Our lives are full with promise and our dreams exist to remind us of who we can be
only one thing.just quit trying… if you’re not fighting with your all… then doing it halfway is a waste of time…
my thoughts… for tonite – and yes… im preaching to myself.
thats my hearts cry. i want to be known in heaven as one who jumps in with both feet… and doesnt ever look back.
in all im called to do, i want to give my all…
Lord, that is my prayer…
i’ll see ya in the storm
“It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we’d know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank… Without passion, we’d be truly dead.” “There’s moments in your life that make you, that set the course of who you’re gonna be. Sometimes they’re little, subtle moments. Sometimes… they’re not.”
they come in many shapes and sizes. some have bows and others tied with ribbons… some shatter our very existence, and others render a sweet fragrance in our lives… today – i was pleasantly surprised. surprised to learn that one of the bestest people in the world – my big sis – now has her own blog.check it out here:
its a rare and precious gift when you catch a glimpse inside of the very being of someone you love…
so, april – if my words have any impact on who you are… may they be to encourage you to continue to walk with, and follow after, the One your Heart of Hearts beats for…
His will may be confusing, easily misunderstood, and sometimes -to our own understanding- downright wrong. but He promised, more than 2000 years ago. He promised to bring all things together for good. He said to seek first His kingdom… and He’d take care of everything else. He knows all of whats in your heart, because He is holding it very close to His own…
give Him your all april. because truly, the one meant for you, will fall in love with you… for that very reason…
because your all– is continually on His altar.
anyway… those are my thoughts for tonite…
goodnite everyone
it seems that if one looks back on his life and recalls times of victory… and seasons of failure… he can learn things.
i think thats where i find myself this afternoon.
i had a really good week at work. first in a while. and beyond that, a lot of the pressure i was putting on myself to preform has begun to dissapate. thank God….
its interesting to realize tho, that in our times of greatest victory, we are the most vulnerable to attack. it seems that – for me personally – if im not walking through the fire every moment, then during those easier moments, i am most failure prone.
fire forces us closer to the One we follow. when things arent as hot… i sometimes tend to enjoy my ability to run and be free… a lil too much.
i dunno… just what im learning today i guess.
i ended up looking back over some of my blogs from months ago… and i stumbled across something that i had forgotten about…
and i connected with it…. so here it is, updated slightly since the 7 odd months since march 16…
anyway…
if we’re lucky… we spend 80 years or so on this rock we call earth.
most of us breeze through it making the most of the oppurtunities and shying away from all that makes us uncomfortable… or brings us pain.
the few who chose to not run when the fire burns away all they know…
are the ones, who – when you look into their eyes.. you know they’ve looked defeat in the face, and they didnt look away.
they are the ones who are scarred. but they are no longer scared.
they have felt pain – but they’ve learned to not back down.
they know what the enemy can bring… because they’ve fought… and in the end – they’ve won.
someday soon… when you look into my eyes…
you will see that.
you will see someone who looks beyond the present.
someone who can see beyond the whirlwind that surrounds us into the things that lay ahead
my life may not reflect anything right now. but ive learned that our lives aren’t valued by the sum total of its parts.
that about sums up tonite.i was mentioned in nannykates blog… and i think im gonna post my comment to her blog from a few days ago…
simply because im preaching to myself….
“after walking through the fire and being burned beyond recognition, you may have less than you started with. much less. incredibly less than you began your journey with… but what you have now is real – and now that it’s stood the test of the flames, you know – it’s real.”
and the truth thing again, from the unlikely source of sherlock holmes
“….when you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth…..”
so ive gotta ask myself… in all thats failed, in all thats been eliminated, what does remain? ill tell you what remains.
His love for me.
His plan for my life.
His mercry, new every morning.
His anointing and blessing upon my every moment on this planet…
and most importantly… what remains?
Him.
as unlikely, as improbable… He still is there…
im finding myself at a loss for words
and the funny thing is, its ok.
the last thing i need
is to be heard
but to hear – what You would say
….when He had finished, Much-Afraid lifted her face towrd the High Places which were now quite invisible and spoke quietly through the midst. “my Lord, behold me- here i am, in the place Thou didst send me to- doing the thing Thou didst tell me to do, for where Thou diest, will i die, and there will i be bured: the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me”
i want to hear you better
i want to follow you closer
and i want to want these things more
here i am to worship
here i am to bow down
here i am to say that Your my God
if doubt and fatiuth walk hand in hand, then i am definetly leaning towards the doubt side today….
we’re told… that our standing with God has nothing to do with our abilities… and everything to do with His unending love for us.
we’re told… that our lives are nothing without Him… and everything with Him.
we’re told… that if we give it our best and let Him handle the rest… that He will bring good out of it.
we’re told… that a worker is worth his wages….
we’re told so much – and all i can do is ask
where is it? where is the fulfilment of what we’ve been told?
i had a meeting with my boss today – as you probably can tell, it didnt go all that well.
i sit here wondering, questioning… what else can i do? what else can i give? how much harder can i try?
if this road we walk is indeed something unknown. and if each nite is a canvas. a -gift- so to speak. then tonite, i paint with my tears…
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