I am your Lord! Seek Me as Friend & Lover of your soul, but remember I am also King of kings- sovereign over all. You can make some plans as you gaze into the day that stretches out before you. But you need to hold those plans tentatively, anticipating thatI may have other ideas. The most important thing to determine is what to do right now. Instead of scanning the horizon of your life, looking for things that need to be done, concentrate on the task before you and the One who never leaves your side. Let everything else fade into the background. This will unclutter your mind, allowing Me to occupy more & more of your consciousness.
Trust Me to show you what to do when you have finished what you’re doing now. I will guide you step by step, as you bend your will to Mine. Thus you stay close to me on the path of peace.
Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand.
When she slowly and hesitantly planted her feet on the ledge, she curled her toes around the brink. Breathing in slowly, the air that swelled in her lungs was the last satisfying breath she would possess before the plunge. The toes grasped tighter.
The wind that gently hit her back, causing…
I’ve never read something more relevant to my life; I need your phone number, Hannah! You are wonderful.
1 The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. 2 Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge. 3 They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them. 4Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. In the heavens God has pitched a tent for the sun. 5 It is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, like a champion rejoicing to run his course. 6 It rises at one end of the heavens and makes its circuit to the other; nothing is deprived of its warmth.
Sometimes the imagery in the Bible gives me chills. One of my classmates read this aloud in my Linguistics class, so lovely.
I listened to an old Tim Chaddick sermon last week and this line has been echoing in my mind//heart all week. Will I be bitter or better? Sometimes it’s really dang hard to be better, but I’ve found so much peace & rest in the process of getting there.
Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, & faithful in prayer. - Romans 12:12
I am trying to rip open the inconsolable secret in each one of you—the secret which hurts so much that you take your revenge on it by calling it names like Nostalgia and Romanticism and Adolescence; the secret also which pierces with such sweetness that when, in very intimate conversation, the mention of it becomes imminent, we grow awkward and affect to laugh at ourselves; the secret we cannot hide and cannot tell, though we desire to do both. We cannot tell it because it is a desire for something that has never actually appeared in our experience. We cannot hide it because our experience is constantly suggesting it, and we betray ourselves like lovers at the mention of a name. Our commonest expedient is to call it beauty and behave as if that had settled the matter. Wordsworth’s expedient was to identify it with certain moments in his own past. But all this is a cheat. If Wordsworth had gone back to those moments in the past, he would not have found the thing itself, but only the reminder of it; what he remembered would turn out to be itself a remembering. The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust to them; it was not in them, it only came through them, and what came through them was longing. These things—the beauty, the memory of our own past—are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the thing itself they turn into dumb idols, breaking the hearts of their worshippers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never yet visited.
- C.S. Lewis
An excerpt from The Weight of Glory sermon; so beautiful and personally relevant.