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perjantaina, maaliskuuta 23, 2007
maanantaina, maaliskuuta 19, 2007
Deep insight.
Sounds corny, but this one touched me.
And to correct, this sond is actually
not from album Red Lights White Lines
but One Minute Too Late.
Oh God.
How to stay humble?
How to understand and keep my value,
when earth seems to be filled with people
with more talent and holiness?
How to love and befriend with people,
so that it doesn't have to mean anything
else except deep friendship and fighting
for each others halfs when needed?
How to get strenght to complete compulsory
tasks without motivation?
Am I beautiful, am I lovely?
Do you really see me, do you really
like me, the way I am?
Oh God. You alone.
How to understand and keep my value,
when earth seems to be filled with people
with more talent and holiness?
How to love and befriend with people,
so that it doesn't have to mean anything
else except deep friendship and fighting
for each others halfs when needed?
How to get strenght to complete compulsory
tasks without motivation?
Am I beautiful, am I lovely?
Do you really see me, do you really
like me, the way I am?
Oh God. You alone.
perjantaina, maaliskuuta 09, 2007
tiistaina, helmikuuta 27, 2007
perjantaina, helmikuuta 23, 2007
Unbelievable.
This is the world [God] has made. This is the world that is still going on. And he doesn’t walk away from the mess we’ve made of it. Now he lives, almost cheerfully, certainly heroically, in a dynamic relationship with us and with our world. “Then the Lord intervened” is perhaps the single most common phrase about him in Scripture, in one form or another. Look at the stories he writes. There’s the one where the children of Israel are pinned against the Red Sea, no way out, with Pharaoh and his army barreling down on them in murderous fury. Then God shows up. There’s Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, who get rescued only after they’re thrown into the fiery furnace. Then God shows up. He lets the mob kill Jesus, bury him . . . then he shows up. Do you know why God loves writing such incredible stories? Because he loves to come through. He loves to show us that he has what it takes.
It’s not the nature of God to limit his risks and cover his bases. Far from it. Most of the time, he actually lets the odds stack up against him. Against Goliath, a seasoned soldier and a trained killer, he sends . . . a freckle-faced little shepherd kid with a slingshot. Most commanders going into battle want as many infantry as they can get. God cuts Gideon’s army from thirty-two thousand to three hundred. Then he equips the ragtag little band that’s left with torches and watering pots. It’s not just a battle or two that God takes his chances with, either. Have you thought about his handling of the gospel? God needs to get a message out to the human race, without which they will perish . . . forever. What’s the plan? First, he starts with the most unlikely group ever: a couple of prostitutes, a few fishermen with no better than a second-grade education, a tax collector. Then, he passes the ball to us. Unbelievable.
[John Eldredge: Wild at heart p. 31-32]
It’s not the nature of God to limit his risks and cover his bases. Far from it. Most of the time, he actually lets the odds stack up against him. Against Goliath, a seasoned soldier and a trained killer, he sends . . . a freckle-faced little shepherd kid with a slingshot. Most commanders going into battle want as many infantry as they can get. God cuts Gideon’s army from thirty-two thousand to three hundred. Then he equips the ragtag little band that’s left with torches and watering pots. It’s not just a battle or two that God takes his chances with, either. Have you thought about his handling of the gospel? God needs to get a message out to the human race, without which they will perish . . . forever. What’s the plan? First, he starts with the most unlikely group ever: a couple of prostitutes, a few fishermen with no better than a second-grade education, a tax collector. Then, he passes the ball to us. Unbelievable.
[John Eldredge: Wild at heart p. 31-32]
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