January 04 - Action

First of all, Happy Birthday to my sister. She is still 3 years older than me. I am about to give up in trying to become the older sibling. In all my 25.9 years, I have yet to gain even a second on her...


I'm not going into much detail here. The song you hear on the video goes with the rest of the blog. This week has been a great jumpstart to 2011 for my physical life, as well as my spiritual life. I hope yours is as well...

I have one request from you. It's a very simple and basic request. Go to your iTunes store. Search for "Actions Speak Louder" by Swoope and purchase it (0.99). This is a song about third world poverty (specifically in Sudan). Lack of food. Lack of shelter. Lack of safety, but the understanding that no one will be in lack of Christ. 100% of the proceeds go to His Voice Global, which will in turn build an orphanage in an unsafe and hardly livable area. After the song downloads, play it and read along with the lyrics. It's the least we can do...


If I'm honest. I'm tired, hungry, I'm frustrated, all of the above.
A little sore from civil war when all I seen was blood.
I shed tears, heartbroken, all I need is love.
I'm drowning fast in my sorrow, all of me is flood.
I've seen hurt, seen death, seen slaughter. 
Now I need some clean water, all I see is mud.
It's like nobody out there cares 'cause all I see is shrugs.
It's like nobody out there hears 'cause all their ears is plugged.
(Psalm 34)
Man I'm feeling like a lion whose hungry and weak,
So it's the mighty God of Zion who humbly I seek.
I stumble and weep, with the tears running from cheeks.
Each moment I wonder if He will ever so subtly speak.
And I'm confident He will so I'm confidently still,
Deliver me from sickness Lord conquer what is ill.
I still stand, and when I'm rescued is His choice...
I stand still and know my refuge is His voice...

We are Your hands. We are Your feet.

It's time for us to stand now, because we love you Sudan.

Actions speak louder, louder than words.

Put our prayers in motion and bring Heaven on Earth,
Lets bring Heaven on Earth...

God, today another home somebody owned is now a puddle.
Why the rain came, I wonder while they wander through the rubble.
Why me? Why now? Should I think? Why not?
Is everything against me to take everything I got?
Someone got out bed this morning some got off the floor.
Some went off to work this morning some went off to war.
Some ate half a plate and trashed it just to get some more,
but trust me that’s not an option in places like Darfur.
Vision blurry as the skies cries like my eyes,
In despair I cast my cares as I cry to the sky.
I never hope in man, though some are willing they’re unable,
But I’m the kind who’ll be fine with crumbs from the Master’s table.
I know this situation hasn’t caught you by surprise.
In fact it’s with faith I choose to walk instead of sight.
I know that You love ‘em, since the womb you knew them,
And You never forget, so may the grace that drew ‘em, renew ‘em.

We are Your hands. We are Your feet.

It's time for us to stand now, because we love you Sudan.

Actions speak louder, louder than words.

Put our prayers in motion and bring Heaven on Earth,
Lets bring Heaven on Earth...

I don't have the words to articulate,
the way you let me drown in your never ending grace.
How my crimes are covered and washed away in blood.
There is nothing in me conditioning you to make you love.
I can't attract, impress or try to win Your heart,
but You give it all and You been involved,
and Your never change even when I'm wrong.
Your love still goes on to make an atonement.
Love infinite and unconditional.
Nothing can separate us, cause now I live in You.
There is no amount that can calculate Your divine love.
Its so much that Christ was given to die for us.
Its stronger than death, deeper than the ocean.
Bigger than the night sky, the earth could never hold it.
And it's not impulsive, its holy and pure.
It's not a weakness or soft. It's sharp as a sword...


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Proverbs 28:27 "He who gives to the poor will lack nothing, but he who closes his eyes to them receives many curses".


When I first read this verse, I automatically thought that if I give to the poor, I will get money in return. Why do I think like that? Why do we think like that? As I caught myself in that materialistic viewpoint, I realized, that is not at all what King Solomon intended on people viewing that verse as. It is our duty to give, as Christ gives and how He gave. I deeply respect those individuals and groups that travel to third-world places to spread the love of God. Whether it be in medical, or material, or in spiritual, that is the work that God has called us to do. Now, obviously not everyone can go...but we can all give. I can give time...in prayer. I can give supplies...in finance. I can give my help...in energy. 


The second part of this verse hits home. It basically says, Chris closes his eyes to them...and receives many curses. Wow. That's deep. Do I believe a hex or spell has been cast upon me in this curse? Absolutely not. Do I believe that my Father is sad and disappointed to see that all I have been given is for my own glory and not for his children who have nothing. Absolutely. Everything I have comes from God. I owe it all to Him. I don't deserve His love. None of us do. Amazingly, though, He still gives it...regardless of our selfish actions. God gave His Son as a sacrifice. Jesus said "okay" and went along with it. That is action...now it's my turn to share that.


Actions Speak Louder