Soul Ready or Not

  “Blow the shofar in Zion; sound an alarm on my holy mountain! Let all the inhabitants of the land tremble, for the day of the LORD is coming; it is near.” (Joel 2:1) Hebrew Focus The shofar, שׁוֹפָר, is a ram’s horn, and it is the oldest instrument in Scripture, sounded at Sinai, at Jericho, at the crowning of kings. The blast itself has a name: teruah, תְּרוּעָה, a broken, trembling, alarm-like sound, so central that the New Year is simply called Yom Teruah, “the Day of the Blast” (Numbers 29:1). There is the long, unbroken tekiah, and the shattered teruah, a cry with the sob left in. Here is the thing to feel tonight: the shofar has no words. It is not a sermon. It does not argue or explain. It is a raw sound that goes underneath your reasons and straight to the part of you that has fallen asleep. The great teacher Maimonides put the meaning plainly, that the shofar is saying: “Awake, you sleepers, from your sleep... examine your deeds, and return.“ The horn is an alarm clock f...

  I love Sundays it rhymes with Sundae yum yum. Some Sundays I dont want to go to church because I dont have the body voltage and I am working through stuff.  I am the type of person that hates to put on a mask anymore and pretend I am okay to please the public.   Unfortunately church these days there is a expectation to put on a happy clappy face and have no needs or problems - the prayer muscle is extremely limp whenever I have been in need and maybe that is good thing so that I rely only on King Jesus and not people? I ask God why there are not any mature Christians that know how to pray for hurting sick people, where are the prayer warriors?  I used to be the one praying for people at church even with the all the wounds I had and then I became very drained from mould and lymes and a weird mitochondrial illness - that I couldn't identify. Getting out the door took all my effort and church would wipe me out for days.  The saddest thing ever is that nobody...