Hope

Confession is a step.

One crucial step toward healing. Sometimes we need to spit it out of our mouths to be rid of it, the refuse, the costume parties, the shame.






As I stepped out relatively boldly, the healing began, I could feel it tugging at someplace deep within. Like the moment before a realization, the feeling of someone tugging at your coat before you give them your attention. Faintly annoying at first, yet sweet as the realization overtakes you that the person demanding your attention is your son, who has something immensely important to tell you, like, "I poop Daddy". God can handle our junk.










The joy of knowing He is there. You are not alone and maybe you never were. I finally figured it out. Me, the real me, "I", was built a certain way, all of what has happened to me has also helped to create me. Ups and downs, terrible, wretched decisions along with teeny-tiny seemingly inconsequential mistakes. All of it, all of them (in my life) have made me who I am today, whether they know it or like it. Here I am standing in Christ; nothing more will satisfy, nothing less will do. His allowance of my decisions and my sufferings were perfectly drawn, one less occurrence and I may not be who I am and that would be a shame.

His Love, His discipline, His never leaving my journey:

Process is journey,
sometimes painful, sometimes rest,
sometimes regretful, sometimes caress
Occasionally distant,
occasional warmth
Sporadic infrequence, yet frequently not
Incessant pursual LOVED; NEVER FORGOT




















Jesus:

"You Are My Hope"

Times are hard
Times have changed
Don't you say
But I keep holding on to you
It's hard to keep the faith alive day to day
Leaning on the strength I've found in you
You're the hope of all the Earth



You are my hope
You are my strength
You're everything Everything I need
You are my hope
You are my life
You are my hope
You are my hope

Far beyond what I can see or comprehend
Etching your eternity in me
Nations stream and angels sing, "Jesus reigns"
And every knee bows down
You're the hope of all the Earth

You are my hope
You are my strength
You're everything Everything I need
You are my hope You are my life
You are my hope
You are my hope

Carry on and I sing of how
You love and I love you now
All the times that I start to sink
You come and you rescue me
You are my hope
You are my hope - Skillet

One powerful cheezy way to end a post called "shame" -No apologies.   ¶ 8:25 PM 2 comments

  The Nothing

















A chasing of the wind.

Meaningless, meaningless..as the Nihilist says.

Yes the Nihilist steals from Ecclesiastes yet refuses to follow it to its end...That end?

Everything is meaningless in light of the surpassing glory of God.

Ecclesiastes 12:2"here is the conclusion of the matter: Fear God and keep his commandments, for this is the whole duty of man."

and as always we need reminding (and that need is human) the commandments are:

Love God with all your heart with all your soul and with all your mind. '... 'And you shall love your neighbor as yourself.

which leads to...

I Cor. 59

I wrote you in my letter not to associate with immoral people; 10 I did not at all mean with the immoral people of this world, or with the covetous and swindlers, or with idolaters, for then you would have to go out of the world. 11 But actually, I wrote to you not to associate with any so-called brother if he is an immoral person, or covetous, or an idolater, or a reviler, or a drunkard, or a swindler--not even to eat with such a one. 12For what have I to do with judging outsiders? Do you not judge those who are within the church?


I want them to whisper among themselves: "HE'S DINING WITH LIBERALS!!!"  ¶ 8:22 PM 0 comments