Pulling your confidence through
Some courage is well overdue
I believe solely in all your promise
Why waste a second in doubt
You could be helping you out
Keeping your head in the clear
Like an instrument for a song
Like the sun for tomorrow’s dawn
Every moment of time’s just an answer to find
What you’re here for, what you breathe for
What you wake for, what you bleed for
Everyone’s counting on you
Save for yourself what to do
Life is a card that you lay down sometimes
To search for the best way of all
Is finding the best way to fall
Keeping your head in the clear
Every moment of time’s just an answer to find
What you’re here for, what you breathe for
What you wake for, what you bleed for
What you hope for, what you live for
What you’re here for, what you breathe for, what you live for
What you’re here for, what you bleed for, what you live for
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
"Rescue me from hanging on to this life"
Hey Friends. Foes. and Fallible peeps!
It's a beautiful day today. It's 8:56 AM. And it's beautiful.
For me, the mornings can be so hard to embrace. Recently, I believe its due to the fact that I get cold in the morning (or it just gets colder outside) and then its hard to get outta bed because I'm so attached to the covers that I can't really move. Frozen.
Sometimes I wear my shirt (and sometimes even jackets!) that I'm going to wear the next day, to bed, so then I don't have to put anything on for the upcoming day. That seems to work sometimes.
Coming back to the point (the "Cold" point was just another reason to show why its hard to get up in the morning).
God has created the Earth and our time system to be bright out at this time and this place. It's the welcoming committee of our first impulses of the day. The morning has the potential to be the most exciting time in the day. For some of you it might actually be, and I have such great respect and reverence for you. For those like me, you love the morning, when you get up and are awake. But I want to get up more and more, and be awake quicker and quicker. I want to realize faster that God has given me another day. Another day is so undeserving. Another breath for that matter.
I'm very for application and instruction. I think its so important that we not only teach and remind, but then give realistic ways this looks in our lives. I believe thats something Aaron and Chad have done an excellent job with. Each message reminds me of the Gospel. Each message reminds me of the power I have in the Holy Spirit, in Jesus Christ, and in the Father. With Him I can block every last arrow Satan shoots at me. But not only has God enabled us to defend, but He has bestowed upon us the most lethal weapon: the Sword. It can cut like a hot knife through butter. Or a cold knife through a diamond. You do the math.
I'm going to get McDonald's now. Breakfast, mmm. Usually I'm opposed to eating breakfast from fast food places, but oh how I adore the sausage and egg burritos. Or the new McSkillet burrito! MMMM!!!
Pasta and legos.
(hasta luego - for Amanda)
It's a beautiful day today. It's 8:56 AM. And it's beautiful.
For me, the mornings can be so hard to embrace. Recently, I believe its due to the fact that I get cold in the morning (or it just gets colder outside) and then its hard to get outta bed because I'm so attached to the covers that I can't really move. Frozen.
Sometimes I wear my shirt (and sometimes even jackets!) that I'm going to wear the next day, to bed, so then I don't have to put anything on for the upcoming day. That seems to work sometimes.
Coming back to the point (the "Cold" point was just another reason to show why its hard to get up in the morning).
God has created the Earth and our time system to be bright out at this time and this place. It's the welcoming committee of our first impulses of the day. The morning has the potential to be the most exciting time in the day. For some of you it might actually be, and I have such great respect and reverence for you. For those like me, you love the morning, when you get up and are awake. But I want to get up more and more, and be awake quicker and quicker. I want to realize faster that God has given me another day. Another day is so undeserving. Another breath for that matter.
I'm very for application and instruction. I think its so important that we not only teach and remind, but then give realistic ways this looks in our lives. I believe thats something Aaron and Chad have done an excellent job with. Each message reminds me of the Gospel. Each message reminds me of the power I have in the Holy Spirit, in Jesus Christ, and in the Father. With Him I can block every last arrow Satan shoots at me. But not only has God enabled us to defend, but He has bestowed upon us the most lethal weapon: the Sword. It can cut like a hot knife through butter. Or a cold knife through a diamond. You do the math.
I'm going to get McDonald's now. Breakfast, mmm. Usually I'm opposed to eating breakfast from fast food places, but oh how I adore the sausage and egg burritos. Or the new McSkillet burrito! MMMM!!!
Pasta and legos.
(hasta luego - for Amanda)
Friday, March 21, 2008
"They got the lions, only in Kenya."
Today is the day we (as a whole planet, or so I believe) have set for representing the day Jesus died for us. Good Friday.
Good Friday means, here comes Easter, glorious Easter. But Let's not look towards Easter without first really remembering today, what Jesus did- and everything He did leading up to- today.
I don't have time to go into detail (as Jim Britt did flawlessly on Sunday), but there are so many keypoints to remember about this day.
God crushed His own Son. He is the One who killed Jesus. Jesus offered Himself up as the perfect sacrifice (He led a perfect life here on earth), for God the Father to pour out every painful drop of His wrath.
Sure, Jesus was dealing with incredible earthly pain and suffering. He was fully human as well, therefore, He can completely relate to us - He can probably relate even closer to human than us just because of how close he was to death and that He knew it.
But really, the most dreadful suffering was from the Father's wrath. All of our sins had been bottled up into the cup of wrath that was fully blasted onto Jesus, "today", at Calvary.
That is the reason He sweat drops of blood. We all know Jesus loves us undoubtedly, and yes He knew He was dying for us during that time, but Who He was really thinking about and fearing, was His own Father.
We say (like how I said earlier), Jesus can relate to us....well, I wish somehow we could relate to Him- knowing what He really went through, but we have faith and trust instead of learning or seeing firsthand. I don't believe anyone could handle what He went through for God's glory and for us.
It was a drink only He could swallow. Out of all eternity, every person ever, no one would amount up, no one would offer himself, no one could even attempt to barely succeed.
Jesus was the only One who could perform this horrid journey. And He actually did it.
LINE LINE LINE LINE
At the cross we see Your mercy
Pouring forth in streams of blood
At the cross we see compassion
Flowing like a crimson flood
At the cross we see our Savior
And the beauty of His love
At the cross
At the cross we find forgiveness
Making foul sinners clean
At the cross we find Your power
Setting captive prisoners free
At the cross we find our Savior
Who secured our victory
At the cross
Good Friday means, here comes Easter, glorious Easter. But Let's not look towards Easter without first really remembering today, what Jesus did- and everything He did leading up to- today.
I don't have time to go into detail (as Jim Britt did flawlessly on Sunday), but there are so many keypoints to remember about this day.
God crushed His own Son. He is the One who killed Jesus. Jesus offered Himself up as the perfect sacrifice (He led a perfect life here on earth), for God the Father to pour out every painful drop of His wrath.
Sure, Jesus was dealing with incredible earthly pain and suffering. He was fully human as well, therefore, He can completely relate to us - He can probably relate even closer to human than us just because of how close he was to death and that He knew it.
But really, the most dreadful suffering was from the Father's wrath. All of our sins had been bottled up into the cup of wrath that was fully blasted onto Jesus, "today", at Calvary.
That is the reason He sweat drops of blood. We all know Jesus loves us undoubtedly, and yes He knew He was dying for us during that time, but Who He was really thinking about and fearing, was His own Father.
We say (like how I said earlier), Jesus can relate to us....well, I wish somehow we could relate to Him- knowing what He really went through, but we have faith and trust instead of learning or seeing firsthand. I don't believe anyone could handle what He went through for God's glory and for us.
It was a drink only He could swallow. Out of all eternity, every person ever, no one would amount up, no one would offer himself, no one could even attempt to barely succeed.
Jesus was the only One who could perform this horrid journey. And He actually did it.
LINE LINE LINE LINE
At the cross we see Your mercy
Pouring forth in streams of blood
At the cross we see compassion
Flowing like a crimson flood
At the cross we see our Savior
And the beauty of His love
At the cross
At the cross we find forgiveness
Making foul sinners clean
At the cross we find Your power
Setting captive prisoners free
At the cross we find our Savior
Who secured our victory
At the cross
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Graceless
If none of my longtime blog friends have noticed yet, I've stopped with the both famous and infamous "yoyoyo." Sad I know, but somethings need to come to an end.
yoyoyo meant alot to me. and I know you as well. It was always there, omnipresent really, and never at a loss for 6 letters (don't go back and count, I already did for you).
To see my yoyoyo go is like watching a child go back into their mother's womb. Not really, but you get the picture. Ok, you probably don't get the picture on this one, neether/niither do I.
But in actuality. I'm not replacing it with anything. yoyoyo is now assumed (by those same longtime friends, and sub-conciously somehow by newcomers).
I don't know how to seperate this part with a line, like on xanga. So this will have to do:
LINE LINE LINE LINE
re-Surgence on Sunday was sobering. I don't think about living my life in reference to Christ nearly as much as I should. The theme was surrounded by genuine salvation, and how to be able to recognize genuine and Godly fruit in our daily lives.
The first question of the night, "Which road am I on?" is the one that really stood out to me. Here's why.
I know I am on the right road.
The straight and narrow.
I know that Jesus paid for all of my sins 2000 years ago, on a hill, on a wooden cross.
I know that 2000 years ago minus three days He rose from the grave, putting His death to death (therefore allowing the way to not just a neutral standing before God, but now a positive one).
I know these things, but the true point is that sometimes this road I'm on doesn't feel so straight and narrow.
Sometimes it feels crooked and wide. As in, sometimes I lack courage to evangelize, too often laziness takes over, and I let things pass by. I'm not working as hard as I should for Jesus. He surely worked hard for me (understatement).
When this happens, I don't feel like I'm in the category that can say, "I am dying to myself every day, Jesus, this life is so hard, and I'm doing my best for and to glorify You."
I believe that is what we want to say, and we do say because its so biblically correct. But I believe we deceives ourselves when we say this - if we aren't doing all the things He has commanded, and all the things He has done for us prior to our existence.
I know i was saying "we, we, we." Really I should just say "me, me, me." But I know we all struggle with these things.
All these thoughts of the road, instantly reminded me of Pilgrim's Progress. Today I started reading the book again (the first time I read it was in 3rd grade, and it was a simplified version, with REALLY cutesy pictures).
If you haven't read it (good example: Emily Hollis), than you should seriously consider it. It's an allegory following the life of a man appropriately named Christian. Not many remember his first name (my title) though.
For those who don't know (and this makes the story so much sweeter), this allegory was dreamed up by John Bunyan in the 1600s (i believe?) while he was in prison. So to read this and imagine yourself as Christian, going through places like the Slough of Despond or the hill of Difficulty, or meeting people like Mr. Worldly Wiseman or Evangelist, is really an amazing adventure. MUCHO RECOMMENDO-DODO. (pronounced "dough dough")
I think American Idol is on tonight. I really like hearing what Simon has to say. And I really don't know why people make fun of it, I love watching people sing, seeing if they CAN sing, and seeing how they are judged accordingly. I consider it a joy to watch. Especially ever since that one guy sang a Mute Math song! Good choice man, good choice.
with this, and with that, I'm retiring. Goodnight and morrow all.
yoyoyo meant alot to me. and I know you as well. It was always there, omnipresent really, and never at a loss for 6 letters (don't go back and count, I already did for you).
To see my yoyoyo go is like watching a child go back into their mother's womb. Not really, but you get the picture. Ok, you probably don't get the picture on this one, neether/niither do I.
But in actuality. I'm not replacing it with anything. yoyoyo is now assumed (by those same longtime friends, and sub-conciously somehow by newcomers).
I don't know how to seperate this part with a line, like on xanga. So this will have to do:
LINE LINE LINE LINE
re-Surgence on Sunday was sobering. I don't think about living my life in reference to Christ nearly as much as I should. The theme was surrounded by genuine salvation, and how to be able to recognize genuine and Godly fruit in our daily lives.
The first question of the night, "Which road am I on?" is the one that really stood out to me. Here's why.
I know I am on the right road.
The straight and narrow.
I know that Jesus paid for all of my sins 2000 years ago, on a hill, on a wooden cross.
I know that 2000 years ago minus three days He rose from the grave, putting His death to death (therefore allowing the way to not just a neutral standing before God, but now a positive one).
I know these things, but the true point is that sometimes this road I'm on doesn't feel so straight and narrow.
Sometimes it feels crooked and wide. As in, sometimes I lack courage to evangelize, too often laziness takes over, and I let things pass by. I'm not working as hard as I should for Jesus. He surely worked hard for me (understatement).
When this happens, I don't feel like I'm in the category that can say, "I am dying to myself every day, Jesus, this life is so hard, and I'm doing my best for and to glorify You."
I believe that is what we want to say, and we do say because its so biblically correct. But I believe we deceives ourselves when we say this - if we aren't doing all the things He has commanded, and all the things He has done for us prior to our existence.
I know i was saying "we, we, we." Really I should just say "me, me, me." But I know we all struggle with these things.
All these thoughts of the road, instantly reminded me of Pilgrim's Progress. Today I started reading the book again (the first time I read it was in 3rd grade, and it was a simplified version, with REALLY cutesy pictures).
If you haven't read it (good example: Emily Hollis), than you should seriously consider it. It's an allegory following the life of a man appropriately named Christian. Not many remember his first name (my title) though.
For those who don't know (and this makes the story so much sweeter), this allegory was dreamed up by John Bunyan in the 1600s (i believe?) while he was in prison. So to read this and imagine yourself as Christian, going through places like the Slough of Despond or the hill of Difficulty, or meeting people like Mr. Worldly Wiseman or Evangelist, is really an amazing adventure. MUCHO RECOMMENDO-DODO. (pronounced "dough dough")
I think American Idol is on tonight. I really like hearing what Simon has to say. And I really don't know why people make fun of it, I love watching people sing, seeing if they CAN sing, and seeing how they are judged accordingly. I consider it a joy to watch. Especially ever since that one guy sang a Mute Math song! Good choice man, good choice.
with this, and with that, I'm retiring. Goodnight and morrow all.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Green Pastures
To clear things up for anyone else who thinks I'm an emo who believes he is miserable and depraved (check my big headline)...
I am just that! (maybe not emo) But, I am a sinner. I am in a miserable state, and Christ came to save me, even in the midst of my miserable being.
I can't remember a time I've wanted to die for someone who didn't love and adore me.
But I can remember (yet, too often forget) that in my own sinfulness, He remade the history of all that is, through living a perfect life, dying a horrid death, and raising Himself from death itself, all in my stead.
I am so in debt to Christ, the debt was so great, only God, through the person of Jesus Christ, could lift that debt. Only He was powerful and pure enough to fix my evil nature for all eternity.
I believe this would be the best way to start off my blog, if you're going to listen to me rant and rave from time to time, I hope at least you could come away being more in love with the Savior.
I leave you now with some lyrics from Matt Wertz (I bet that was a true surprise!).
Yesterday morning every part of her just shut down
All that she knew, or thought she knew, flew out that door
Things she loved, so easily forgotten
And now Jamie cannot love no more, no more
She said, she said I'm so sick of this stumble, the stumble
I've been calling walk
She said I'm so tired of the mumble, this mumble
I've described as talk
Now I think this time, I lose myself
to the One who found me here
I am just that! (maybe not emo) But, I am a sinner. I am in a miserable state, and Christ came to save me, even in the midst of my miserable being.
I can't remember a time I've wanted to die for someone who didn't love and adore me.
But I can remember (yet, too often forget) that in my own sinfulness, He remade the history of all that is, through living a perfect life, dying a horrid death, and raising Himself from death itself, all in my stead.
I am so in debt to Christ, the debt was so great, only God, through the person of Jesus Christ, could lift that debt. Only He was powerful and pure enough to fix my evil nature for all eternity.
I believe this would be the best way to start off my blog, if you're going to listen to me rant and rave from time to time, I hope at least you could come away being more in love with the Savior.
I leave you now with some lyrics from Matt Wertz (I bet that was a true surprise!).
Yesterday morning every part of her just shut down
All that she knew, or thought she knew, flew out that door
Things she loved, so easily forgotten
And now Jamie cannot love no more, no more
She said, she said I'm so sick of this stumble, the stumble
I've been calling walk
She said I'm so tired of the mumble, this mumble
I've described as talk
Now I think this time, I lose myself
to the One who found me here
Monday, January 28, 2008
Freshness
Just gettin' this thing-a-ma-jig started.
Posts to come.
Thoughts to arrive.
And Lovin' to spread.
Posts to come.
Thoughts to arrive.
And Lovin' to spread.
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