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Someplace Right: March 2011
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Monday, March 7, 2011. Lesser measures could not have sufficed. If we believe that God is sovereign over the historical process, intervening as He sees fit to bring about His intentions for creation - that the historical process is guided by a loving Providence - how do we account for suffering? Why does a holy and all-powerful God endure our fallen humanity and allow suffering to continue? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). To Write Love on Her Arms. My Fight with Faith. February 18, 7:00 pm.
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Someplace Right: June 2011
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Wednesday, June 22, 2011. Nouwen and fearful self. Jesus dwells in your fearful, never fully received self. When you befriend your true self and discover that it is good and beautiful, you will see Jesus there. Where you are most human, most yourself, your weakest, there Jesus lives. Bringing your fearful self home is bringing Jesus home.". Henri Nouwen's journal, The Inner Voice of Love,. Thursday, June 16, 2011. Both of his hands are equally skilled at showing mercy. Both of His hands, both of His hands.
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Someplace Right: December 2009
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Tuesday, December 8, 2009. Trees and snow and all is light. Window, close yourself to me. I must retreat to pages long. I must turn off ethereal song. It sees only things unreal. Heavy eyes and instincts fought. To sleep would be to triumph not. Perfect bliss and all is right. What was written goes away. Drift in cosmos without time. Won't wake until rest is mine. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). To Write Love on Her Arms. My Fight with Faith. February 18, 7:00 pm. Awake is the New Sleep. In Shadow Of The Day.
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Someplace Right: lesser measures could not have sufficed
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Monday, March 7, 2011. Lesser measures could not have sufficed. If we believe that God is sovereign over the historical process, intervening as He sees fit to bring about His intentions for creation - that the historical process is guided by a loving Providence - how do we account for suffering? Why does a holy and all-powerful God endure our fallen humanity and allow suffering to continue? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). To Write Love on Her Arms. My Fight with Faith. February 18, 7:00 pm.
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Someplace Right: July 2009
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Sunday, July 5, 2009. See the Light of Life and Be Satisfied. Daughter of Zion lift up your head. All day and night your river of tears. We sit on the ground in silence. We have learned to ignore all prophets, false or true. Because nothing is certain, not even what we see. Upright (wo)men see Your face. And how we want to see Your face. To know You in perfection. Yet, doubt is ever-present, a beggar and a thief. And we are found without oil for the light. Can one so perverse ever be steadfast?
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Someplace Right: If you tarry 'til you're better, you will never come at all.
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Friday, October 15, 2010. If you tarry 'til you're better, you will never come at all. Written by Joseph Hart, 1795. The song is called, I Will Arise and Go to Jesus. Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,. Weak and wounded, sick and sore;. Jesus ready stands to save you,. Full of pity, love and power. I will arise and go to Jesus,. He will embrace me in His arms;. In the arms of my dear Savior,. O there are ten thousand charms. Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome,. God’s free bounty glorify;.
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Someplace Right: Hands
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Thursday, June 16, 2011. There was nothing those hands couldn't do. We rarely had to call professionals in to fix things, my dad or Poppa were usually able to use whatever was in the house, campsite or shop to invent a solution. On one camping trip when I was young, my Poppa was able to fix a man's motorcycle clutch because he just so happened to have tools in his truck for aluminum welding! Both of his hands are equally skilled at showing mercy. Equally skilled at loving the loveless. My Fight with Faith.
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Someplace Right: shipwreck
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Thursday, June 2, 2011. Part of me is dying. The younger part that used to feel safe because it had never experienced the dang ers of love. There's so much of me that wants to prop up more walls, to run away from here, to go and grab hold of everything the tempting world has to offer while I still can, to be reckless and find a thrill that w. Our church is full of shipwrecks,. From every hull these rocks have claimed. Listener, Wooden Heart. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). To Write Love on Her Arms.
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Someplace Right: Shh.
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Sunday, October 3, 2010. Shh, there i am,. It's easier than being awake. With a mind going crazy. And a smile that feels fake. Wake me up with. Words from Thee,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). To Write Love on Her Arms. My Fight with Faith. February 18, 7:00 pm. Awake is the New Sleep. See the World Hanging Upside Down. What is past is prologue. First Week of The Studio Over. In Shadow Of The Day. View my complete profile. If you tarry til youre better, you will never co.
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Someplace Right: August 2010
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Monday, August 9, 2010. Thank-you, Jon Foreman. I was going to paste a snippet of it here but I don't want to ruin the profundity of it when read as a whole. Found here on Switchfoot blog:. Http:/ wereawakening.blogspot.com/2010/05/jon-foreman-on-joan-of-arc-elliot-smith.html. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). To Write Love on Her Arms. My Fight with Faith. February 18, 7:00 pm. Awake is the New Sleep. See the World Hanging Upside Down. What is past is prologue. First Week of The Studio Over.
