I was so afraid the other morning. I was afraid that I would commit to the above in the wrong way. I prayed that as I sat at church Easter morning, the guilt that I had would be appropriately lifted, by my intent to be happy for He had risen. That when I bowed my head in prayer to my Heavenly Father, it would be out of my hearts simple wish to be close to His ever growing, over flowing generous existence. Remember my epiphany at church at the end of last year? Well, I found an even better way to share it. Remember my specific request for a teacher as a pastor? Well, I found an even better way to share what I mean when I say that teaching a congregation is an enormous responsibility and should be done by vividly explaining the scripture. You will have to spare a little bit of time to understand fully, but it was at the end of this sermon when I felt the Holy Spirit tell me "nothing has changed". And it hasn't, nothing has changed, we are still a people patiently waiting, the only thing that is different is the amount of time that has passed.
It was around minute 31:53 where I "oh'd" audibly, and was like, "nothing has changed, we are still waiting for His return" http://vimeo.com/33911318
|He seems to accommodate me often, and I just snap as often has he allows|
|After we shoved our faces with food, we shoved some eggs over heads|
|...and then we shoved eggs in our baskets|