When we join our hands together, the world will see the cross. (Thanks to reader Kimberly McCarthy --@Kmac4him -- for sharing this photo after she read this post.)
My prayer is not for them alone. I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message, that all of them may be one, Father, just as you are in me and I am in you.
~ John 17:20-21
by Toni Birdsong Mother Teresa said if we have no peace it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.
She understood that changing the world—really changing the world—isn’t a solo sport. And so it goes with sharing your faith online.
Getting people to follow you, post on your blog, or give you a few dozen “likes” a day isn’t going to bring the world to repentance; nor will upping your Klout score fling wide the gates of heaven. But what if believers worked together online? What if we were firing on all cylinders instead of just a few?
What if our collective Love made people stop in their digital tracks. And stare. At Him.
By Toni Birdsong It feels good to be with friends. We feel loved around people who affirm and encourage us. And, we feel safe—even empowered—when we strike the sweet, unmistakable note of common ground. For Christians, fellowship in the body of Christ can be one of the purest, most powerful forces we experience here on earth.
But what happens when we spend all of our time with people just like us when we log online? Blinders form. Exclusion creeps in. Well-worn digital paths emerge. Soon, we become blind to the brokeness and deaf to the need that pulsates around us.
As believers, we have three callings while we walk the earth:
To know God and enjoy His presence personally. Deut. 4:29-31
To worship God and grow within a body of believers. Phil. 2:1-4
To share God’s Truth and love with the people who still don’t know Him. Acts 1:8
. . . my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live. Psalm 63:3-4
I have beheld Your power and Your glory. The times we’ve shared together have planted a trust and an awe deep within me. I can trust You to guard my heart from anything coming my way today.
When the storms come, You will enfold me in a safe place. You are holy, and I, too, desire to be holy. I claim my inheritance and walk boldly in the new life You’ve given me. I don’t just believe in You, Lord; I believe You—every word and every promise. Therefore, I will never walk alone.
Your Word is a lamp to my feet and to my thoughts in this dark land. I stand in Your power—and declare war against the accuser online today. You are the God that crumbled Jericho; the God who cracked open the sea; and the God who ripped the veil once and for all. There is nothing that can separate me from the power of Your love in the Land of Shiny Things. Nothing. Amen. ~Toni Birdsong
What is your prayer for today? Please add your prayer below.
Post/Tweet this today: You are the God that crumbled Jericho; the God who cracked open the sea. There’s nothing you won’t do for me. #LiveSticky
by Toni Birdsong It’s way too easy to light up your computer or mobile phone each day without even thinking. Sending an email, posting a tweet, or rattling off a digital reply becomes ordinary, kind of like background music.
But that’s where those of us who have agreed to drop our nets and follow Christ need to stop and pause . . . as the world stampedes past.
There’s nothing ordinary about the words that come from our mouths or the thoughts we share online, especially if they are God’s words. My spiritual mentor and uncle, Frank Kenyon, taught me: “no matter how long you’ve been a Christian, you should always tremble when called to speak or teach the Word of God.”
Uncle Frank went to heaven at 90 carrying the Truths of a worn-out bible and a torch of reverence for the Word of God now burns in my heart.
I know what I’m doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for. Jer. 29:11, The Message
by Toni Birdsong
A love letter from the Father . . .
Ah, I know this place well; it’s the living room of your heart. Everything is in its place; lovely and laced with consideration. Here you present the beautiful, useful, ordered life others see.
But today this room is empty and only I, your Father, know where to find you. I head upstairs, open the small, hidden door, and gently climb into the attic of your heart. Where we sit. For hours. And talk. Or not. Sometimes, we weep. This is where we work it out. Just you and I.
A secret exuberance lives here; and even though it’s dark and dusty, it’s where hope begins to sprout. Surrounded by boxes overstuffed with regret, and others filled with what ifs and dreams neatly folded, indeed beloved, this is where we work it out. Just you and I.
You see a failure. I see fighter. You see as a mess. I see amazing in the making.
Wake up, my heart! Wake up, O lyre and harp! I will wake the dawn with my song. Psalm 57:8, NLT
By Tami Heim
Early in the morning the reception between here and heaven feels wide open and remarkably clear. Before you rush into the busyness of another day, make certain your meeting with Him is the one you don’t miss.
Divinely programmed in the routine sequence of time, morning arrives every day. Whether you consider yourself a morning person or not – sunrise signals something new, a fresh start, movement forward, and the reality you are one day closer to home. You sense God has a fondness for the morning. He deliberately ordered it before evening, filled it with light, wrapped it in promises, and even revealed His resurrected Son in it.
“Let us not glide through this world and then slip quietly into heaven, without having blown the trumpet loud and long for our Redeemer, Jesus Christ. Let us see to it that the devil will hold a thanksgiving service in hell, when he gets the news of our departure from the field of battle.” ~C. T. Studd
by Toni Birdsong It’s messy, this war. The shrapnel of flesh and bone is nowhere to be found; still the death toll rises. Dark and light come to blows in a fiery clash and the battlefield rattles beneath our boots. The arms we bear—love, mercy, grace—have brought rebels to ruin and taken down Kings.
Today, you’ve been chosen to meet with the Almighty.
Today, you’ve been anointed to war like David and preach like Paul.
Today, you’ve been given victory over the perimeters of heaven.
Take up your arms:
Examination & Prayer. Read 2 Corinthians 13:5.
Forgiveness & Cleansing. Read 1 John 1:9.
An Undivided Heart. Read I Chronicles 28:9.
The Word. Read Proverbs 4:13.
Fellowship. Read Hebrews 10:25.
The Crown. Read 1 Corinthians 9: 24-25.
Can you feel the war that wages around you? What weapons have you chosen?
Post/Tweet this: We bear arms of Love that have brought rebels to ruin and taken down Kings. War on, beloved. #LiveSticky
1. And my God will meet all your needsaccording to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:19
2. Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
3. I urge, then, first of all, that requests, prayers, intercession and thanksgiving be made for everyone—for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness. 1 Timothy 2:1-2
Confession is so difficult a Discipline for us partly because we view the believing community as a fellowship of saints before we see it as a fellowship of sinners. We come to feel that everyone else has advanced so far into holiness that we are isolated and alone in our sin.
We could not bear to reveal our failures and shortcomings to others. We imagine that we are the only ones who have not stepped onto the high road to heaven. . . .But if we know that the people of God are first a fellowship of sinners we are freed to hear the unconditional call of God’s love and to confess our need openly before our brothers and sisters. We know that we are not alone in our sin. The fear and pride which cling to us like barnacles cling to others also.
In acts of mutual confession we release the power that heals.
Our humanity is no longer denied but transformed. — Richard Foster, Celebration of Discipline
Do you have trouble confessing your failures and shortcomings to other believers? Why or why not?
Post/Tweet this today:
In acts of mutual confession we release the power that heals. – R. Foster #LiveSticky
I love the spoken word, the written word, and the everlasting Word. That God would tap a misfit like me to communicate His sticky message of love to others is proof of His amazing grace. It's my joy to help you dig up, demystify, and, debunk the tech speak so together, we can #LiveSticky online—for Him. Here's a little more of my story.
I’m a child of the liberating King; soaked in grace, living to serve, and loving others along the way. I long for the utter relief of holiness and grateful I’ve not been left here to get there on my own. Believing whole-heartedly that He qualifies the called, I’ve accepted this assignment as a digital scribe for such a time as this. Here's a little more of my story.
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