Taking a Chance on YHVH

A couple of weeks ago I was lamenting on how challenged I felt. There is just too much going on in the world. I felt as though I was unable to comprehend. To top it off, I (we) gave the keys to the sanctuary to people we had not met yet. It’s all in my last blog, so I will spare you the reruns.

James 1:3 for you know that the testing of your trust produces perseverance.

The Peregrinnatti were coming to hold a week of worship. A gathering of worship leaders and dancers and musicians, etc. to Kol haMashiach. What can possibly go wrong? Why was I initially on edge? The Father very plainly told me to be quiet and enjoy.

Matthew 13: 16-17 16 But you, how blessed are your eyes, because they see, and your ears, because they hear! 17 Yes indeed! I tell you that many a prophet and many a tzaddik longed to see the things you are seeing but did not see them, and to hear the things you are hearing but did not hear them.

So, it happened. For me, it made all the difference in being able to remain calm in the midst of the storm. In the first week, yes, the first week, we had the benefit of Brad Scott who just happened to be scheduled at the same time as the worshippers. We also had a memorial service on the Friday (Erev Shabbat) afternoon for members who had been taken abruptly. That too is in a blog if you want to visit it. And during the course of this occasion, I watched as equipment was moved about, chairs were assembled and reassembled. Food was prepared, maintenance was rendered, and everything and anything was a target for change. What in the world was I thinking? I am loving it! 

 

Oh, did I say this was all in the first week? Yes! There was a second week. And it just kept getting better and better. My little dogs even enjoyed it! They looked forward to going to Shul to visit with the people; the people who were only going to spend a week with us. Thank You Father for making me obedient. 

 

If my memory is correct, we were privileged to be on the receiving end of the worship for a day or so after two weeks, not just one! Nothing to do but be there. What a strengthening experience. The gifts of the congregation came alive. YHVH does not give us gifts to put in the closet. He wants us to share with all His people what He has bestowed upon us. I was told several times that I need to “let His people go”. Let the musicians come alive, the singers come alive, the dancers come alive, the flags and banner people come alive, the readers come alive; in other words, let everything that has breath, praise YHVH! I did not know that I may be the one holding them back. Please Father; forgive me should this be true. I am executing a course change.

Abba, while You are addressing that issue, would You also tell all the worshipers to not hesitate. Let everyone know that Psalm 150 is a commandment! And not just to read, but to do at all times and in all places, Praise Your Holy Name!

Thank You for granting me a deeper sense of Your Will for us all. Thank You for carrying me through the good times and the not so good times. I now realize without doubt, You have created me for such a time as this. I now feel a little closer and my question of “Do I have faith?” is answered with “You betcha!”. There is no such thing as taking a chance on YHVH. There is such a thing as having trust and faith in the Word. That is where true Shalom comes from.

Matthew 17:21 21 "Not everyone who says to me, `Lord, Lord!' will enter the Kingdom of Heaven, only those who do what my Father in heaven wants.

Praise Yah!

 In Yeshua’s mighty and awesome name, Amein!

Shalom and shalom, 

Pinchas, 

a/k/a Frankly speaking all the time…