Friday, October 19, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
He's coming
Isaiah 25:6-9
"On this mountain the LORD of hosts will make for all peoples a feast of rich food, a feast of well-aged wine, of rich food full of marrow, of aged wine well refined. And he will swallow up on this mountain the covering that is cast over all peoples, the veil that is spread over all nations. He will swallow up death forever; and the Lord GOD will wipe away tears from all faces, and the reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth, for the LORD has spoken. It will be said on that day, “Behold, this is our God; we have waited for him, that he might save us. This is the LORD; we have waited for him; let us be glad and rejoice in his salvation.”
Recently I've been clinging to the truth that this place is not my home. The pain and disappointment of life are so strong and real, that at times, it takes my breath away. I await the day when He will come again in glory and in judgement. I am waiting for him daily to save me from the wickedness of sin upon this earth and from the sin my own heart. The mar of the curse touches everything. Just when I think there is relief from it, it rears its ugly head.
But thanks be to God, He will come again. Death will be no more. There will be no more sorrow and no more tears. We will see him as he is, face to face. All will be made glorious. I can almost picture it...almost. Restoration. Renewal. I imagine what it would be like, knowing that I see in a mirror dimly. It will be unlike any of us have ever known. Revival.
I sit and ponder. I sit and wait. I wait for him that he might save me.
Recently I've been clinging to the truth that this place is not my home. The pain and disappointment of life are so strong and real, that at times, it takes my breath away. I await the day when He will come again in glory and in judgement. I am waiting for him daily to save me from the wickedness of sin upon this earth and from the sin my own heart. The mar of the curse touches everything. Just when I think there is relief from it, it rears its ugly head.
But thanks be to God, He will come again. Death will be no more. There will be no more sorrow and no more tears. We will see him as he is, face to face. All will be made glorious. I can almost picture it...almost. Restoration. Renewal. I imagine what it would be like, knowing that I see in a mirror dimly. It will be unlike any of us have ever known. Revival.
I sit and ponder. I sit and wait. I wait for him that he might save me.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Puppy love.
"We get the dog we need not necessarily the dog we want," Cesar Milan. This certainly is true about our dog. When we first got him was so skittish that he would cower and shake at the sound of my husband's voice. I've had to learn how to be a confident pack leader. He's gotten better, but still has a ways to go. He's not totally free from all of his quirks, but who is?
"now in the clear light of day..."
“Now in the clear light of day, I see that Jesus, if he was merely my accomplice, had betrayed me. If, on the
other hand, he was God, he had freed me. For God is God, and if he is God, He is worthy of my worship and
my service, and I will find rest nowhere but in His will, and that will is infinitely, immeasurably, unspeakably,
beyond my largest notion of what He is up to." Elizabeth Elliot- No Graven Image.
Job 42- God becomes the end. not the means to a good life.
everything i have is a GIFT from god, my breath/life is grace. When i begin to think i deserve things, i've built my life/gain identity on those things. when suffering comes and it shakes those things. suffering can drive me from god. but if i see everything as grace i turn TO god in the midst suffering.
my sentiments today
"A heart torn between two pieces of earth. Between two different and unique people. This heart feels like it may break. With one, yearning for the other. And then a breath... Peace...Be with the one and keep the other close. So close you can almost taste, touch, and hear it. Red, the dirt. Beautiful, the faces. So distant yet so near. Always in my heart."
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