I want to talk about my husband Jason who is the worship leader of our church, Grace Church Shellharbour City. I consider him to be a very unconventional leader who doesn’t fit the western-pentecostal- charismatic image at all. In fact, we as husband and wife lead unconventionally ; Jase leads from the front and I lead from the back.
How did this happen? Well you can read about the tale here.
I don’t really want to dwell on the past but describe what has come to pass and how proud of Jason I am. Over the five years that he has been worship leader he has wanted to quit so many times that I really have lost count. He never chased this leadership role, yet has embraced it as the true worshipper that he is (except for the countless times that he has wanted to quit). What I am trying to say is that he is not one to chase after power, just God!!
Why has God kept him there?
I’ll tell you why
He is one who the Father seeks for as Jesus said “Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshippers will worship the Father in the Spirit and in truth, for they are the kind of worshippers the Father seeks.24God is spirit, and his worshippers must worship in the Spirit and in truth.” - John 4:23-24
He wakes every morning and worships God, he seeks others who want to worship God, he is faithful to God, family, church and he has allowed God to increase his vision so that we can record our own church album.
My husband is quiet, therefore quietly spoken and he is not business minded nor does he sprout out buzz words. He is who he is.
The other day I took a walk down to my local shopping centre when I noticed this tag
I was immediately struck by the prophetic nature of the image, so I took a pic and proclaimed 1 Peter 2:9 over the person who scribed it
9 But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession,that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.
I want to clarify that I do not condone tagging or criminal behaviour, yet looking at this tag gave me hope for this city. God loves the people who live in this post code and lets not forget it.
A week after capturing the tag we had our band fund-raiser so that we can purchase equipment to record our songs. I had no intention of doing any prophetic art but after the prompting of one of our church members I thought, what a good idea.
As I started painting that night, I had no clue about what I was going to create until God reminded me of the tag.
The image down the bottom is a big symbolic hug. Not only does Jesus want to call this post code his royal priest hood but he wants to give it a big Heavenly hug.
I’m glad that I captured the tag, as today it was gone. It was white washed over and as we all know, tagging is naughty.
This is the photo that started it off. Why did I choose this? Well it was looking at me and the memory surrounding the bunting was a good one. I made it as part of my birthday celebration in March. I found that having a party was a good excuse to do some event styling.
That was such a great night for me, as missing my 40th had a tinge of sadness. I also loved how all of my mates were together in the one room and the night showed me how far I had come through grief. I believe that night marked a whole new day for me. I’ve been in celebration mode ever since.
What do I celebrate?
My life, it is good. I come from a good family, I have a good family, I have good friends, I go to a good church, I have community around me, I am living the dream and my future is bright.
So now this bunting is on my curtain rod looking groovy and making me feel all gypsy like……….note, this is not a Pintrest fail.
Today I did something new. I stripped down to my bra and undies and had a soak in the ocean. It felt exhilarating, refreshing and a much-needed thing to do at the end of a big weekend.
Prior to having a refreshing soak in the ocean my heart was a bit sore as it had been wounded by a hurting individual who had struck out at my hubby and I for our parenting style.
Instead of ranting all over Facebook, I decided to write my thoughts down in my journal, then I thought I should go to the beach and have a talk to God. When I got to my destination this is what I saw.
How could you look at that and not dive in?
I then did the only sensible thing one must do in this situation and took my clothes off and dived in the water. I floated, soaked, sang and talked to God. As I was floating in the clear water I was imagining that I was floating in Gods love, immersed in his abundant forgiveness and healing. Feeling the bitterness disappear, replaced with the peace of Gods loving kindness.
Wow, what a day.
When you get wounded the worst thing to do, would be to pick up the arsenal of revenge and fire back. I want to follow Heaven’s blue print on this one, as it makes me feel so much better than before.
Yesterday I completed my 100 happy day challenge and I was kind of relieved. It was a great thing to do and really wasn’t that difficult , I just had to remember to do it each day.
Here is the link if you want to take a peak of my 100 photo’s
I have decided that a good writing exercise would be, for me to let each photograph inspire some writing. I won’t do it every day, maybe once a week and will put each post in the 100 happy day category. I’m looking forward to this, as it will help me stay consistent when writers block tries to muzzle in on my creative territory.
If you want to take the 100 happy day challenge, I highly recommend.
A couple of years ago I used to get annoyed when people would describe me as different or unusual. I don’t mean that I resist on being different but I was annoyed because for some reason this quality seemed to put me in a place where I was often made to feel underestimated. I do get it that people see me as a little quirky and I embrace that. It’s cool to be different.
So what was bothering me? As I mentioned before I often felt underestimated but in all fairness to others, I was underestimating myself.
When I started getting really poopy about this scenario I would simply go to God and ask Why am I getting so upset about this?? GRRRRR.
God heard my heart cry and began the healing process. Part of that was to just stop underestimating myself, to stop relishing in self-pity and embrace the quirky that God has made me to be.
I am quirky; hear me do heaps of stuff you never thought of doing………….ROAR
Today It doesn’t matter at all if I am underestimated as I know that my heart is healed. If I get judged, it’s okay. I saw a comical image of Jesus and he was saying to me “check this out Tamar, I’m dangling on the cross taking it all for you. everything babe, every false accusation, every nasty word that was directed your way, every stuff up you did and every soul crushing curse”.
I am free and my heart is full of joy. My Promotion comes from the favour of God and if God opens the door for me then no person can ever close it. I now move forward in confidence.
How can I describe all the awesome stuff that this happening in my life right now? It’s kind of difficult to sit and reflect without wanting to jump up and scream and shout “I’m living the dream people, I’m living the dream”
Any way calm down
The pantomime is nearly here and it’s been such an exciting and fun journey.