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Name: Jason Scott
Country: United States
State: Tennessee
Metro: Chattanooga
Birthday: 9/17/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: I like acappella music, thick and crunchy. Any choral music well done is good. I like to believe that one day I will fly an airplane and I also would like to finish getting my Comercial Driver's License some time soon.
Expertise: I don't know a lot about much of anything, but I would like to become an expert on choral conducting and directing. But even more important and incomprehensable that that, I would like to begin to understand the God who Loves me.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Research
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Member Since:
7/28/2005
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| A long post lies below, for those who care to read...
PS- for more regular updates... VISIT MY NEW BLOG! (the address is in the title bar 
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| God is so good to me! This trip to Honduras or Job or missions
opportunity or whatever you may please to call it, has been just what I
have needed. God has shown me so much grace through this opportunity
and He is daily reassuring me of His calling upon my life.
This
morning (and many times as of late), I have been focused on the Baptism
in the Holy Spirit and the gifts of the Spirit and what the Bible says
about them as apposed to what we humans have said (consciously or
otherwise) about them. So often we are quick in thinking that the Holy
Spirit "manifests" itself in certain predictable ways. Where does this
come from? Where does the "Doctrine of Falling out in the Spirit" come
from? I can assure you that it is nowhere in the Bible! It is not
listed among the gifts of the Spirit or any such place in Acts or any
of the epistles. We make things up.
Please don't get me wrong; I completely affirm that many of these "manifestations" that we have mentally categorized and even canonized in our pentecostal upbringing are from God (or at the very least started that way). But often times we have so separated the gift of Baptism in the Holy Spirit from it's job and purpose and fulfillment
in our lives that we have such a purposeless and meaningless
Christianity. Pastor Cymbala (of the Brooklyn Tabernacle) writes much
about this in his book Fresh Power.
First
of all, where does this gift come from? (And by gift, I'm speaking of
any manifestation of the Power of the Holy Spirit, whether spoken of
specifically in the Bible or otherwise) Without a doubt it comes from
God if it is good and not false!
Secondly, for what purpose is
it given? FOR THE PURPOSES OF THE KINGDOM!! These gifts are not in
anyway for ourselves and our own selfish gain! How selfish and piously
self-righteous of us to say that the very Power of the Kingdom of God is for our own purpose or to make ourselves feel good, and yet have no change in the very character and nature of our church body? How utterly foolish!
How
can we possibly divorce this Power from it's specific, unalterable
purpose in the Kingdom of God? If we are Baptized in the Spirit, where is the fruit of that encounter, that indwelling?
We can rest assured that God's Power is not something that is
purposeless. I submit to you this test when someone claims to have
been Baptized in the Spirit or filled with God's Power: Where is the
fruit of that Power? What is that Power for? And how can someone have
(or exhibit) power without it being for some purpose?
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This is what I have been begging from God. I so greatly and desperately want this power! And God forbid that
I should want it for the same reason that many in the American
Pentecostal church have wanted it. God forbid that I want it for the
same reason that Simon (the former sorcerer), who was a Christian, wanted this power! I want it for the very purpose that it was first given out; to expand the Kingdom of God.
I
don't have to wonder if there is some gift that God has for me that
might help me as I do my best to fight for His Kingdom... I know so! I know that there is a Power which is real and genuinely supernatural which God does want
to give to me. So many times we want to lesson this Power and say that
it is nothing more than the Power of the conviction of sin which all
sinners must have before they are brought to Christ. And for sure,
that is a part of this Power; and for sure, that is supremely
supernatural. But what else is there? Doesn't the very definition of
the word "Supernatural" denote something so much deeper and stronger
and higher and wider and even more tangible than
that? Love is a very wonderful and Holy thing... but when I look in
Webster's dictionary or do my best to study some foreign, Greek term...
doesn't the word mean more than that? Doesn't it have some better
significance than a simple encounter? I have to admit that even the
most "simple" encounter with God is most definitely supernatural, but I
also am forced to believe that the supernatural doesn't stop there.
And I so desperately want it. I so desperately long for the fullness of the gifts of the Spirit and all of them! Not for my own sake, but for the very sake of God Himself! Isn't it His kingdom that I desire to preach? Isn't it His Kingdom that I am [hopefully] working so hard for? If I have something for myself, what good is it? What possible purpose can it serve? Only a simple, finite, minute purpose which diminishes to nothing in the grand scheme of eternity.
No! I refuse to believe that I am worth anything
apart from God Himself. And likewise, there can be nothing in my
possession which is of any use or any purpose large or small when it is
serving some purpose of my own. Things are only worthwhile when they
are in service to my Lord and Savior. What other purpose is there?
What else is there to live for? Nothing!
But at the same time; what wonder and majesty and mystery and bliss there
is in the service of Him who calls us! Oh how beautiful and grand a
purpose for which we are made! How wonderful He is, and how blessed we
are to be allowed in His service! | | |
| So much to do, and so little time!
Actually, I'm not extremely busy, but busy enough, you know? Today I almost finished making my wall posters. I made them in faith that I will be given a room to hang them up in... we'll see. Actually they're building three classrooms out back and one of them should belong to me, but they have to finish before I can move in 
I'm getting more and more excited. I still don't know how much I'll be living on (money) or exactly what grade levels I'll be teaching or my schedule. I do however know that I'll be teaching Bible, which is fairly exciting.
Actually, it's all exciting for me.
PS- Was that enough details, Mom?
PPS- I think those flags are a little too much for me... | | |
| Well now, that really depends on who's asking. At Central A/G, I was one of the pianists from time to time before I went to college (and even at times when I would return). The same is true this past year at FUMC, I would play piano sometimes while Luke played beautifully on the guitar. So, I guess if you were someone from one of the churches I attended, I would say, "Yes, I play the piano a little bit." Hey, why not? I've been taking lessons since I was in the 4th grade.
HOWEVER, if you were someone from Lee, I would have to imphatically say no. I'm not really a pianist, and I figured that out as soon as I heard a few of the real pianist, the piano majors that had been playing since they were 5 years old before they were ever in school. So for my entire time at Lee, I rarely (if ever) told anyone that I played the piano. If they asked, I wouldn't feel bad saying that I didn't play or if I was forced to admit it, I would quickly add that I didn't play well and couldn't really read piano music to save my life.
And so it goes with the ever increasingly important question asked here: "Hables Espanol?"
No, no hablo espanol. | | |
| Ok, so Mrs. Jorgensen told me about getting an International Driver's License from AAA.
The problem is that my TN commercial DL was going to be going bad very soon and I needed to get my Alabama license reinstated.
Guess where I was all day... and the examiner that was working to help me on her computer had the hardest time trying to figure out what to do about it all.
I was supposed to spend today packing, but so much for that! Maybe I'll get a bunch packed this evening; at least I better, because tomorrow is my last full day in Huntsville! | | |
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