"God, I pray thee, light these idle sticks of my life and may I burn for Thee. Consume my life, my God, for it is Thine. I seek not a long life, but a full one, like you, Lord Jesus."
- Jim Elliot
Monday, August 20, 2012
An Excerpt about my Possible Future Spouse and Jesus
A man cannot complete me. Only God can do that. And this same God that said, “it’s not good for man to be alone” prepares our souls to complement each other instead.
Do you know the feeling of being so in tune with someone a sideways glance speaks volumes, or you can have the same weird thought and burst into laughter? I do, with a precious few, and that is what I now know love to be. The proverbial “One” is someone who will help me be holier and more human than I am on my own. Not a white knight to rescue me, but a broken, lonely wanderer to come alongside and teach my pride to die.
Someone not to mold me in his image or make me feel good, but who will love me enough to let me be myself and challenge me to be more than I am.
We are not called to complete each other, because only God can do that. We are not called to rescue each other, or be someone’s personal Jesus.
Instead, we are privileged to carry each other’s burdens on this journey, our ships steering by the same bright star.
Before, I wanted to be rescued, and I wanted to be a savior. I couldn’t then. I can’t now. I’m not enough for that.
goodwomenproject.com
Friday, August 17, 2012
My Refuge and My Fortress
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say to the LORD, “My refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.”
For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler
and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his pinions,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.
You will not fear the terror of the night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness,
nor the destruction that wastes at noonday.
A thousand may fall at your side,
ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you.
You will only look with your eyes
and see the recompense of the wicked.
Because you have made the LORD your dwelling place—
the Most High, who is my refuge—
no evil shall be allowed to befall you,
no plague come near your tent.
For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways.
On their hands they will bear you up,
lest you strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread on the lion and the adder;
the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot.
“Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;
I will protect him, because he knows my name.
When he calls to me, I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble;
I will rescue him and honor him.
With long life I will satisfy him
and show him my salvation.”
Psalm 91
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love,
that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us,
and for as many years as we have seen evil.
Let your work be shown to your servants,
and your glorious power to their children.
Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us,
and establish the work of our hands upon us;
yes, establish the work of our hands!
Psalm 90:14-17
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Robert Murray McCheyne (1813–1843)
“The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?” Jer. 17:9. Learn much of the Lord Jesus. For every look at yourself, take ten looks at Christ. He is altogether lovely. Such infinite majesty, and yet such meekness and grace, and all for sinners, even the chief! Live much in the smiles of God. Bask in his beams. Feel his all-seeing eye settled on you in love, and repose in his almighty arms. . . .
. . . Let your soul be filled with a heart-ravishing sense of the sweetness and excellency of Christ and all that is in Him. Let the Holy Spirit fill every chamber of your heart; and so there will be no room for folly, or the world, or Satan, or the flesh."
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
The one who broke down the great wall of enmity and gave me His name
How gracious is my Redeemer King Jesus
Son of the Highest
What could I possibly give to you
but the fragrance of my
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Holy is the man of sorrows
Destroying the works of the evil one all with your own blood
and mercies before and behind you
such beauty all--around you how could I ever repay you
but with the fragrance of my
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Praise be to the wounded one
Glory and honor to the Son
We ascribe worth and give up to you Lord
Let the fragrance of our love go forth
We lift our gaze
We lift our gaze
We lift our gaze
We lift our gaze
We lift our gaze..
You are Higher!
You are Higher!
You are Higher!
You are Higher!
You are Higher!
Praise be to the wounded one
Glory and honor to the Son
We ascribe worth and give up to you Lord
Let the fragrance of our love go forth
Glory and honor to the Son
We ascribe worth and give up to you Lord
Let the fragrance of our love go forth
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