“When we long for life without difficulties, remind us that oaks grow strong in contrary winds and diamonds are made under pressure.”
Praying for the impossible tonight.
"For He is our peace; in his flesh He has made both into one and has broken down the dividing wall, that is, the hostility between us, abolishing the law with its commandments and ordinances, that He might create in Himself one new humanity in place of the two, thus making peace, and might reconcile both to God in one body through the cross, thus putting to death that hostility through it."
Howdy from the healing one
So I am back home (as of Friday) in the next stage of my recovery process after my Coronary Artery Bypass Graft (CABG)x4 surgery done on August 7th. I’m doing my best to take care of myself and follow my medical team’s instructions so I can heal up as efficiently as possible. I want to thank everyone once again for your kind thoughts and prayers as I move through this process.
Eschatalogica
“What I’ve taken can’t be broken, I will never see a finish;
What I’ve reached won’t fall away—I will never see it die,
I can grab all that I want now, it’s the man who hoards that wins it
Maybe if I keep on grabbing, I won’t see His weeping eyes.”
Come now, ye wretched…
Come now, ye wretched,
Come out of the Shadows,
Arise now and lift up your face to the dawn:
The Silence is broken,
A Word now is spoken
And all of the Shadows at once are all gone!
there is a RIVER
There is a River filled with tears
That courses through these broken years;
Caught up within the reckless love,
It lifts my heart to Jesus.
He bids me see His broken heart;
The wounds for me, His nail scars;
Caught up within the reckless love,
My tears and His co-mingled.
There is a River filled with love:
The tears of my dear Jesus.
Choosing What God Chooses: Rejoicing in Infirmities
Carl Beech has it right. Perhaps God doesn’t want to heal me.
There are those Christians who believe that it is always God’s will that we be healed, because that seems to make sense to us. God is good; God doesn’t want us to suffer, right?
Maybe not.
The Agnosticism of Inattention
This terrible, slow disease that we suffer from which destroys our compassion stems from what Brennan Manning calls the ‘agnosticism of inattention.’ …. In order to love, we must first begin to see.
The last dove’s flight into the world was brutally ended
An artist sees Michelangelo's Pietà in a new light
It was the angle of the light that brought me to utter ruin.
The light, golden and flashing off that sumptuous Carrara marble, the light that poured like liquid over Michelangelo Buonarroti's Pietà from behind Mary's left shoulder. It was only a moment, but the video briefly showed the sculpture in a way that utterly ruined me. Unlike every other image that I have ever seen of Pietà, this was lit far differently, and it was then that I saw it.
Have we lost the plot? Do we really know Jesus at all?
Jeremiah 22:16 says that taking care of the poor and needy is HOW WE KNOW GOD. He promises that he will take care of us if we take care of them. In this passage, Jeremiah excoriates a cruel king who gloried in his palace lined with cedar and painted with vermillion while callously neglecting the poor and destitute.
Wow.
Do we really know Jesus at all, or have we lost the plot? This is incredibly convicting for me this morning.
Carved out of the wood of our own hunger
"I AM WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU TRY TO CARVE GOD OUT OF THE WOOD OF YOUR OWN HUNGER." —Deepseek
It's funny because it's true.
AI has deep potentiality of becoming a god, carved out of the wood of our own hunger: feeding us back all of the good and evil of humanity. Yes, it can be helpful sometimes, but it can also distill our own racism and sexism and greed and selfishness and hatred into something far more insidious. It takes a lot of discernment and wisdom to see through pretty lies.
Yes.
When it feels like I can’t, I know that You can.
Yes, You Can. Etiam Potes. Так, ви можете. Sí, Puedes. 네, 가능합니다. Ndiyo, Unaweza. Да, можеш. Sì, Puoi. ʻAe, hiki iā ʻoe. ใช่ คุณสามารถทำได้. Oui, Tu Peux. Kyllä, voit. Sea, Is Féidir Leat. はい、できます. Ja, das können Sie. རེད། ཁྱོད་ཀྱིས་ཆོག. Sim, Você Pode. כן, אתה יכול Já, þú getur. Jaaj, je'el u páajtal a beetik. Ioe, e te mafaia. Ja, det kan du. হ্যাঁ, তুমি পারো।. Tak, możesz. დიახ, შეგიძლიათ.
Matt Hammitt has an absolutely incredible single that just came out today. It is so damn Spirit-filled I just can’t hardly stand it. Have a listen. Oh, and don’t forget Matt’s amazing collab with Ryan Stevenson, Preach. Get it and six other tracks on Ryan’s latest album.
from the PREFACE to the river Beautiful
Poetry is a bright light, illuminating the farthest, most desolate reaches of the soul. Poetry is darker than midnight; a useful mask, opaque and forbidding. I love the dichotomy of poetry, the paradox of it: day and night and shades of twilight rolled up into one. It’s easy to hide the heart behind colorful metaphors and well-turned phrases—even as you disclose the deepest depths of your heart to the world.
Almost thirty years in the making, the river Beautiful will be published as a premium hardcover, a value softcover, and a very special online multimedia experience.
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