Mia Ton Sabbaton

There has been quite a bit of discussion on Passion Chronology this past week, with various views shared on forums and in the blogosphere. Some believe Yeshua died on Wednesday, some Thursday, some Friday. Most believe He rose on Sunday morning. Some believe He rose on Saturday evening. A few of us believe He rose just before dawn on Sabbath. The correct translation and interpretation of “mia ton sabbaton” is key. (Click on title of post for language forum discussion on this topic.) Regardless of your view, I hope we can all agree that indeed He is risen, and because He is risen, we can know, experientially, pardon for our sins and relationship with God. The lyrics to this Marty Goetz song are very meaningful to me. I wanted to share them with others. I highly recommend this music. See link below for song samples.

Risen Again (I Call You Friend, Marty Goetz)

I come here to proclaim He’s risen again, risen again
And there’s no other Name that’s given to men, given to men
By which they might enter Heaven.

I ask you to believe we’re nearing the end, nearing the end
I ask you to receive Him and the help that He’ll lend
In these Last Days
The blessings He’ll send
Will surely amaze you

I know it’s hard to suspend all your reasons
But try to pretend He’s in all that you do
And you may find it’s true
Though you never knew

Anything I know that’s in any way good
Surely He put in my head
No matter where I go
If it’s the way that I should
It’s purely His foot that lead
I am nothing apart from Him
He’s my heart
He’s why I live
He’s all I’ll ever have to give

And I rejoice to tell you
He’s coming again, coming again
Oh hear His voice He’ll tell you
Be born again
I stand at the door
I want to enter
Know that I’m for you

He wants you just to surrender your will
And to trust He’s a friend
He’ll do all He can do
And He won’t be through
Till all is new

Anything I am that’s in any way right
Was wrought by His skillful hand
No matter who I am
When I stand in His light
I know I will understand
I am something when I’m with Him
In my heart, now I can see
He’s all I ever dreamed would be

And if I can’t admit
He’s risen again, risen again
Then I am to be pitied
More than all men, more than all men
For my hope has all been in vain.

But I know that He’s risen
Yes I know that He’s risen
I know that He’s risen again
I know that He’s risen again.

martygoetz.com

Forum Fellowship

Notice: There is a very active forum at CARM with something for everyone, even my atheist friends. The Messianic Judaism section is ablaze with discussion, and there seems to be freedom to post within reasonable moderated guidelines. Some of the hot topics under discussion right now are these:

Daniel 9
"Holy Week"
Gentile Circumcision
Early Church Fathers
Celebrating Messiah's Resurrection

There are also discussions on Atheism and just about every other religious persuasion, as well as secular topics of discussion.

Dan and Marc are here, and at least one other that I recognize from TR Forum days.

I just joined. Hope others will join also. I greatly miss forum fellowship and in-depth discussions.

CARM Discussion Forum

Passover Flower

On March 8, I had a strange dream, which I posted on one of the blogs I frequent, as we were talking about dreams at the time. I was able to retrieve the post:

"I saw a pretty, potted, cheerful looking flower on display....with wings! The flower was flapping its wings. I wondered if it could fly. I thought it was really neat so decided to come back later and buy it. When I returned, the flower was wilted and dying. I asked, "What happened? Where are the wings?" I was told that the wings had flown away."

I wondered what the interpretation of the dream could be. It seemed meaningful in some way.

Now what are the odds that a month later while shopping for my Passover supplies at a grocery store in Valparaiso the song, "I Believe I Can Fly" would waft in over the speaker system just as I was looking for a plant for my Passover table. Most of them had "Happy Easter" signs in them. No thanks. Then I noticed a wonder.......a cheerful yellow flower in a pot, slightly wilted. I looked closer. The tag said it was a Gerbera Daisy. I looked even closer. There were TWO flowers integrated together on one stem, like siamese twins! How odd and beautiful. Of course, I brought it home. I've got it next to me. It is not doing well. Very wilted now. It looks like it is bowing in humble prayer and supplication. It is reminding me of the gourd in the Book of Jonah. Is it only going to live for a day?

I thought it was just an ordinary type of daisy, but found out this is an exotic, sensitive plant from Africa and does poorly adapting to change. It probably did not like the breezy air and sunshine at 50 degrees today, or the overwatering, and it may have a powdery mildew problem. I know nothing about plants. I usually buy jonquils or other varieties I can plant outdoors.

I'm kind of attached to this unusual flower. Is it okay to talk to flowers? When I lift up its head, it looks like a face with two eyes. I will save the bloom as a dry flower if it does not make it. I don't know what to do to keep it alive and help it prosper. I don't think it liked the Matisyahu music I was playing today while I looked for leaven in the kitchen cabinets. Maybe it prefers Bruce Cohen and Kol Simcha.

My husband called and asked for his paperwork for his trip. I gave him the phone number and contact person. You won't believe the name of the contact person:

Dee Wieduwilt

Why'd you wilt, O African Daisy? And what is the meaning of all this?

Unbelievable coincidences. Truth is stranger than fiction.

Have a blessed Passover season everyone.