"Life happened. True, abundant life. Life touched by a freedom and grace that those in the Old Testament only dreamed of. See, the Resurrection—that moment when Jesus drew a breath in the dark of the tomb and his flesh and blood and bones reanimated—real flesh and bones, mind you—that moment changed the universe. It was the climax of the long crescendo that marked the change of the song from minor to major. Or from simple to complex. Or from darkness to a spray of refracted light."
-Andrew Peterson
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
[a long way to go]
After such a wonderful evening of fellowship and sharing and friendship and warmth.
After talking for so long about how Satan attacks us when we're weakest.
After all the reading and praying and seeking and begging.
It only takes a moment, a few words, a feeling bubbling out from the unconscious depths of my heart. Still alot of hurt down there... it's going to be some time before I finish digging it all out and giving it to my Father.
I know my life can't be lived this way any longer. I can't contain things anymore... need to let them go.
But He's the only one who can change me and change the habits of my poor, weak, hurting heart.
Lord, I need you.
After talking for so long about how Satan attacks us when we're weakest.
After all the reading and praying and seeking and begging.
It only takes a moment, a few words, a feeling bubbling out from the unconscious depths of my heart. Still alot of hurt down there... it's going to be some time before I finish digging it all out and giving it to my Father.
I know my life can't be lived this way any longer. I can't contain things anymore... need to let them go.
But He's the only one who can change me and change the habits of my poor, weak, hurting heart.
Lord, I need you.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
woodland magic
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I think mushrooms are so beautiful and just a little bit magical. They remind me of Redwall-esque talking animals and fairy rings and Narnia and the love of God. Because who else but a creative, beauty-loving God would create such gems of woodland perfection?
I think mushrooms are so beautiful and just a little bit magical. They remind me of Redwall-esque talking animals and fairy rings and Narnia and the love of God. Because who else but a creative, beauty-loving God would create such gems of woodland perfection?
Saturday, September 6, 2008
[ tonight ]
May I never lose the wonder,
The wonder of the cross.
May I see it like the first time
Standing as a sinner lost,
Undone by mercy and left speechless,
Watching wide eyed at the cost.
May I never lose the wonder,
The wonder of the cross.
The wonder of the cross.
May I see it like the first time
Standing as a sinner lost,
Undone by mercy and left speechless,
Watching wide eyed at the cost.
May I never lose the wonder,
The wonder of the cross.
Friday, September 5, 2008
hmm.
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