Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Poem: John 16:29-33

John 16:29-33
By: Quina Parchment

"Ah, yes,
now we understand
You are God,
the omniscient,
sent from God,
and we believe."

"Do you now believe?
you will very soon
abandon Me,
you will
leave Me
alone.
Do you truly believe?
But My hope is not in you
and your faithfulness
My comfort comes
from My Father's presence
though you scatter
and leave Me alone
I will not be
alone.
And though I know
the certainty of your failing Me,
I have spoken these things
that in Me
you may have peace.
I want to give you My peace,
though you fail Me.
When you face tribulation
you will have peace
in Me,
for I have overcome
this world
and your unbelief."

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Honors Thesis Complete!

Song in mind --->  Joy

USF Honors College Thesis title (completed April 2011): 
God and Suffering: Engaging Two Methods of Interpretation to Analyze the Theological Perspectives and Purposes of Suffering Expressed in the Book of Job

If you would like to view the thesis, I would personally recommend you to only read Chapter 3 (Grammatical-Historical Critical Analysis of the Book of Job) because it strictly focuses on the book of Job and the themes of suffering and theology.

I will probably post segments of Chapter 3 (eventually) for the edification of whoever decides to read it...

Pictures (thanks, Mom!) of the thesis defense at USF (4/22/11):

the committee

Pastor Mike came :D

thankful for the support and encouragement :)

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Gollum/Smeagol = Old Me/New Me

more on indwelling sin (thanks to Sarah-Jo)...
LOTR

"Master looks after us now."
"What?"
"Leave now and never come back."
"No."
"Leave now and never come back!"


"So then, brothers, we are debtors, not to the flesh, to live according to the flesh..." (Romans 8:12)


Leah Smith song to go with it called "Monster"

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Poem: Hannah (1Samuel 1:1 – 2:11)

Hannah (1Samuel 1:1 - 2:11) 
By: Quina Parchment

The LORD had closed her womb,
He closed her womb
He did not keep Hannah from
unfulfilled desire
distress and hurt
He closed her womb.
He ordained her pain
            on her way to worship
            on her way to worship
Every year
was the same:
longing, no child
watching, no mercy from her rival
How could she eat?
She wept bitterly

How can You withhold
from me
my good desire
my good desire…

Her husband loved her
couldn’t understand,
wasn’t he enough?
wasn’t he enough?
worth more than ten sons?

All your food and wine
won’t fulfill me.

She arose
            Come.
She arose

I have no portion in this life
apart from You
I have no need to hide
my deep distress

I come.
She vowed a vow and said,
            Look on my affliction
            LORD of hosts
            Remember me,
                        I am Your servant
            Don’t forget me
                        I am Your servant
            If You’d grant me a son
                        for I am Your servant
            I will give Him to You
                        he will be Your servant

Take,
take
this desire that runs strong
in my veins
this desire
that hurts
good desire
unfulfilled
this pain
Take,
take my longing
and give it if You will
and I will give it back
in worship
for my desire is Yours
this too is for You

She wouldn’t leave her Master’s presence
Oh Hannah
            silent sister
Eli saw you
            but you saw only your God
            you saw only your God

My heart speaks
but no sound
comes from my mouth
My lips move
but no sound
comes from my mouth
My tears will worship
You will interpret groans

Eli took her as drunk
but she honestly confessed
her condition was much
more overwhelming
            My spirit is distressed

I will honestly say
where I am today
Why should a plastic mask conceal
my troubled soul
my troubled soul

I have been pouring out my soul
before the LORD
So here I am,
with great anxiety
and vexation
pouring out my soul
before the LORD

Oh Hannah,
            silent sister
            broken
            open
            pouring out your soul
Go in peace
May the God of Israel grant what you seek
May the God of Israel grant what you seek

I am also your servant,
servant of God,
May I find favor in your eyes
favor
though man consider me despised

I will arise
when you strengthen me
to stand and eat
for Your joy fulfills me
You are my portion
with nothing yet from Your hand
I will rejoice
I will arise
and worship
Early, I will worship
before You

She returned
And her husband knew her
God remembered her
Elkanah loved her
God did not forget her

I ordained
that you would be grieved
that you would want a good thing
want a good thing
And I would
more increasingly be
your everything
your every good thing
And I would be
            your portion
            your very good thing
And you would
run to me
your joy
your fulfillment
And you would not be
            deceived to believe
            your hope was in a gift
            for your hope is in Me
I ordained
            that you would worshipfully mourn
            and petition and see
            I hear your prayers
            and I am moved
            in My sovereignty
            I am moved
            and I remember you
            my servant,
            my servant
I am your good thing

She kept her vow
and her faith was proved genuine
she nursed her child
and gave him
back to the LORD

He is the greatest good
my joy
and my son, my Samuel,
will be His servant
I have been heard by God
and I am satisfied

I am known by God
and I am satisfied

Samuel
so young
he was the LORD’s
Hannah’s gift had come
and he was the LORD’s

No silence this time
she came
with a bull, flour, wine
her Samuel she gave
and the temple was filled with
loud praise
Eli worshipped
Hannah prayed

I must not
Withhold this thanks
I can’t
for what you’ve given me
has shown me
who You are
You’ve fulfilled me
I overflow with joy
not in the gift
but in Your salvation
yes,
Your holiness
perfect wisdom
sovereignty
omniscience
Your compassion
how You care for the lowly
You know me
Oh, You know me!
I exalt in Your strength
I worship You only!

The LORD had closed her womb
            silenced her voice
            opened her heart
            and her hand
He was her portion

Oh Hannah,
            silent sister
how you were heard
and remembered
by your Lord.