Burn Band one more at UKCMC

You probably don’t hear much of the Burn Band, at least not here not yet. Here’s one more from the UK CMC show.

You’re the Love

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New day

I woke to new day #4 feeling a little heavy, mostly just because of my concerns for the needs of my family and the unknowns of how I will be providing for them.  Then I started reading…. where Paul told the body to be devoted to prayer, watchful and thankful. Col 4:2

Keep reading.  When he mentioned his (and his ministry partners) personal needs it was all about an “open door for our message” and his ability to proclaim it clearly. You know what it’s like when the Holy Spirit comes in the room and settles in to counsel with you? The hair is still standing on the back of my neck.

This is what Janelle and I have always believed our calling to be about, and if so then why wouldn’t we welcome God to make everything in our life supportive of this purpose. Oh sure, it was easier when we were twenty and we could live in our car, but the only thing that has changed is us. The call of God is still the same, and the need for it is greater. Maybe the situation we were in before was a closed door for the message … and God is answering our prayer right now.

My heart is so full of worship. What an amazing God.

Goodbye Larry.

Larry Norman died on Feb 24, his brother Charles posted this message LarryNorman.com the following day from Larry:

“Our friend and my wonderful brother Larry passed away at 2:45 Sunday morning. Kristin and I were with him, holding his hands and sitting in bed with him when his heart finally slowed to a stop. We spent this past week laughing, singing, and praying with him, and all the while he had us taking notes on new song ideas and instructions on how to continue his ministry and art.

“Yesterday afternoon he knew he was going to go home to God very soon and he dictated the following message to you while his friend Allen Fleming typed these words into Larry’s computer:

I feel like a prize in a box of cracker jacks with God’s hand reaching down to pick me up. I have been under medical care for months. My wounds are getting bigger. I have trouble breathing. I am ready to fly home.

My brother Charles is right, I won’t be here much longer. I can’t do anything about it. My heart is too weak. I want to say goodbye to everyone. In the past you have generously supported me with prayer and finance and we will probably still need financial help.

My plan is to be buried in a simple pine box with some flowers inside. But still it will be costly because of funeral arrangement, transportation to the gravesite, entombment, coordination, legal papers etc. However money is not really what I need, I want to say I love you.

I’d like to push back the darkness with my bravest effort. There will be a funeral posted here on the website, in case some of you want to attend. We are not sure of the date when I will die. Goodbye, farewell, we will meet again.

Goodbye, farewell, we’ll meet again
Somewhere beyond the sky.
I pray that you will stay with God
Goodbye, my friends, goodbye.
—Larry