38 degrees Celcius! We started our prayer time on the land with communion. Some had salt, others olive oil... and we blessed the land, and asked God to consecrate it, set it apart, preserve it, purify it... etc. The kids had a salty oily good time.
The spiritual realm pays attention to such things :) All these metaphors are full of such deep rich truths/realities... like preaching to a church full of people about the light of the world while they are all sitting in the dark, or teaching about David's smooth little stones with gravel in every pew... I'm always looking to bring the metaphors to life, put them in people's hands, get thier senses involved with their hearts and minds... sometimes senses being a catalyst for the heart.
The scriptures speak of the aroma of Christ... to some the smell of life, to others the smell of death - at the temple, tabernacle, even shiloh - there were two scents all the time - burning flesh on the altar and insense in bowls wafting around the holy place... sacrifice and prayer, the scent of life and the scent of death....
I've been tempted to preach with a bbq on stage - burning racks of lamb beyond recognition and letting all that smoke fill the sanctuary... but most people wouldn't get it, let alone sit through it :)
not to mention the problems you'd have when you set off the sprinkler system, and the fire deparment came, though it would be really funny to see the looks on people's faces if that happened!
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salt, huh?
hmmm. Reminds me of a hot January day in Honduras....
38 degrees Celcius! We started our prayer time on the land with communion. Some had salt, others olive oil... and we blessed the land, and asked God to consecrate it, set it apart, preserve it, purify it... etc. The kids had a salty oily good time.
The spiritual realm pays attention to such things :) All these metaphors are full of such deep rich truths/realities... like preaching to a church full of people about the light of the world while they are all sitting in the dark, or teaching about David's smooth little stones with gravel in every pew... I'm always looking to bring the metaphors to life, put them in people's hands, get thier senses involved with their hearts and minds... sometimes senses being a catalyst for the heart.
The scriptures speak of the aroma of Christ... to some the smell of life, to others the smell of death - at the temple, tabernacle, even shiloh - there were two scents all the time - burning flesh on the altar and insense in bowls wafting around the holy place... sacrifice and prayer, the scent of life and the scent of death....
I've been tempted to preach with a bbq on stage - burning racks of lamb beyond recognition and letting all that smoke fill the sanctuary... but most people wouldn't get it, let alone sit through it :)
no man, go for the BBQ! They'd never forget that! Hope all is well. Would be great have a visit sometime this summer.
not to mention the problems you'd have when you set off the sprinkler system, and the fire deparment came, though it would be really funny to see the looks on people's faces if that happened!
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