Joel

...the Father of glory, may give to you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him..."I'm hungry. Not like food hungry, I'm God hungry. I believe that faith in Christ is a supernatural curiousity. It keeps you coming back for more, and no matter how much you've experienced, you always want to experience more. This is good and bad. It can be bad if you cling tightly to your past experiences...if your thirst is the experience. If this is the case you'll start to judge every experience through the limited scope of your past experience. But this thirst for more can be excellent if your thirst is to experience Jesus and not the [...]

"...may give you the spirit of wisdom..." I want wisdom. Sure, I want to be smart, but I just want wisdom for the fullness of life. I mean, what matters? What doesn't matter? Solomon (The wisest King EVER) once said, "Vanity, it (life) is all vanity. A chase after the wind." (Not vanity in the sense of conceit, vanity in the sense of "emptiness") While meditating on this passage today I was hit by the next part of the verse, but not in the way you'd expect. I want wisdom, but the thing that stuck in my mind was the part of the phrase "may give." I'm still not sure exactly why, but I'm starting to [...]

"...the Father of glory..." I began studying the Apostolic Prayer found in Ephesians 1:17-19 in the prayer room today. It starts out, "That the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory..." Well, I stopped on "the Father of glory," which was the first clue that God was wanting to let this prayer become a part of my heart. The chord that was struck was, of course, the otherness of God, but also the "glory." Now in the greek the word for glory used here is: "doxa" (dox'-ah), and is a wider application of the concept meaning: dignity, glory(-ious), praise, honor, worship. Maybe that's where we get "Doxology." Usually when I hear "glory," I [...]

Prayer is my going home. Prayer isn't merely an empty action by which I make homage, try to please, or try to manipulate my Creator. It is the intimatacy of a child running into the house to its parent. Sometimes I come in dirty needing to be cleaned, sometimes I run in scraped up and crying, and sometimes I run in excited over something that happened in my day. At home I talk to my Heavenly Father, my best friend Jesus, or receive counsel from the Spirit. It's so important for me to go home, because I don't completely "fit in" anywhere else. I might fit in partially, but not completely. Even within churches and strings [...]