Saturday, January 12, 2008

it's strange what you take for granted.

it was a couple of days ago. wednesday, i believe. i was just feeling down for some reason and thinking about my dad. something felt like it was missing, and i couldn't figure it out.

it may be hard for you to understand, but my father was a truly peculiar man, historically speaking. very few men with his level of intimacy with god walk the earth. that's what made his preaching so spectacular and different. not just his ability to step aside and let the spirit say what it would say to the church, but also because when he spoke, he spoke not as a man speaking about something he studied. he spoke as a man sharing something that he had experienced. and this thing that he experienced would always make a huge smile cross his face and his voice swell to room filling proportions until somehow, his thoughts and words would drift back to the kingdom and our future and what a glorious treasure awaits us there and he would shout with joy.

preaching like that is awfully hard to come by. no one is going to learn that statement more than my mother who will now have to find another pastor for the first time in 46 years. my father's preaching was such that the first time erin heard him 12 years ago, before she ever came to "know god", she was so impressed with what he shared that she still remembers to this day what he spoke about. i'm sure many of you couldn't recall all of the points from your pastor's sermon last week...

and i sat under the same preaching for 18 years. and it was something i sorely took for granted when i had it.

but that's not what this post is about.

the sermon my father preached on that day was, "the effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much." and as i thought about this i realized what was missing. my father's prayers. i could actually feel their covering presence in my life now absent. which lets me know all the more that we need to pray for each other. so i want to share some needs in my life, and i would encourage you to share your needs here as well so we can lift each other up. i know i could sure use all the prayer i can get.

-erin and i need wisdom as we contemplate a new place to live. we are quickly becoming too big for our little apartment and could sure use some space to spread out! and of course, if we actually had a home, our gatherings could grow exponentially like a bala shark moving from a fishbowl to an aquarium. financing is also a concern, but somehow god always works those things out for us.

-should i go back to school?

-what track are we going to send zaavan on? he is old enough to begin kindergarten next fall.

much love to you all, thank you for your constant support and love of the peres family. we really, really appreciate it. you guys are swell.

and lastly, there has been an awful lot of tagging going on and, since i am rarely picked for such games, i do the same thing now as i have always done. play my own game. this feb. 29th, i am planning to post about how i became a blogger and my formative experiences in the realm of blogging as well as how my perspective of it has changed over the past couple of years. i would also LOVE to hear your stories on the same subject. but i smoke way too much to go around tagging people. leave you healthy folk to all that runnin' mess. if you would like to participate, please mark your calander and join in. if there are others out there whose stories you would like to know, invite them to join.

in other words: who are you? why are you here? how did you get here? and now that you're here, what do you think about it?

feb. 29th. see you there.


Valorosa said...

My prayers will never replace those of a loving earth father but you have them anyway.

As a pastor's wife, I hope your Mom will have a special place among the church folk.

I will pray with you to lift her and all of your family through your grief.

And as we pray, let's remember those who suffer and have noone to pray for them.

Nate said...

Maybe that is the emptiness I feel lately. I really haven't slept well. It seems that there is something that used to protect my sleep, and now it is gone. I do feel prayers, and see prayers. I know what life is like, and when prayer is interceding to make life go smoothly. Since life going smoothly is unusual, that is how I know prayer is there.

jON said...

she could easily stay in the town where she is, but having only moved there about 5 months ago, it doesn't truly feel like home. yet, the people in the congregation are being more than generous to her through this time. the prayers that she needs now, besides comfort, is true wisdom in knowing where to go.

as no other point in her life, she is now truly free with nothing to tie her down anywhere. and i think that kind of limitless freedom is a little overwhelming for her. my only prayer is that she find a place where she will be loved and connected.

nate, sometimes, SOMEtimes mind you, i find that my sleeplessness is a "samuel syndrome." god keeps calling in the night at a time when, if i were to answer, we would be completely alone together. this may or may not be the case for you. but, the next time you find yourself wide awake at 3am, it might not hurt to try getting up, going to your study place, and reading the bible or praying or both.

it doesn't happen often, but when it does, you'll be more than glad you got up for the meeting. plus, he doesn't really leave you alone until you go anyway...

Valorosa said...

Amen to the meeting place Jon ... I have found that true as well ... the Holy Spirit is, shall we say, a bit of a nag at times LOL

But I'm glad of it because He knows how weak my flesh is.