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Posted on Oct 15, 2012 in Devotional Thoughts, Pain and Suffering

The Rain Has Come (A life under construction)

The Rain Has Come (A life under construction)

As many of you who listen to the Worship Ministry Catalyst Podcast know, I live in the Pacific Northwest – an area known for being wet. What you may not know is that we often have a couple of very dry months. Typically we will have most of July and August, as well as the first part of September where there is little to no rain. This year was no exception. In fact it was exceptional in this way, we have over 100 days of no rain. The longest dry stretch in recorded history.

But this past Friday, the record breaking stretch ended. It even ended with a record breaking day. On that Friday we set a record for recorded rainfall on that specific date.

I’m one of those people who actually likes the rain. I’m “warm-blooded” and don’t like being too warm. I’d much rather be too cold than too warm. When it’s cool there are things you can do that are effective at warming you up. When it’s hot, and you don’t have air conditioning, there’s not a lot you can do to cool down.

But this year in particular, the rain was a tremendous blessing. It seems that there is construction going on everywhere we go, and it has been going on all summer. Everything was coated in a layer of dirt and grime.

But then the rain came. Yes the construction is still going on, but the dirt is gone. And sure there will be another layer of dirt, but it will get washed away too. But eventually the construction will be done, the dust will be gone and life will go back to normal.

Here’s my point to this seemingly pointless post about rain, weather and construction. No matter what is going on in your life, the rain is coming. Sure there are droughts, there are times when it seems like you’ll never get through. But even in the Atacama desert in Chile, where they only average 1.5cm of rainfall per year, and they went 400 years without rain, the rain still came. It even rains in the desert.

Life is dirty, and it seems we’re always going through some sort of construction. It seems there are constant obstacles getting in our way, and detours we have to take. It seems like the construction should have been done forever ago. And instead of an improved road, we simply have detours and layers of dirt piling up.

But, construction does finish. And just like the roads we drive, when construction on who we are finishes, we have a better way of navigating through life. When we wash away the dirt, we discover that the revisions to who we were prepare us for who we will become. And without the construction, we would drive the same roads, go over the same pot-holes and never imagine  life could be better than it is right now.

My encouragement for you today is, that the rain will come. You may be in a period of construction, and all you can see is the dirt, but the day will come when the dirt is washed away and all you see is new path in front of you. You hay have to take a detour for a while, it may seem out of the way and inconvenient, but a new path is being built.

Ps 16:11 – “You have made known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand.”

Rev. 21:4-5: “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.”

 

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Posted on Jul 20, 2012 in Devotional Thoughts, Family, Pain and Suffering, Uncategorized

God is not dead, nor doth He sleep

God is not dead, nor doth He sleep

Last night and this morning we’ve been blessed to have some Thunderstorms. Blessings for me anyway. By her actions, my daughter does not agree. As the thunder rolled this morning at around 5:30am, there was a frightened knock and cry at our bedroom door:

“Mommy, I’m scared!”

It was our oldest daughter, Hannah, who inherited her mother’s dislike of thunder.

So, we had her climb up in bed with us, right in-between us, clinging to her stuffed unicorn.

She didn’t go to sleep. I kept drifting off, but then as the thunder would awake me, so would she.

“Daddy, that one was on the wall!”

To which I would reply, “it’s okay sweetie, you’re safe,”and then try drift off back to sleep.

In the Northwest United States, we don’t get a ton of thunderstorms. In fact, they’re very rare. This year however, we’ve had several. Where I grew up, in Southeast Ohio, we had them all the time. I’m sure I was scared of them as a kid, but as I grew older I grew to love them.

This storm was terrifying for Hannah. To her, it was the only thing in her world at that moment.

To me, it was relaxing, even calming.

I can imagine the thoughts in her mind: “This is so scary! How can they be sleeping through this!”

From my perspective, things were much different. I’ve been through many thunderstorms that were much worse, I’ve hidden under my desk in school through a tornado warning, I’ve helped students at a youth event under pews in the sanctuary through a tornado warning.

Yes, the thunder was loud, but I wasn’t worried. But Hannah hasn’t been through very many storms at all, and certainly none that would put this one into perspective.

Thinking about this reminded me of they lyric in the famous Christmas Carol “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day” that reads:

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men.”

God has weathered the most brutal of all storms. His, is the power behind the Lightning and Thunder, and even they wither in comparison to His awesome might. As trouble comes and storms arise, we can rest in this truth. “God is not dead, nor doth He sleep.”

It may seem that God does not care about our current plight, but remember, He’s been through worse. His perspective is much greater than our own. He knows and cares for each of His children deeply, and knows the outcome of each of our stories. He sees the role this storm will play in shaping our lives and rests.

“The wrong shall fail, the right prevail with peace on earth, good will to men!”

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Posted on Jun 1, 2012 in Blog, Pain and Suffering, repost

Who?

A little over a year ago, my wife and I were facing some challenges as Valentines’ Day rolled around. Due to budget cuts, I had been cut to part-time at the job I had been working at for a few years. We were quickly running out of money, and didn’t have any prospects for a new job. We had been through some challenges the year before and just felt like there was a lot of uncertainty around our lives.

As we faced Valentines’ day, I didn’t have any money to give my wife anything fancy or fun, but I could give her a song. So, I started writing, and that’s how the song, Who?, came to be.

There are a lot of questions in our lives, but one question whose answer never changes is who? Who’s the most important person in my life, my wife. Enjoy!

 

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Posted on Apr 13, 2011 in Blog, Grace, Pain and Suffering

Pardoning Blood

For me, this was one of those songs that was totally inspired by the Holy Spirit. The chorus for the song came in just a few minutes and the rest of the song less than an hour later. Of course I polished it up a bit, but the core of the song stayed the same.

For me, this is a song that encapsulates my day to day worship in light of the pardoning blood that was poured out for me. The lyrics are below the play box below!

 

 

Pardoning Blood by davidlindner

 

A new and living way You have made for us,
Our ransom paid, by Your body and blood.
We live no more, enslaved to sin,
But we live by faith, enslaved to Him.

It’s by Your sacrifice alone
It’s only by the grace of God
I could ever know

Pardoning blood, priceless and sweet
Undeserved gift, poured over me
Nothing I’ve done, and nothing I could
But be washed in this fount of Pardoning Blood

How can I not look back, to see what You have done
How You’ve changed my path, from where I had begun
Day by day, I find myself in awe
I can’t believe the way You have paid for us all

It’s by Your sacrifice alone
It’s only by the grace of God
I could ever know

Pardoning blood, priceless and sweet
Undeserved gift, poured over me
Nothing I’ve done, and nothing I could
But be washed in this fount of Pardoning Blood

It’s by Your sacrifice alone
(Pardoning Blood)

Pardoning blood, priceless and sweet
Undeserved gift, poured over me
Nothing I’ve done, and nothing I could
But be washed in this fount of Pardoning Blood

Pardoning blood, priceless and sweet
Undeserved gift, poured over me
Nothing I’ve done, and nothing I could
But be washed in this fount of Pardoning Blood

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Posted on Jun 17, 2010 in Blog, Pain and Suffering

Jesus’ Hands (Hymn for the Broken)

Here’s the latest song I’ve been working on. It’s one that’s been on my mind to write for quite some time now. It’s a song that deals with a lot of the emotional situations we go through at some point in our life: Doubt, Guilt, Sickness, & death. It’s kind of like a Hymn, not by the technical definition, but kind of.

I started writing the song after my wife had a miscarriage and we were dealing with the grief of losing our baby. It’s a summary of the places I’ve found comfort from Jesus’ Hands.

Jesus’ Hand (Hymn for the Broken) by davidlindner
Here are the lyrics:

Life has left you on your knees
weakened from the weight of doubt
scarred with grace to bring you peace
Jesus’ hand is reaching out

Seeking rescue from the waves
guilt and shame from shore to shore
powerful and strong to save
Jesus’ hand can calm your storm

Mountains fall, the earth gives way, the sun withholds its light
But the hands of Jesus, full of comfort, tightly cling to mine
My Shepherd leads me by still waters, my cup overflows
He walks me down to restoration, trusting Him I go.

Weak, your flesh, it wastes away
trying you with every breath
don’t lose heart, for in His grace
Jesus’ hand will give you rest

Dark and stormy is the day
filled with grief that death unfurled
Man of sorrows, Jesus came
His hands overcame the world

Mountains fall, the earth gives way, the sun withholds its light
But the hands of Jesus, full of comfort, tightly cling to mine
My Shepherd leads me by still waters, my cup overflows
He walks me down to restoration, trusting Him I go.

When you breathe your final breath
Your journey through this life is done
Then the one who conquered death
Jesus’ hand will lead you home

Jesus’ hand will lead y

ou home

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Posted on May 25, 2010 in Blog, Pain and Suffering

Rivers of Love

This is one of my favorites that I’ve written. It seems to be a favorite among others who hear it too. I’m blessed and humbled to get to write music that speaks to the hearts of those who listen to it. I’ve sung this song a couple of times at our church here in Washougal, WA, but I also had the privilege of performing this song at my brother’s church while we were back in the midwest.

The recording is just a scratch recording to get the arrangement idea across to our band at church, but it’s good enough to give you the idea.

Here are the words:

Verse 1

Walking the shores

I have been here before

I’ve been here so many times

Searching the sand

For what’s left of my plan

I don’t know what I hope to find

Pre-chorus 1

I fall to my knees

And say, “God please,

Won’t you take this heart of mine?”

He took my hand and showed me

Chorus

Rivers of Love

Oceans of Mercy

Flowing with grace

Leave not a trace

Of what condemns me

Rivers of Love

Oceans of Mercy

From the Father above

I’m not worthy of

This gift of the king.

Verse 2

Walking the desert

Of all of my hurt

The weight of the world on my mind

I’ve carried these burdens

As far as I can

But I just can’t leave them behind

Pre-chorus 2

I fall to my knees

And say, “God please,

Won’t you take this pain of mine?”

He took my hand and showed me

Chorus

Bridge

Pounding the shores

Of the nevermore

I’m constantly reminded

How I had been blinded

Who I was before

I’m not anymore

For I have found favor

At the hand of my savior

Who led me to where I could find

Chorus

Bridge

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