Showing posts with label Cleveland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cleveland. Show all posts
I Found Myself In India
The air was was muggy and smelt faintly of spices.
I knew I had stepped into a different world the moment I stepped out of the plane.
I heard it would be weird and I heard it would smell different. I heard it would smell, period.
And they weren't wrong. But to me, it smelled wonderful.
It smelled wonderful because it smelled like a dream coming true.
There's something about India that has either begun to lace itself into my heart... or perhaps it was woven in to begin with. Maybe its always been apart of my DNA. I'm not sure.
Word Association:
Adventure,
awakening,
Christian living,
City,
Cleveland,
desires,
doorways,
dreams,
God's Will,
India,
journey,
Life,
ministry,
Missions,
Missions Trips,
perspective,
rawness.,
Revival,
waiting,
walking with the Lord
Cleveland is for Lovers
God-lovers and Jesus-lovers.
People-lovers and dog-lovers.
Cat-lovers and basketball lovers. Football lovers and baseball lovers. Music lovers and art lovers. Old lovers and young lovers. Freedom lovers and Family lovers.
Country-lovers and City-lovers.
If you’re born and raised
here, there’s a lot you could love about Cleveland. Except for road construction. We all HATE road construction.
You either hate Cleveland and want to get away from it as
fast as you can OR you have an undeniable loyalty to the 2-1-6 district.
I have been both.
Oh Lovely Spring
On my way home from work this morning at a bright and early 7:30, I found myself driving into the early morning sun.
Still chilly enough to see my breath, there's just something about a spring morning and watching the sun rise.
I drive by nearly 20 ponds before I actually pull into my driveway and what I encountered on my way was nothing less than spectacular!
Cold sunbeams shooting through the budding trees, glowing frost coating overgrown, green grass, and a draping mist hovering in mid air over every pond I passed made my drive back like I had entered into a dewy silhouette of a dream.
Spring is not my favorite time of the year, but God is challenging me to take a look again, and allow each season to be my favorite season as they come. I have a hard time with this, as this idea parallels the spiritual seasons of my life.
I like my FAVORITE seasons, and THATS IT. But in this new idea, my heart is awakening as though I had been asleep, and I'm beginning to recognize the beauty of the now.
I feel like the season I'm in is the rainy part of spring. It just keeps raining and raining and raining. And just like Cleveland, right when you think the sun is going to STAY out, it rains again. And I always think , "we should know this by now... its still spring, its still going to keep raining. Its useless hoping for anything other than what this season brings."
Coincidentally, that is the response of my own heart towards the place that I'm in right now.
But this morning God showed me something new.
Rain gives birth to life.
The beauty of Spring is that after the rain comes, a miraculous thing happens - what was still and dormant has suddenly blossomed into vibrant life.
The romance and the mystery that the sun illuminated in my tiny corner of the world this morning spoke volumes to my heart today as the Sonshine in my own life begins to reveal what, (in His time) overnight, would create a lovely view for everyone else to see as He warms up the places that must be frozen for a time.
What a truly blissful thought. :)
- Sarah
Still chilly enough to see my breath, there's just something about a spring morning and watching the sun rise.
I drive by nearly 20 ponds before I actually pull into my driveway and what I encountered on my way was nothing less than spectacular!
Cold sunbeams shooting through the budding trees, glowing frost coating overgrown, green grass, and a draping mist hovering in mid air over every pond I passed made my drive back like I had entered into a dewy silhouette of a dream.
Spring is not my favorite time of the year, but God is challenging me to take a look again, and allow each season to be my favorite season as they come. I have a hard time with this, as this idea parallels the spiritual seasons of my life.
I like my FAVORITE seasons, and THATS IT. But in this new idea, my heart is awakening as though I had been asleep, and I'm beginning to recognize the beauty of the now.
I feel like the season I'm in is the rainy part of spring. It just keeps raining and raining and raining. And just like Cleveland, right when you think the sun is going to STAY out, it rains again. And I always think , "we should know this by now... its still spring, its still going to keep raining. Its useless hoping for anything other than what this season brings."
Coincidentally, that is the response of my own heart towards the place that I'm in right now.
But this morning God showed me something new.
Rain gives birth to life.
The beauty of Spring is that after the rain comes, a miraculous thing happens - what was still and dormant has suddenly blossomed into vibrant life.
The romance and the mystery that the sun illuminated in my tiny corner of the world this morning spoke volumes to my heart today as the Sonshine in my own life begins to reveal what, (in His time) overnight, would create a lovely view for everyone else to see as He warms up the places that must be frozen for a time.
What a truly blissful thought. :)
- Sarah
Word Association:
Beauty,
changes,
Cleveland,
embracing change,
mornings,
My love story.,
Princess,
Revelation,
seasons,
spring,
thoughts
Challenged in Love
I think I definitely must start this entry out by saying - my heart is stirred, deeply. Last week our church did our 5th annual mission outreach to our beautiful city on the lake, and something changed in my heart, as I was pushed out of my comfort zone for - hah - the entire time.
I've been feeling a little uprooted lately. Its like having an old plastic water bottle fill with water, sand, some dirt and debris and shaking it so that everything in the bottle is whirling in every which direction. That's how I've felt in the past 5 months - entirely up set in a flurry of all the elements that make up my life - nothing new - yet everything is different and nothing is settled.
And yet, something IS new - its a shift in my heart.
Word Association:
blown-away,
Cleveland,
I Am,
journey,
lessons,
Pearls,
priceless,
risky praying,
Romance,
Treasure,
walking with the Lord,
worship
Stirring, Stirring... You See Bones?


I see an Army.
So I spent a little time at the House of Prayer tonight and God just began stirring in me something I don't quite understand and yet absolutely understand.
First thing is - The mountain of God.
I'm not sure all that it will entail, but I want to know all about this mountain that the Lord wants His people to dwell on.
I'm excited because God is opening something up to me and I don't know what it is, but it all started with a phrase, and then a poem.
And, come to think of it, the phrase was birthed on a hillside.
I know there's significance.
Just gotta find out all that there is.
BUT! Tonight! Tonight I began to read the first part of Ezekiel 37, which caught my attention and the Lord began to show me things that I believe have much - MUCH! to do with Cleveland.
The hand of the LORD was upon me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the LORD and set me in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones. He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley, bones that were very dry. He asked me, "Son of man, can these bones live?"
I said, "O Sovereign LORD, you alone know."
Then he said to me, "Prophesy to these bones and say to them, 'Dry bones, hear the word of the LORD! This is what the Sovereign LORD says to these bones: I will make breath enter you, and you will come to life. I will attach tendons to you and make flesh come upon you and cover you with skin; I will put breath in you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the LORD.' "
So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I was prophesying, there was a noise, a rattling sound, and the bones came together, bone to bone. I looked, and tendons and flesh appeared on them and skin covered them, but there was no breath in them.
Then he said to me, "Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to it, 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe into these slain, that they may live.' " So I prophesied as he commanded me, and breath entered them; they came to life and stood up on their feet—a vast army.
Then he said to me: "Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel. They say, 'Our bones are dried up and our hope is gone; we are cut off.' Therefore prophesy and say to them: 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: O my people, I am going to open your graves and bring you up from them; I will bring you back to the land of Israel. Then you, my people, will know that I am the LORD, when I open your graves and bring you up from them. I will put my Spirit in you and you will live, and I will settle you in your own land. Then you will know that I the LORD have spoken, and I have done it, declares the LORD.' "
And as we prayed for the leaders and pastors of Cleveland, The Lord had already put on my heart the need to pray for the future leaders and pastors of Cleveland. And He led me to this scripture.
And as I read it through, the Lord began to speak to me exactly as He had spoken to Ezekiel, and I began to realize that, indeed, He was making a point in His very speaking to me: WE are the future leaders and pastors of Cleveland. WE are called. WE need to step up. WE need to prophecy to the dry bones and the helplessness of the valley by the water. HERE. In Cleveland, we are called to have the faith of Ezekiel, the Spirit of Elijah and the very breathe and anointed of the Spirit of the Lord within us.
I believe that Cleveland is an army waiting to happen.
I believe that Ezekiel was pretty average.
I believe that Jesus changes everything.
And, I believe that because of these 3 things, and because of who I am - who WE are in the Lord, that it qualifies us to speak and prophecy to the dryness of the Cleveland Church at large, the hopelessness of the lost at large and to be the very example of the goodness of a loving God to a dying culture.
Hah.
I don't even know what else to say right now.
Oh! Except I'll bring in the part about the mountains again:
The mountain of the Lord is the place that He has for His people - a "resting" place.
But there is one verse that I cannot help but be drawn to.
How beautiful on the mountains
are the feet of those who bring good news,
who proclaim peace,
who bring good tidings,
who proclaim salvation,
who say to Zion,
"Your God reigns!" -Isaiah 52:7
Ha! And in Isaiah 40, after calling out how all flesh is grass and how the Word of the Lord endures forever, The verse after says,
You who bring good tidings to Zion,
go up on a high mountain.
You who bring good tidings to Jerusalem, [c]
lift up your voice with a shout,
lift it up, do not be afraid;
say to the towns of Judah,
"Here is your God!"
I think there's a running theme here of the beauty of being on a mountain, proclaiming His wonders to the world.
Not sure what it means, but I'm going to be searching it out.
:)
I was too blown away by some of this stuff NOT to write, but I'm pretty sure this is by far, the most jumbled blog I've written in a while.
Enjoy!
♥
Word Association:
Adventure,
Beauty,
Cleveland,
excitement,
Prophecy,
Ramble-abouts,
The Bible,
The Church,
thoughts
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