Open the Eyes of my Heart," "Refiner's Fire," and "In the Secret (I Want to Know You More)."  I was drawn to the emotional connection I felt to the Holy Spirit when I sang these songs.  Quickly it seemed, the Praise and Worship genre was becoming a sort of movement or revelation.  Music ministers and song leaders were replaced by what was called worship leaders.  Hymns were replaced by praise choruses.  Pianos and organs were replaced by keyboards, drums, guitars, etc.

When I went away to college at EIU in 2002, the movement of Praise and Worship music was in full swing and had taken the Christian music world by storm.  You were hearing praise and worship music in more and more churches everywhere. I was involved in a campus ministry at EIU called Christian Campus House.  There, we had a worship leader and sang contemporary praise and worship music.  On occasion, Ben (the worship leader), would include a hymn.  This was a far cry from the style of hymns I was used to singing in my home church.  It was the same lyrics, but put in a more contemporary musical setting.  I loved it.  Worship was becoming more and more real to me every day and music was a big part of that.

Due to my Mother's battle with cancer and rapidly deteriorating health, I left EIU and moved home in 2005 because I was needed there with my family.  I loved my life at EIU and hated leaving, but it was clear to us that my Mother's days on this earth were quickly coming to and end and I wanted to spend whatever time I could with her while she was still with us.  So there I found myself at home and back in my home church.  This was a place I loved with people I loved and had known virtually all my life.  And I felt suffocated.  I felt discouraged.  My faith had grown in massive ways in college and CCH and here I was in a church that was focused on numerical growth and traditions and routine, not spiritual growth.  I found myself praying to be content with where God had me.  To appreciate my home church for what it was and find a way to worship Jesus through the boring hymns I had sung all my life.

God began to speak to my heart about studying hymns and finding the value in them so I could find a way to worship with them.  So I would find myself sitting with a hymnal and my Bible trying to figure out what God was trying to get me to see.  Through prayer and examination, I started to develop a great love for these beautiful hymns.  I couldn't get enough of them.  It became overwhelmingly evident to me how much theology was in these hymns that I once called boring.  How these lyrics were portable little bits of theology set to music that we could carry with us in our minds and access when we needed a bit of Truth.

Nowadays, I have a love for both hymns and praise and worship music.  There are hymns where you can read through the entire Gospel story in one song,  With praise and worship music, it's often centered on a piece of Scripture and built around that or a song built around our emotional response to God and what He is doing in our lives.  Both styles of music have their appropriate place in our worship and both are beautiful.

It is fascinating to me to see how church music has and continues to evolve.  Today, we even have people that call themselves "Modern Hymn Writers" such as Keith and Kristyn Getty, Bob Kauflin and Stuart Townend.  Though it is possible to connect the growing popularity of those new hymns with the general boom in Celtic music (where would PBS pledge drives have been without Riverdance and Celtic Woman?), I think the more telling reason is how wonderfully those new, modern hymns bridge the gap between contemporary and traditional mindsets in the church.

These new hymns work well with modern instrumentation, traditional instrumentation, folk instruments, and/or orchestral instruments; the melodies are singable and easily learned thanks to their roots in the folk hymn tradition; and the texts are full of fresh language and theological substance. These writers and others have helped to open the door to many other creative people and groups to offer us new hymns, old hymns with new tunes, old tunes with fresh arrangements, and in general I think have raised the bar as far as the depth of contemporary music for the church.

To me, it doesn't matter as much what style of music it is.  I'm drawn to a depth of lyric.  I love seeing Scripture come alive through music.  Songs that these "modern hymn writers" are penning are beautifully melding Scripture and song.  You can look at their songs and point to specific verses of Scripture and that's what I love most.  I've dissected the song "In Christ Alone," written by Keith Getty and Stuart Townend as an example at the depth of Scripture-based songwriting we're seeing out there right now.  It's incredible.  I believe it is SO important to know the Scriptural truths in the songs we sing, so that our worship is not empty and void.

Please join me and meditating on the Biblical truths in the powerful song "In Christ Alone."  If you'd like to take a listen, check out this link.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qLy8ksqGf9w


VERSE 1

In Christ alone my hope is found;
Lamentations 3:24
I say to myself, “The LORD is my portion;   therefore I will wait for him.”
1 Timothy 4:9-10
This is a trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance (and for this we labor and strive), that we have put our hope in the living God, who is the Savior of all men, and especially of those who believe.

He is my light, my strength, my song;
Exodus 15:1-2
Then Moses and the Israelites sang this song to the LORD : “I will sing to the LORD, for he is highly exalted. The horse and its rider he has hurled into the sea. The LORD is my strength and my song; he has become my salvation.  He is my God, and I will praise him, my father’s God, and I will exalt him.

This cornerstone, this solid ground,
Ephesians 2:19-22
Consequently, you are no longer foreigners and aliens, but fellow citizens with God’s people and members of God’s household, built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, with Christ Jesus himself as the chief cornerstone. In him the whole building is joined together and rises to become a holy temple in the Lord. And in him you too are being built together to become a dwelling in which God lives by his Spirit.

Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
1 Corinthians 3:11
For no one can lay any foundation other than the one already laid, which is Jesus Christ.

What heights of love, what depths of peace,
1 John 4:10
This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins

When fears are stilled, when strivings cease.
1 John 4:18
There is no fear in love.  But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.

My comforter, my all in all—
Colossians 3:11
Here there is no Greek or Jew, circumcised or uncircumcised, barbarian, Scythian, slave or free, but Christ is all, and is in all.

Here in the love of Christ I stand.
Galatians 2:20
I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.

VERSE 2

In Christ alone, Who took on flesh,
John 1:14
The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.

Fullness of God in helpless babe!
Luke 1:30-35
But the angel said to her, “Do not be afraid, Mary, you have found favor with God. You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever; his kingdom will never end.” ″How will this be,” Mary asked the angel, “since I am a virgin?” The angel answered, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God.

This gift of love and righteousness,
John 3:16-17
″For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.

Scorned by the ones He came to save.
Mark 15:12-14
″What shall I do, then, with the one you call the king of the Jews?” Pilate asked them. ″Crucify him!” they shouted. ″Why? What crime has he committed?” asked Pilate. But they shouted all the louder, “Crucify him!”

Till on that cross as Jesus died,
Luke 23:33
When they came to the place called the Skull, there they crucified him, along with the criminals—one on his right, the other on his left.
Luke 23:46
Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” When he had said this, he breathed his last.

The wrath of God was satisfied;
Matthew 27:46
About the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eloi, Eloi,lama sabachthani?”—which means, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
Romans 5:9
Since we have now been justified by his blood, how much more shall we be saved from God’s wrath through him!

For ev’ry sin on Him was laid—
2 Corinthians 5:21
God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.

Here in the death of Christ I live.
Romans 5:8-10
But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Since we have now been justified by his blood, how much more shall we be saved from God’s wrath through him! For if, when we were God’s enemies, we were reconciled to him through the death of his Son, how much more, having been reconciled, shall we be saved through his life!

VERSE 3

There in the ground His body lay,
Matthew 27:59-60
Joseph took the body, wrapped it in a clean linen cloth, and placed it in his own new tomb that he had cut out of the rock. He rolled a big stone in front of the entrance to the tomb and went away

Light of the world by darkness slain;
John 8:12
When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”

Then bursting forth in glorious day,
Mark 16:4-5
But when they looked up, they saw that the stone, which was very large, had been rolled away.As they entered the tomb, they saw a young man dressed in a white robe sitting on the right side, and they were alarmed.

Up from the grave He rose again!
Luke 24:1-7
On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee:’The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.’ “
And as He stands in victory,
1 Corinthians 15:55-57
“Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?”The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.

Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me;
Romans 8:37-39
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

For I am His and He is mine—
Romans 8:15-16
For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.” The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children.

Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
Acts 20:28
Keep watch over yourselves and all the flock of which the Holy Spirit has made you overseers. Be shepherds of the church of God, which he bought with his own blood.


VERSE 4

No guilt in life, no fear in death—
Psalm 23:4
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

This is the pow’r of Christ in me;
2 Corinthians 12:9
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.

From life’s first cry to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny.

No pow’r of hell, no scheme of man, can ever pluck me from His hand;
John 10:27-30
My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one can snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand. I and the Father are one.”

Till He returns or calls me home—
Revelation 22:12-13
“Behold, I am coming soon! My reward is with me, and I will give to everyone according to what he has done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.

Here in the power of Christ I stand.
Jude 1:24-25
To him who is able to keep you from falling and to present you before his glorious presence without fault and with great joy—to the only God our Savior be glory, majesty, power and authority, through Jesus Christ our Lord, before all ages, now and forevermore! Amen.