No great work is ever done in a hurry. To develop a great scientific discovery, to paint a great picture, to write an immortal poem, to become a minister, or a famous general~~to do anything great requires time, patience, and perseverance.
"...so the Son of Man must be lifted up, that everyone who believes in him may have eternal life." John 3:15
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Patience, patience
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
to sum it up
"There's nothing like the sound of a bat hitting a ball in the summertime."
~a fellow spectator, a new friend
~a fellow spectator, a new friend
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
resolute
there's sunshine on my shoulders today...in short breaths, between the puff and train of rain clouds.
we studied on Sunday how Christ made Himself resolute. isn't that a lovely word? nice to hear, read, and speak. resolute.
on to Jerusalem...
to praises on the palm-laden streets...
to betrayal during bread breaking...
to night, no one, everyone, anger, fear...
to the brood of vipers...
to the plan laid before time...
to the weak Pilate...
to the trade...
to the scourging, the pain, the ridicule, the humiliation...
to the streets, now dripping with jeers, confusion...
to the hill of the skull, Golgotha...
to the cross...
to the darkness...
alone...
forsaken...
heavy with burdens...
heavy with the sin of others, mine...
another jeer of mocking and another voice of repentance...forgiveness, Lord?
granting forgiveness, hope...
to death.
to the tomb...
to the third day's light...
to victory.
...praying He might make me resolute....that He would give me His resolve...
we studied on Sunday how Christ made Himself resolute. isn't that a lovely word? nice to hear, read, and speak. resolute.
on to Jerusalem...
to praises on the palm-laden streets...
to betrayal during bread breaking...
to night, no one, everyone, anger, fear...
to the brood of vipers...
to the plan laid before time...
to the weak Pilate...
to the trade...
to the scourging, the pain, the ridicule, the humiliation...
to the streets, now dripping with jeers, confusion...
to the hill of the skull, Golgotha...
to the cross...
to the darkness...
alone...
forsaken...
heavy with burdens...
heavy with the sin of others, mine...
another jeer of mocking and another voice of repentance...forgiveness, Lord?
granting forgiveness, hope...
to death.
to the tomb...
to the third day's light...
to victory.
...praying He might make me resolute....that He would give me His resolve...
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Fill my cup, Lord...
Fill my cup, Lord...
I lift it up, Lord.
Come and quench this thirsting in my soul.
Bread from Heaven,
feed me till I want no more...
Fill my cup, fill it up, and make me whole.
~Richard Blanshard
I lift it up, Lord.
Come and quench this thirsting in my soul.
Bread from Heaven,
feed me till I want no more...
Fill my cup, fill it up, and make me whole.
~Richard Blanshard
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