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Jan 10, 2012
(via ko-i)
Dec 27, 2011
Why do you say, O Jacob,Isaiah 40:27-41
and complain, O Israel,
“My way is hidden from the LORD;
my cause is disregarded by my God”?
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
Dec 8, 2011
Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge.Psalm 62:5-8
Nov 28, 2011
IF ONLY —
but the Lord tells me to be content
when compared with calvary, or just compared with the lives of most people in the world, i don’t have anything to complain about.
Nov 14, 2011
(Source: drugs-ahoy, via ko-i)
Nov 6, 2011
what in the world is God doing with my life?
in-between everything and feeling stuck.
i really, really wish i could stop working and go to school again
or do something less meaningless
or learn to be more long-suffering
…something.
Oct 16, 2011
something i miss:
staying up late with tea and reading Saki or Shirley Jackson. their words bite and made my throat tighten with surprise and the special recognition that is usually reserved for a sardonic joke between old friends.
now time is passing by so fast its all a blur.
temporarily working in SF for the next six months
i need some waterproof shoes.
Oct 16, 2011
(via ko-i)
Oct 8, 2011
Dealing with burning issues without being rooted in a deep personal relationship with God easily leads to divisiveness because, before we know it, our sense of self is caught up in our opinion about a given subject. But when we are securely rooted in a personal intimacy with the source of life, it will be possible to remain flexible without be relativistic, convinced without being rigid, willing to confront without being offensive, gentle and forgiving without being soft, and true witnesses without being manipulative.
Henri J. M. Nouwen In The Name Of Jesus
via sds: thecommoncup
(via christianity)
(via christianity)
Oct 3, 2011
Who can discern his errors? Forgive my hidden faults. Keep your servant also from willful sins; may they not rule over me. Then will I be blameless, innocent of great transgression.Psalm 19:12-13
Sep 24, 2011
GOD first, life second. =): The Master's Hand
The Master’s Hand‘Twas battered and scarred and the auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin,
But he held it up with a smile.
“What am I bid, good folk?” he cried.
“Who’ll start the bidding for me?
A dollar, a dollar … now two … only two …
Two dollars, and who’ll make it three?
“Three dollars once, three dollars twice,
Going for three” … but no!
From the room far back a gray-haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow.
Then wiping the dust from the old violin
And tightening up the strings,
He played a melody pure and sweet,
As sweet as an angel sings.
The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said, “What am I bid for the old violin?”
As he held it up with the bow.
“A thousand dollars … and who’ll make it two?
Two…two thousand, and who’ll make it three?
Three thousand once and three thousand twice …
Three thousand and gone!” said he.
The people cheered, but some exclaimed
“We do not quite understand …
What changed it’s worth?” and the answer came:
” ‘Twas the touch of the master’s hand.”
And many a man with soul out of tune
And battered and scarred by sin
Is auctioned cheap by the thoughtless crowd
Just like the old violin.
But the Master comes, and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul, and the change that is wrought
By the touch of the master’s hand.
O Master! I am the tuneless one
Lay, lay Thy hand on me,
Transform me now, put a song in my heart
Of melody, Lord, to Thee!
Myra Brooks Welch
Jul 12, 2011
sitting at a table with a missionary to my left and to my right. they probably wouldn’t call themselves missionaries, but since they are going to do cross-cultural gospel work for the next year, i guess that makes them missionaries. we happen to be the same age, and that means we are pretty young.
don’t have anything profound to say about it; i think truth is terribly ego bruising, and God only gives it to us a bit at a time alongside large helpings of his blessings and peace. so being given the great privilege of ministering to people is overshadowed by a small, dark morsel of truth, that is, our complete inadequacy and inability to love people who don’t care a whole lot about us
i am thinking about Samuel when he is pretty young. lying in the dark, and being woken three times by a voice callling his name. three times going readily to Eli, saying “Here I am.” and he thinks he is answering the call from a dying prophet only to find out it is an entirely other thing.
learning to discern the truth through other’s wisdom and then through his own acquired understanding. these things take time.
Jul 11, 2011
Transformation is not optional but mandatory for Christians. This was Lewis’s consistent position. After all, he had undergone his own transformation, discovering “depth under depth of self-love and self admiration” (as he told Arthur right at the beginning of his Christian pilgrimage) and submitting to the lifelong discipline of being purged of such sin. We must die in order to live, lose our lives in order to find them, give up what we think of as ourselves in order to gain our true selves. And this is the most difficult of tasks: as Eustace discovers, our best efforts at self-understanding and self-correction are but feeble; the revelation of who we really are must come from without, and when it does come it devastates us. Then the sin and folly of even our noblest labors and wisest words appear before us with a heartbreaking clarity. For Lewis, Christian unity begins with the recognition that we have all, like Eustace, through our pride and selfishness, made ourselves into dragons. We must then understand that we cannot undragon ourselves—we lack the strength—and after that we must accept that God is ready and willing to undragon us, if we will but allow Him to do so. For Lewis, only those who share this picture of the human predicament and its cure can join together in true unity—can really, and not just nominally, become members of one another in a single Body.Alan Jacobs, The Narnian: The Life and Imagination of C. S. Lewis (p 219)
(Source: sds, via christianity)
Jun 18, 2011
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