Though ive devoted a lot more time to my private journal than my online blog, i have not foresaken you!
im loving this whole "get all my thoughts down on paper" thing. Whether you guys get to read about them or not it is truly one of the most liberating things i have done for my heart. ive realized that im certainly not an inward processor. My thoughts get jumbled up in my brain and i find that i often go to say one thing and something completely different will come out. is anyone with me? its like i cant completely organize my thoughts in my head, i need to either talk about it out loud with someone, or just write it down. i dont know why ive been so ignorant to this secret for so long! maybe because ive been a big lazy face.
Here for you, is a simple truth that i personally will eat up for the rest of my life on this earth; God is more commited to answering my prayers than I am to pray them. Oh, if i could only grasp onto this, claim it! believe it! Then i could come before Him with a whole lot more boldness. [Psalm 138:3] says "on the day I called, You answered me; You made me bold with strength in my soul." Not 10 days later, but the very day i cry out! He is so dedicated. God waits for us to ask, because He loves to give! Never, ever should we leave our secret place more discouraged or disappointed because we dont THINK the Lord heard us. Nor shall we think He put our prayers on a shelf to answer in "His perfect timing". Although His timing isss perfect, He always hears our prayers the moment we pray them, and promises to give us strength in our inner man from that moment on. So my exhortatiion to you would be, speak this truth, speak it over yourself everyday. You will be blessed.
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
Sunday, March 4, 2007
TAKE HEED! TAKE HEED!
*EDIT* - i thought this post looked really messy with the entire article on display in my blog , so i had to minimize it to a link, easier on the eyes. Sorry, it bothered me, ha!
can someone please slap me in the face and tell me that this guy is a joke? honestly, i have never heard something more mindless and absurd in my life. How has this man made national news!! I have not heard one intelligent word out of his mouth!
check it out : http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/02/16/miami.preacher/index.html
can someone please slap me in the face and tell me that this guy is a joke? honestly, i have never heard something more mindless and absurd in my life. How has this man made national news!! I have not heard one intelligent word out of his mouth!
check it out : http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/02/16/miami.preacher/index.html
Friday, February 9, 2007
And That Settles It
Dont you love those days when your driving in your car and there are thousands of thoughts shooting across your mind, yet your not focused on any single thought...and BAM! you turn around the corner to find the most beautiful, scenic picture and its captures your heart. This happens kind of often for me when i drive home from work and i turn into my neighborhood to see the sun just beggining to set and casting an array of the brightest colors in the sky. It makes it even better when im blasting something like phil whickam's divine romance, or sleeping at last's umbrellas just when the symphonic sounding violin part comes in just as i get around the bend to see the sun.
Well i had one of those epiphanies today. It wasnt in the sunset though, it was in the clouds and the bright blue sky. So simple, so mundane, but it spoke multitudes to my heart. I smile and am once again reminded of the majesty and simplicity of God, and when i say simple i dont mean He is simple, because He isnt, BUT He makes it simple to love. How simple it is just to love Him in the beauty of His creation, and He made it that way. Thanks God! for real.
i cannot get it out of my head:
ALL I WAS CREATED FOR WAS TO LOVE HIM, thats all.
Well i had one of those epiphanies today. It wasnt in the sunset though, it was in the clouds and the bright blue sky. So simple, so mundane, but it spoke multitudes to my heart. I smile and am once again reminded of the majesty and simplicity of God, and when i say simple i dont mean He is simple, because He isnt, BUT He makes it simple to love. How simple it is just to love Him in the beauty of His creation, and He made it that way. Thanks God! for real.
i cannot get it out of my head:
ALL I WAS CREATED FOR WAS TO LOVE HIM, thats all.
Friday, February 2, 2007
it hurts so good!
And the daily routine goes on...
get home from work, grab the latest book im reading, my journal (or spiral five star notebook-i just cant do the sparkly, flowery, busy journals. i used to, but i discovered that after about 2 weeks i began to hate it, and actually found myself getting angry whenever i would see it, is that wierd?), my bible, and my lovely iBook. The past few days ive certainly spent more time on my laptop reading everyone and their brothers blogs rather than chewing on the thoughts of the brilliant John Stott, The Cross of Christ...my latest book...incredible. it makes me hurt so good!
i started reading this book with the intentions of not highlighting one thing, and can i say that im the queen of highlighting? (look at my bible). But i came to the conclusion that highlighting my books would take away from what it could speak to me reading it a second time through, it would leave me partial to bring my eyes and thoughts right back to that revelation i'd had 2 years earlier when i had first read the book (maybe i should take this approach with my bible as well, or i could just highlight the whole thing?! im doing it.) I had to cave in, and highlight just one thing though, it was that good! ill share with you guys what it was that struck my heart to the core:
" we too sacrifice Jesus to our greed like Judas, to our envy like the priests, to our ambition like Pilate. "Were you there when they crucified my Lord?" the old negro spiritual asks. And we must answer, "Yes, we were there." Not as spectators only, but as participants, guilty participants, plotting, scheming, betraying, bargaining and handing Him over to be crucified. We may try to wash our hands of responsibility like Pilate. But our attempt will be as futile as his. For there is blood on our hands. Before we can begin to see the cross as something done for us (leading us to faith and worship), we have to see it as something done by us (leading us to repentance). Indeed, "only the man who is prepared to own his share in the guilt of the cross," wrote Peter Green, "my claim his share in its grace".
I remember sharing my testimony when i got to Kansas City and one question each of us interns had to address was this; what is one reality you want to leave here with? I said that i want to cry at the thought of Jesus dying on the cross. i didnt realize then what all the cross truly entailed. My thoughts were that i would be crying with a happy, joy-filled heart, thanking Jesus that He had saved my soul from eternal damnation. This is truth, but there is so much more to it. I was the one that nailed Him there. I was not a spectator, i didnt watch as the centurions mocked Him and beat Him and hated Him. I took part. Now i must come to terms with this actuality. I will find myself weeping at the foot of the cross, not only because He was so gracious to humble Himself and die the most horrible death, but because so often i dont agree with it.
Lord, show me the depth of my depravity. I want to share in Your sufferings just as Paul prayed in Phillipians 3 ( i have a fancy toward Paul, i just like him a lot), to become like You in Your death.
sidenote: to any one of you who has ever shot up a prayer to the Big Guy for me, i just want to say thank you. i feel them.
get home from work, grab the latest book im reading, my journal (or spiral five star notebook-i just cant do the sparkly, flowery, busy journals. i used to, but i discovered that after about 2 weeks i began to hate it, and actually found myself getting angry whenever i would see it, is that wierd?), my bible, and my lovely iBook. The past few days ive certainly spent more time on my laptop reading everyone and their brothers blogs rather than chewing on the thoughts of the brilliant John Stott, The Cross of Christ...my latest book...incredible. it makes me hurt so good!
i started reading this book with the intentions of not highlighting one thing, and can i say that im the queen of highlighting? (look at my bible). But i came to the conclusion that highlighting my books would take away from what it could speak to me reading it a second time through, it would leave me partial to bring my eyes and thoughts right back to that revelation i'd had 2 years earlier when i had first read the book (maybe i should take this approach with my bible as well, or i could just highlight the whole thing?! im doing it.) I had to cave in, and highlight just one thing though, it was that good! ill share with you guys what it was that struck my heart to the core:
" we too sacrifice Jesus to our greed like Judas, to our envy like the priests, to our ambition like Pilate. "Were you there when they crucified my Lord?" the old negro spiritual asks. And we must answer, "Yes, we were there." Not as spectators only, but as participants, guilty participants, plotting, scheming, betraying, bargaining and handing Him over to be crucified. We may try to wash our hands of responsibility like Pilate. But our attempt will be as futile as his. For there is blood on our hands. Before we can begin to see the cross as something done for us (leading us to faith and worship), we have to see it as something done by us (leading us to repentance). Indeed, "only the man who is prepared to own his share in the guilt of the cross," wrote Peter Green, "my claim his share in its grace".
I remember sharing my testimony when i got to Kansas City and one question each of us interns had to address was this; what is one reality you want to leave here with? I said that i want to cry at the thought of Jesus dying on the cross. i didnt realize then what all the cross truly entailed. My thoughts were that i would be crying with a happy, joy-filled heart, thanking Jesus that He had saved my soul from eternal damnation. This is truth, but there is so much more to it. I was the one that nailed Him there. I was not a spectator, i didnt watch as the centurions mocked Him and beat Him and hated Him. I took part. Now i must come to terms with this actuality. I will find myself weeping at the foot of the cross, not only because He was so gracious to humble Himself and die the most horrible death, but because so often i dont agree with it.
Lord, show me the depth of my depravity. I want to share in Your sufferings just as Paul prayed in Phillipians 3 ( i have a fancy toward Paul, i just like him a lot), to become like You in Your death.
sidenote: to any one of you who has ever shot up a prayer to the Big Guy for me, i just want to say thank you. i feel them.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
unto You be all the glory
i know, i know what every one of yall are thinking. WELCOME to blog world, Alex!
I remember xanga days, it was quite a few years back. I never did write about the overflow of my heart, it was mostly just music and, what my day consisted of (sometimes) and... more music. kind of lame, it lacked any sort of depth, but nevertheless i had fun doing it. It would have never crossed my mind to create another one but my friend, Mallory, advised me that it was "the most theraeputic thing she had ever done!". I value what Mallory says, since she is my best friend, and quickly decided to create my very own blogspot. It didnt take long, she just left my house an hour ago ;)
I sit here now, pondering the part of my life/heart i would like to express, which will be marked forever and always. I realize that what i am about to post can never be taken back or written off as though it never existed. Even if I were to decide 2 weeks from now that I hated everything I posted and disregaurded everything that i had thought and written it would still have happened. I mean, I could go back and delete my entire blogsite, but who knows...maybe one of yall decided to print and save every one of my posts. (not that you would, that would be totally creepy!) I would have no way of knowing, but no matter what it will be impossible to completely erase. So these posts are going down for the record, FOR FOREVER! I could look back on these years from now and say "i dont like the way i wrote". I could erase the things from my memory that i dont like to think about, forget about them and press on. But why not choose to embrace? Its all a process anyway isnt it? I didnt accept Jesus into my life so that I could be happy go-lucky 100% of the time, altough at the time it felt like that because i had never experienced such abundant joy. I chose Him to endure suffering, pain, hardships and enjoy pleasure and happiness. Experiencing all of these emotions many times in the same day, even in the same moment! Its the reality of embracing the process playing out in my life. Like when Paul had the thorn in his flesh and he asked the Lord 3 times to remove it! God refused to do so, and said to Paul "My grace is suffecient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness" And Paul went on boasting about this thorn that the Lord has allowed Satan to torment him with. Can you imagine Paul's emotions about this situation? He felt joy and anguish at the same time! This can only happen with the Lord! I can relate to Paul in this moment of appreciating the process and choosing the will of the Lord, and the hope that He has given all of His children when He said that His grace is sufficent! I will welcome with open arms this grace that has been freely given to me, and thank my daddy in heaven for what He has given me thusfar. I will never erase it from my memory, or the computer screen. I will praise His name for the gifts He has showered over me, a thankful heart prepares the way of the Lord!
so maybe this doesnt make sense, maybe i need to brush up on my writing skills (for my pride's sake, it has been a good year since i have written anything that would be publicly viewed), but if nothing else, at least this was therepeutic, can i get an amen?
Praise His name for He is GOOD!
I remember xanga days, it was quite a few years back. I never did write about the overflow of my heart, it was mostly just music and, what my day consisted of (sometimes) and... more music. kind of lame, it lacked any sort of depth, but nevertheless i had fun doing it. It would have never crossed my mind to create another one but my friend, Mallory, advised me that it was "the most theraeputic thing she had ever done!". I value what Mallory says, since she is my best friend, and quickly decided to create my very own blogspot. It didnt take long, she just left my house an hour ago ;)
I sit here now, pondering the part of my life/heart i would like to express, which will be marked forever and always. I realize that what i am about to post can never be taken back or written off as though it never existed. Even if I were to decide 2 weeks from now that I hated everything I posted and disregaurded everything that i had thought and written it would still have happened. I mean, I could go back and delete my entire blogsite, but who knows...maybe one of yall decided to print and save every one of my posts. (not that you would, that would be totally creepy!) I would have no way of knowing, but no matter what it will be impossible to completely erase. So these posts are going down for the record, FOR FOREVER! I could look back on these years from now and say "i dont like the way i wrote". I could erase the things from my memory that i dont like to think about, forget about them and press on. But why not choose to embrace? Its all a process anyway isnt it? I didnt accept Jesus into my life so that I could be happy go-lucky 100% of the time, altough at the time it felt like that because i had never experienced such abundant joy. I chose Him to endure suffering, pain, hardships and enjoy pleasure and happiness. Experiencing all of these emotions many times in the same day, even in the same moment! Its the reality of embracing the process playing out in my life. Like when Paul had the thorn in his flesh and he asked the Lord 3 times to remove it! God refused to do so, and said to Paul "My grace is suffecient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness" And Paul went on boasting about this thorn that the Lord has allowed Satan to torment him with. Can you imagine Paul's emotions about this situation? He felt joy and anguish at the same time! This can only happen with the Lord! I can relate to Paul in this moment of appreciating the process and choosing the will of the Lord, and the hope that He has given all of His children when He said that His grace is sufficent! I will welcome with open arms this grace that has been freely given to me, and thank my daddy in heaven for what He has given me thusfar. I will never erase it from my memory, or the computer screen. I will praise His name for the gifts He has showered over me, a thankful heart prepares the way of the Lord!
so maybe this doesnt make sense, maybe i need to brush up on my writing skills (for my pride's sake, it has been a good year since i have written anything that would be publicly viewed), but if nothing else, at least this was therepeutic, can i get an amen?
Praise His name for He is GOOD!
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