I’m glad He’s emotional…

(My apologies for the brief hiatus from the blogging world. I’m back – woo!)

I’ve been slammed in the face recently with the personality of God. His joyfulness and victorious shouts of praise, the tears and fits of anger, and His jealousy…Can I just say this – I’m SO glad He is emotional.

You see I’ve always been confused, yet slightly intrigued, by idol worship and statues that have pennies in their hands and necklaces draped around their necks. I think this began in 3rd or 4th grade with the Summer Musical Activities for Kids (SMAK) program at First Baptist Church in Garland, Texas. I believe this production was called Good Things Come in Small Packages…(insert whatever you want here). We sang numerous songs and danced like I’ve never seen Baptists dance since – except at the wedding of Tate and Danielle Barrett, October 17, 2009. One song that I remember – possibly because I had a solo AND waved the big palm branches to keep King Josiah (aka Kelsey Francis) cool – was this:

Baal of Haa-a-ay

Ba-al of Haa-a-aaay-yee-ay

(Chanting begins) We might as well pray to a baal of hay

Imagine with me that the only thing you put your hope in, your only source of strength and guidance, your ultimate satisfaction is some-thing, not Someone. You rely on a clock or that perfect paycheck, or that stamp of approval, you make statements like this – “I got away from my buddhism,” or you pray to a baal of hay. 

You put all of your eggs in the basket of “As soon as…happens, I promise I will do…” or “Okay, that couldn’t possibly be it…I’ll keep waiting” Pause. That just sounds like opposite day. ‘Lord, that couldn’t possibly be your answer, so I’ll just keep sitting here and waiting and questioning.’ Oh how so many times I’ve been there. And then a week later I wonder what is taking Him so long. He created time – it CANNOT take TOO long. 

And God said, “Let there be lights in the expanse of the sky to separate the day from the night, and let them serve as signs to mark seasons and days and years..” Genesis 1:14.

I think about what I look to for satisfaction. Usually when I’m looking, that means it’s probably going to be temporary. It usually means I’m going to have to go looking again really soon – which is exactly what Satan wants. He wants us to keep snagging the short-term answers. Or the ones that have no sense of loyalty or commitment. Yeah, they will certainly stay with you, but it’s not because a meaningful and loving relationship is being built around them.

When I pray about a situation, what am I expecting and who am I expecting the resolution or comfort to come from? If I am expecting satisfaction, but deny it’s capability by continuing to look – what does that say about the position of the Someone I’m supposedly trusting?

This week I read one of Oswald Chambers My Utmost entries talking about being satisfied. He said this: “The saint who is intimate with Jesus will never leave impressions of himself, but only the impression that Jesus is having unhindered way, because the last abyss of his nature has been satisfied by Jesus.”

I sure don’t know what the last abyss of my nature is, nor am I looking forward to finding it honestly, but I do know Whose impression I want to leave – and it’s not a 6’1″ brunetteish 26-year-old who has a thing for the paisley pattern.

Oh the path to becoming youier…much love.


5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ali
    Apr 23, 2010 @ 16:08:15

    Okay I’m a big fan of this post, firstly because it’s a flashback to SMAK… I actually get a song from this in my head pretty often, but it’s “Amon, he’s a bad bad king, he’s a bad bad king.” Remember??? And I think it was called Good KINGS Come In Small Packages… Just as weird, but a little different.


  2. Amye
    Apr 29, 2010 @ 09:32:17

    I love this. I also remember doing a play like that. My most vivid one is the one we did on Jonah and the song went NINININININ uh NININININNI DUM NININININNEVVVAAAHHH AAAHHHH. I will sing it for you later.

    Check out my latest blog on finding satisfaction in simplicity. I think you’ll like it.

    I love you, my beautiful friend. You are beautiful inside and out.


  3. Heather
    May 15, 2010 @ 22:32:08

    Haha! Jourdanf and Ali – Thanks so much for the info. I grew up in Mesquite and I don’t know if my friend went to First Baptist Garland or what, but she had a tape of that Good Kings… Musical. The only song I remembered was Bad, Bad King and the only line I really remembered was “Amon, he’s a bad bad king, he’s a bad bad king.” (Although, now that I read this, that Baal of Haa-a-ay part comes back to me too!!) I am now 26 and after ALL these years that STILL gets stuck in my head. It is seriously catchy, but it bugged me not knowing where these songs came from. Tonight it got stuck in my head again, and after a little googling I finally found an answer in your post! LOL! Thanks for helping to solve my own personal little mystery!


    • jourdanf
      May 16, 2010 @ 15:28:53

      Heather – that is hilarious! Of all songs…yeah, my sister and I were definitely involved in the FBC music ministry. So glad you figured out what the song was in your head. Keep checking up on my blog – I promise to post again very soon. Thanks for following!


  4. Rebecca
    May 19, 2010 @ 16:36:31

    Jourdy-still LOVE your blog-you can always make me laugh! 🙂 And your ability to remember the name of a musical you did as a kid amazes me.
    I love what you said about Satan trying to make us keep chasing after the short-term answers. I hate that feeling of always trying to chase what will fill me. I long to just be at peace! Love you friend


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