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| "Maybe this is the heart of our hang-up, the root of our dilemma. We fluctuate between castigating ourselves and congratulating ourselves because we are deluded into thinking we save ourselves. We develop a false sense of security from our good works and scrupulous observance of the law. Our halo gets too tight and a carefully disguised attitude of moral superiority results. Or we are appalled by our inconsistency, devastated that we haven't lived upto our loft expectations of ourselves. The roller coaster ride of elation and depression continues. Why? Because we never lay hold of our nothingness before God, and consequently, we never enter into the deepest reality of our relationship of our relationship with Him. But when we accept ownership of our powerlessness and helplessness, when we acknowledge that we are paupers at the doors of God's mercy, then God can make something beautiful out of us." "I am lovable only because He loves me." -Brennan Manning, The Ragamuffin Gospel
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Weary from the battle. Ahhhh.
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| "This is the God of the gospel of grace. A God who, out of love for us, sent the only Son He ever had wrapped in our skin. He learned how to walk, stumbled and fell, cried for His milk, sweated blood in the night, was lashed with a whip and showered with spit, was fixed to a cross, and died whispering forgiveness on us all."
Your voice is like music to my thirsty ears Your presence rest for my weary soul Your words they bring me joy I find pleasure in all that You are Claim my heart, make it Yours
Ohhh how can I ever let You go?
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| Brilliant idea of the day. What if we lengthened our time scales, so that every 3 days counted as 1 day? Everyone would die at 30ish, and we'd have so much more time in the day! No? No.
Seems like everyone's reflecting on their summers. Haven't written anything worth writing in a while, so here I go.
This summer has been memorable, to say the least. Morning prayers, VBS, Jama, Work camp, bumming around, the changes in the YG.... 'S been pretty wild folks. I'm gonna miss it all.
I can't put anything into words right now.
Later.
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