Wednesday, December 23, 2009
WHOOP!
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Monday...nope...Tuesday
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Dear ____,
Thursday, December 17, 2009
On the brain...
Monday, December 14, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Well, Lord....
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Romans 7:18-25
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Break....
"Tribulations cannot cease until God either sees us remade or sees that our remaking is now hopeless." C.S. Lewis - The Problem of Pain
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; thy best, thy heavenly, Friend
Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
"[Pain] removes the veil; it plants the flag of truth within the fortress of a rebel soul." C.S. Lewis - The Problem of Pain
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence, let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.
"God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world." C.S. Lewis -The Problem of Pain
And all is darkened in the vale of tears;
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrows and thy fears.
Be still, my soul; thy Jesus can repay
From His own fulness all He takes away.
"God will look to every soul like its first love because He is its first love." C.S. Lewis -The Problem of Pain
Be still, my soul; the hour is hastening on When we shall be forever with the Lord, When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone, Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored. Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past, All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.
...that my heart may sing to you and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever...psalm 30:12
God is bigger
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Considering this...
"...Yes, we often stop this torrent by the little value we set upon it. But let us stop it no more; let us enter into ourselves and break down the bank which hinders it. Let us make way for grace; let us redeem the lost time, for perhaps we have but little left..." - Brother Lawrence (The Practice of the Presence of God)
Confessing this...
"...the seriousness with which the other party takes my words always raises the doubt whether I have taken them seriously enough myself..." - C.S. Lewis (A Severe Mercy)
Confident of this...
...that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus...Philippians 1
God is bigger
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
No apologies...
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward springs--
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.