"Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done." an angel from heaven appeared to him &strengthened him. &being in anguish, he prayed more earnestly, &his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.
my soul thirsts for God, for the living God. when can I go &meet with God?
stand firm &you will see the deliverance the Lord will bring you today. Egyptians you
what is man that you are mindful of him, the son of man that you care for him? you made him a little lower than the heavenly beings &crowned him with glory &honor.
w/God, 1day is like 1000y, &1000y is like 1day. Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish
king of Egypt said to Hebrew midwives, "when you are helping Hebrew women during childbirth on delivery stool, if you see that baby is boy, kill him; but if a girl, let her live." the midwives, however, feared God &did not do what king of Egypt told them to do; they let the boys live. then king of Egypt summoned midwives &asked, "why have you done this? why have you let the boys live?" the midwives answered Pharaoh, "Hebrew women are not like Egyptian woman; they are vigorous &give birth before the midwives arrive." (HA!)
"if you want to be perfect, sell your possessions &give to the poor, &you will have treasure in heaven. then come, follow me." when the young man heard this, he went away sad, because he had great wealth. (LOL. rich man's not selling his stuff !?)
my home is in heaven; I'm just travelin' through the world -BG
as rain &snow come down from heaven, &don't return to it w/o watering Earth &making it bud &flourish, so that it yields seed for sower &bread for eater, so is my word that goes out from my mouth: it will not return to me empty, but accomplish what i desire &achieve the purpose for which i sent it.
out of love for the truth &the desire to bring it to light -95 theses, 1517.
if there are words for Him then, I don't have them. you see my brain has not yet reached a point where it could form a thought that could adequately describe the greatness of my God. &my voice is so inhibited, restrained by human limits, that it's hard to even sing a praise up. my God: unsearchable yet knowable. indefinable, yet approachable. indescribable, yet personal.
when the world shook &the sun was wiped out of heaven, it was not at the crucifixion, but at the cry from the cross: the cry which confessed that God was forsaken of God. &now let the revolutionists choose a creed from all the creeds &a god from all the gods of the world, carefully weighing all the gods of inevitable recurrence &of unalterable power. they will not find another god who has himself been in revolt. nay (the matter grows too difficult for human speech), but let the atheists themselves choose a god. they will find only 1 divinity who ever uttered their isolation; only 1 religion in which God seemed for an instant to be an atheist.
-G.K.C orthodoxy. matt. 27:46
"my God, why have you forsaken me?" Jesus cried from cross. †