going to Nicaragua in about 4 hours... wow
Psalm 51
Have mercy on me, O God, according to your unfailing love; according to your great compassion blot out my transgressions. Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from sin.
Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones you have crushed rejoice. Hide your face from my sins and blot out all my iniquity. Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Monday, July 9, 2007
Hebrews 12
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.
In your struggle against sin, you have not yet resisted to the point of shedding your blood. And you have forgotten that word of encouragement that addresses you as sons:
"My son, do nto make light of the Lord's discipline, and do not lose heart when he rebukes you, because the Lord disciplines those he loves, and he punishes everyone he accepts as a son."
Endure hardship as discipline; God is treating you as sons. For what son is nto disciplined by his father?
No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it.
Genesis 3: 6-7 Then the Lord said to Cain, "Why are you angry? Why is your face downcast? If you do what is right, will you not be accepted? But if you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you, but you must master it."
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Hebrews 11:6 And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.
13-16 All these people were still living by faith when they died. They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance. And they admitted that they were aliens and strangers on earth. People who say such things show that they are looking for a country of their own. If they had been thinking of the country they had left, they would have opportunity to return. Instead, they were longing for a better country-a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them.
10:32 Remember those earlier days after you had received the light, when you stood your ground in a great contest in the face of suffering.
39 But we are not of those who shrink back and are destroyed, but of those who believe and are saved.
Dear God,
I'm sick of trying to do things my way instead of waiting for you, having some faith, and doing your will. I make a mess out of everything when it's only me because I need you. I need you and that is something that somehow I need to be constantly reminded of. I'm sorry for messing up, not listening to you, being willful instead of willing. Show me what to do, give me the strength to do what is right, instill yourself in my life once more because I can't do anything without you. Thank you so much for this great obscure church you somehow led me to. Bless this church. Bless our mission team please. Bless Pastor Che as he goes up north. Bless my family Lord. Teach me what it is to truly love unconditionally. Teach me to forgive, have patience. Grow my heart, keep me teachable. Instead of all these requests, most of all Father, I ask for patience that I might listen for once and learn and become wise in your ways. Keep me accountable so that I might not fall into the trap that the world sets for me once again. Keep me pure. Refine me through your fire. I am a vessel, fill me with your spirit...
13-16 All these people were still living by faith when they died. They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance. And they admitted that they were aliens and strangers on earth. People who say such things show that they are looking for a country of their own. If they had been thinking of the country they had left, they would have opportunity to return. Instead, they were longing for a better country-a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them.
10:32 Remember those earlier days after you had received the light, when you stood your ground in a great contest in the face of suffering.
39 But we are not of those who shrink back and are destroyed, but of those who believe and are saved.
Dear God,
I'm sick of trying to do things my way instead of waiting for you, having some faith, and doing your will. I make a mess out of everything when it's only me because I need you. I need you and that is something that somehow I need to be constantly reminded of. I'm sorry for messing up, not listening to you, being willful instead of willing. Show me what to do, give me the strength to do what is right, instill yourself in my life once more because I can't do anything without you. Thank you so much for this great obscure church you somehow led me to. Bless this church. Bless our mission team please. Bless Pastor Che as he goes up north. Bless my family Lord. Teach me what it is to truly love unconditionally. Teach me to forgive, have patience. Grow my heart, keep me teachable. Instead of all these requests, most of all Father, I ask for patience that I might listen for once and learn and become wise in your ways. Keep me accountable so that I might not fall into the trap that the world sets for me once again. Keep me pure. Refine me through your fire. I am a vessel, fill me with your spirit...
Monday, June 18, 2007
Sometimes I feel as though I were born in a circus, come out of my mother's womb like a man from a cannon, pitched toward the ceiling of the tent, all the doctors and nurses clapping in delight from the grandstands, the band going great gun in trombones and drums. I unfold and find flight hundreds of feet above the center ring, the smell of popcorn in the air, the clowns gather below, amazed at my grace, and all the people chanting my name as my arms come out like wings and I move swan-like toward the apex, where I draw my arms in, collapse my torso to my legs, roll over in perfection, then slowly give in to gravity. My body falls back toward earth, the ground coming up quick, the center ring growing enormous beneath my falling weight.
And this is precisely when it occurs to me that there is no net. And I wonder, What is the use of a circus? and Why should a man bother to be shot out of a cannon? and Why is the crowd's applause so fleeting? and... Who is going to rescue me?
- Searching for God Knows What, Donald Miller
One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple.
Though my father and mother forsake me, the Lord will receive me.
I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.
Perhaps I had a wicked childhood
Perhaps I had a miserable youth
But somewhere in my wicked miserable past
I must have had a moment of truth
For here you are
Standing there
Loving me
Whether or not you should
Nothing comes from nothing
Nothing ever could
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good
-Sound of Music
And this is precisely when it occurs to me that there is no net. And I wonder, What is the use of a circus? and Why should a man bother to be shot out of a cannon? and Why is the crowd's applause so fleeting? and... Who is going to rescue me?
- Searching for God Knows What, Donald Miller
One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple.
Though my father and mother forsake me, the Lord will receive me.
I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.
Perhaps I had a wicked childhood
Perhaps I had a miserable youth
But somewhere in my wicked miserable past
I must have had a moment of truth
For here you are
Standing there
Loving me
Whether or not you should
Nothing comes from nothing
Nothing ever could
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good
-Sound of Music
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