July 2010
19 posts
Thoughts.: One Of Those Moments That Makes It All... →
Today when I was babysitting Brenden I think I caught a glimpse of one of those experiences that must make parenting endurable. As I’ve said before, babysitting Brenden this summer has been quite the learning experience. However, today I learned something a little different. We had just finished…
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A hand-made wooden yo-yo.
A homemade glass marble.
A glass cat rolled up into a ball.
a small metal anchor from a necklace.
a busted red disposable lighter with a bottle opener on the bottom that my brother found in a pub...
reverdelafrance asked: it's a little sad and not funny at all that you didn't take the time to initiate a conversation to be sure that what you thought i think is what you thought it was. it's a parent's perogative (pp) to ask questions to determine if our kids are hurting or in need in any way. and when their friends hurt and their hearts hurt for them, our hearts hurt, too. but since our kids...
“Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that...”
– YHWH, via Jeremiah the prophet
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It's kinda funny
and a little sad that my parents assume that something is wrong when I get together with my friends simply to pray. Says a lot about how we think about prayer in our culture, because my parents are two very Godly people. And yet to them, prayer is still for when something is wrong.
No.
Prayer is powerful. Prayer is visceral, spirit-level worship of YHWH, Jehovah-Jireh, the Wonderful Counselor,...
Thoughts.: For The Lamb's Reward →
John Leonard Dober and David Nitschman are names you may not readily recognize. John was a potter and David a carpenter. Ordinary occupations. Extraordinary men. They are men who left the security of their jobs and families in Copenhagen to become the first Moravian missionaries in 1732.
John…
“If your pour yourself out for the hungry and satisfy the desire of the afflicted, then shall your light rise in the darkness and your gloom be as the noonday. And the LORD will guide you continually and satisfy your desire in scorched places and make your bones strong; and you shall be like a watered garden, like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail.”
-the LORD, via Isaiah
“Finally, Brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right,...”
– the Apostle Paul
“If men were filled with the Spirit, they would not write books on that subject,...”
– Jim Elliot
Satisfied
Jesus said that those who hunger and thirst for righteousness will be satisfied.
Satisfied.
The more I really think about that promise, the more wonderful it becomes. Because it is a promise of eternity.
Why, you may ask?
Well, thank you for asking. Let me answer with another question: have you ever met someone who was satisfied? Not content. Satisfied.
I haven’t. And I believe I...
“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be...”
– Jesus, Sermon in the Mount
Take that,
You little hairy eight legged monsters! You tormented me for a time, but I now have an extra large can of Eliminator Ant, Roach, and Spider Killer, and I’m going to spray it until every single one of you curls up and dies, or I pass out from fumes. This is war.
“I pray thee hush the hurrying, eager longing. I pray thee soothe the pangs of...”
– Old hymn, quoted from the Journals of Jim Elliot
Adventurers
He risked for much, and risking, knew
what failure meant.
His all into the game he threw,
and as it went,
he stood prepared to pay the cost
and not to whimper when he lost.
He knew defeat would sweep away
his ventured gold,
knew he must face the winter day
and brave the cold.
Failing, he said: “The thing is done.
‘Twould have been splendid, had I won.”
Would you be...
I want to go here. →
ezerkenegdo:
Like, really, really badly. It looks so beautiful.
Yes! Can I come?
My Netlog: Tlog: Reply and tell me how youd... →
(via cosmicmoment, omgpeachesily)
It’s the smell of lilacs and the clean scent of mountain air.
It can define either the smallest of flowers or the majestic glory of a mountain range.
It stands for royalty, but to me it brings a sense of temerity and assurance in who I am. It feels like the…
It is the sound of a jazz solo, smooth and cool.
It’s the smell of earth after the...
“Aggh I was gonna quote Tom, but I can’t remember what it was. Something about...”
– (via cosmicmoment)
It was something about escalators leading up to fitness centers, go America.
(via ezerkenegdo)
Hahahaha. No, Steph said “what’s the opposite of steroids?” and I said “Elevatoroids.”
In retrospect, it wasn’t that funny…
So...
ezerkenegdo:
spiritofzork:
I’m thinking I need to host a disco party at my place. All I need is a legit disco ball and some loudspeakers. Invite a ton of people, have dance offs. Some weekend in the near future. Your thoughts, my dear followers?
I think that would pretty much be the coolest thing…ever. Do it. Please. :)
YES. Do it. But only if you go out and buy an affro wig. The party...
