Walking in -9 degrees weather is not that much fun. I don't mind it too much because I had no choice: it was my only way to get home. Yesterday i.e. the day that ended about an hour and 18 mins ago was a very busy day for me! Yikes! I don't have a lot of time this semester. Apart ftom missing cell groups, and having STAN time, I don't mind it at all.
God You are the missing piece. You do things in incredible ways. "God, there is something in the way You look at me, You make me believe there is nothing in this world that I cannot be." (Chistian Bautista)
Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
...
The Lord is Lord of all. I will praise Him with my morning breath. I will bring gifts of glory and praise to Him. I will thank Him for sight; and for healing my body while I slept in the stillness of the night. I will thank Him for giving me comfort out of my comfort zone. I will praise You loudly: we have come a long way, You and I. You have weathered my storms and given me peace. You have made my ways perfect before the eyes of men and I am called a good man. When I fall, you pick me back up and clean the dust off me. You come down from Your throne and chide me when I do wrong. You purify my body with Your Spirit when I desecrate Your Holy temple. You answer the words of my prayer with joy. You do not tire of doing good. How can I praise You for all You are? Who am I that You have prepared my way before me? My spirit will teach my soul a new song.
God is King
God is perfect in all His ways, and it is the honor of kings to find His wisdom out. None of our desires can surpass our spirit's yearning for the word of God. Still your spirit's complaints and teach it servitude. Follow after the ways of God that your ways may be made perfect.
In all, God is King.
In all, God is King.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
The "P" word
Prayer works, what can I say? Ever go through a dry period when nothing seems to be going right? Have you ever renegaded against God's authority? Have you ever lost control of your body and it seems like you are the slave and your flesh is the captor? Have you ever lost track of time and thus your vision? Yes, your vision: see the music industry give glory to God, end poverty, graduate college...If your answer to any of these is yes, read on; if it isn't, good for you dearly beloved of God, good for you.
Have you tried prayer? Have you cried out to God with the words, "Father, I do not know what I am doing anymore. I am hopeless and helpless. I don't even know if I can trust you anymore. But Lord I want to trust you; I want to give You everything that I am. I want to wake everyday with a new song in my heart. I want to know you more."
Aaah, that prayer: after that prayer, you wonder if you'll start at the same level, or if you will have to convince God to take YOU back into His trust. It's human to think that way. Does God think that way?
Well, I prayed that prayer and I am convinced that I came out of it at the same level, if not stronger. (I'm not improving my pushups though!) I know God loves me the same, if not more because I depended on Him until my cup was empty; and He refilled it with His Spirit.
Aaah, that prayer, my prayer, your prayer, our prayer
The Lord's Prayer
Have you tried prayer? Have you cried out to God with the words, "Father, I do not know what I am doing anymore. I am hopeless and helpless. I don't even know if I can trust you anymore. But Lord I want to trust you; I want to give You everything that I am. I want to wake everyday with a new song in my heart. I want to know you more."
Aaah, that prayer: after that prayer, you wonder if you'll start at the same level, or if you will have to convince God to take YOU back into His trust. It's human to think that way. Does God think that way?
Well, I prayed that prayer and I am convinced that I came out of it at the same level, if not stronger. (I'm not improving my pushups though!) I know God loves me the same, if not more because I depended on Him until my cup was empty; and He refilled it with His Spirit.
Aaah, that prayer, my prayer, your prayer, our prayer
The Lord's Prayer
Friday, February 22, 2008
How Can I Say
How do I say hello?
I just wanna talk to you
How do I say you're beautiful
When I can't take my eyes off you
I don't wanna say the wrong thing
I want just the right words to impress you
Mujer bonita, how do I say, how do I say?
Is God real? Is the Bible true? What is the difference between a miracle and coincidence? Is that God's voice or is it my mind? Is this God's will for my life?
Stop asking, take 8:49 minutes and listen to this:
"Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to WAR, and my fingers to fight...
Happy is that people, that is in such a case; yea, happy is that people, whose God is the Lord.
Oh My people perish for lack of knowledge...If only they knew how much I loved them..."
I just wanna talk to you
How do I say you're beautiful
When I can't take my eyes off you
I don't wanna say the wrong thing
I want just the right words to impress you
Mujer bonita, how do I say, how do I say?
Is God real? Is the Bible true? What is the difference between a miracle and coincidence? Is that God's voice or is it my mind? Is this God's will for my life?
Stop asking, take 8:49 minutes and listen to this:
"Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to WAR, and my fingers to fight...
Happy is that people, that is in such a case; yea, happy is that people, whose God is the Lord.
Oh My people perish for lack of knowledge...If only they knew how much I loved them..."
Friday, February 15, 2008
Let me...
Sometimes I wonder if it is possible to do these things: "Keep the fire burning, live everyday like its your last." Cliche passed down from one generation of church goers to the next. "Live everyday like its your last..."
I feel my fire reigniting, and I am excited. But, at what point in my life will I hit another dry spiritual season? How long can I go army strong for before I crumple at my knees again?
For some inexplicable reason, the beatitude: "Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth" is playing in my head.
God I want to be made meek everyday, but I also want to burn myself up for Your kingdom. I don't understand sometimes. I wish things were clearer. I wish my body would react every time I commanded it to; I wish my mind was clear of certain things all the time; I wish I could say that I live everyday like it is my last. But I can't, and that kills me, because I remember the days when God has visited me in His glory. I know that there is nothing else that matters. Nothing! And so I pray a dishonest man's prayer: "God do not allow me to tire; let the waters run over me and keep me refreshed; let my spirit constantly wallow in your riches; let me live everyday like it is my last."
I feel my fire reigniting, and I am excited. But, at what point in my life will I hit another dry spiritual season? How long can I go army strong for before I crumple at my knees again?
For some inexplicable reason, the beatitude: "Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth" is playing in my head.
God I want to be made meek everyday, but I also want to burn myself up for Your kingdom. I don't understand sometimes. I wish things were clearer. I wish my body would react every time I commanded it to; I wish my mind was clear of certain things all the time; I wish I could say that I live everyday like it is my last. But I can't, and that kills me, because I remember the days when God has visited me in His glory. I know that there is nothing else that matters. Nothing! And so I pray a dishonest man's prayer: "God do not allow me to tire; let the waters run over me and keep me refreshed; let my spirit constantly wallow in your riches; let me live everyday like it is my last."
Saturday, February 9, 2008
The Opportunity to serve God
Oh, How He loves us
He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane
I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy
When all of a sudden
I am aware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful you are
And how great your affections are for me
And Oh, how He loves us!
Oh, how He loves us!
We are His portion
He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean
We're all sinking...
So Heaven meets Earth like a sloppy wet kiss
and my heart turns violently inside my chest
I don't have time for regrets when I think about
How He loves us,
Oh, how He loves us
He loves us!
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Not in the wisdom of man
"...that your faith should not stand in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God. Howbeit we speak wisdom among them that are perfect; yet not the wisdom of this world..."
Don't you wish you could convince the fiercest philosophers to stand up and follow the ways of Jesus? For clarification, I must state explicitly what I mean: to follow Jesus means to believe that He is the way, the truth and the life, and there is no way to God except through Him. In "respect" of other religions, we accommodate beliefs similar to this, and forget to preach the core of the matter: Jesus died on the cross for our sins.
I am not pointing fingers; I too am guilty of this. How amazing for us that His love endures forever! The rising of the sun is not as guaranteed as we suppose, neither is our time on this earth.
Paul teaches that there is no earthly wisdom in the doctrine, there is the demonstration of the the Spirit and power. Tell your friends the simple thing:
"I believe that Jesus is the Son of God and He died for my sins, and nothing can separate me from the love of God."
That in a way is enough- because from then on, you have set yourself apart and planted a seed in their life, and your daily actions after those words will set the precedent for their faith conversion. Fret not! Is not God with us?
Don't you wish you could convince the fiercest philosophers to stand up and follow the ways of Jesus? For clarification, I must state explicitly what I mean: to follow Jesus means to believe that He is the way, the truth and the life, and there is no way to God except through Him. In "respect" of other religions, we accommodate beliefs similar to this, and forget to preach the core of the matter: Jesus died on the cross for our sins.
I am not pointing fingers; I too am guilty of this. How amazing for us that His love endures forever! The rising of the sun is not as guaranteed as we suppose, neither is our time on this earth.
Paul teaches that there is no earthly wisdom in the doctrine, there is the demonstration of the the Spirit and power. Tell your friends the simple thing:
"I believe that Jesus is the Son of God and He died for my sins, and nothing can separate me from the love of God."
That in a way is enough- because from then on, you have set yourself apart and planted a seed in their life, and your daily actions after those words will set the precedent for their faith conversion. Fret not! Is not God with us?
Sunday, February 3, 2008
A Lack of Vision?
My head hurts. I feel a fire running through my head. Not cool. Oh well, hope I can make it to the gym tomorrow. I haven't loved God as much as I do right now for weeks, which is a good thing right?
We are hungry, we are hungry, we are hungry for more of you
We are thirsty, we are thirsty, we are thirsty for more of you
Ah, I'm tired. Ike ebe a agwula m. I think the time to move on has come. The lull of Southern hospitality is deafening. Unfortunately, I'm getting tired of Potsdam.
We are hungry, we are hungry, we are hungry for more of you
We are thirsty, we are thirsty, we are thirsty for more of you
Ah, I'm tired. Ike ebe a agwula m. I think the time to move on has come. The lull of Southern hospitality is deafening. Unfortunately, I'm getting tired of Potsdam.
Snow falls, and Jed pulls his hair. So it goes...
Ah, remember remember the fifth of November
We dance, our lives, in plays so somber
God watches my friends. It does not matter whether I say it or not. Nonetheless, I will say it: God watches. I cannot convince you- you can only convince yourself. Life is not a deep well, it is not just a roller coaster of emotions and feelings- it is everything and nothing. A second is like the Saharan sand in a man's clenched fist: nothing- yet, as it trickles from the hourglass, the tide of his life ebbs.
Life my friends is everything and nothing.
Do what it as you please, but remember God watches. Kill and steal and fornicate and lie, but remember God watches. Rape and molest and slander, but remember God watches. Make your fellow man feel insignificant, but God watches.
Remember, remember the fifth of November
Ah mama mia, may we never see December
Jesus loves me
This I know
For the Bible tells me so
We dance, our lives, in plays so somber
God watches my friends. It does not matter whether I say it or not. Nonetheless, I will say it: God watches. I cannot convince you- you can only convince yourself. Life is not a deep well, it is not just a roller coaster of emotions and feelings- it is everything and nothing. A second is like the Saharan sand in a man's clenched fist: nothing- yet, as it trickles from the hourglass, the tide of his life ebbs.
Life my friends is everything and nothing.
Do what it as you please, but remember God watches. Kill and steal and fornicate and lie, but remember God watches. Rape and molest and slander, but remember God watches. Make your fellow man feel insignificant, but God watches.
Remember, remember the fifth of November
Ah mama mia, may we never see December
Jesus loves me
This I know
For the Bible tells me so
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