"what do you think ? if a man owns a 100 sheep, &1 of them wanders away, will he not leave the 99, on hills &go ,2 look 4 the 1 that wandered off ?" overwhelming, never-ending.
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advent."after Tx, I love california. I think I'll stay here for a long time." -the .humility, gah
to mention Christ on Christmas, they don't even understand lang. say HH b4 MC lol. angry /murderers; we all going through it. it can hardly see self /prayer / seeing. thing inside me /all , is enemy. I have no enemies nor friends (nothingness =peace). everything in their small world, tells God doesn't exist, "it doesn't make sense." <3 God is cool how he doesn't force, but you wander to a church /fam, @Christmas for some reason. doesn't make it obvious, also doesn't not make it obvi. like, lets you choose. Nothing /everything "gold, frankincense, & myrrh were gifts given2 JC by wise men." according2 "@Matt2:11." THANK GOD.
u found a way 2bring me back. needed forgiveness, u always gave me that. i'm a witness of ur love bc u don't be givin up. never thought i'd find an angel undercover. made a change 2everything from my heart 2my last name. hey heaven sent, hand on da Bible.456 man not only loves, but reasons. all riches world had 2offer me would never do. looking4 bridge can't burn down. want more than $ can buy. my sand castles spend time collapsing. standing on edge of everything I been B4. so like u 2keep pursuing
It's so unusual, it's frightening
You see right through the mess inside me And you call me out to pull me in You tell me I can start again And I don't need to keep on hiding … I'm fully known and loved by You You won't let go no matter what I do And it's not one or the other It's hard truth and ridiculous grace It's so like You to keep pursuing It's so like me to go astray But You guard my heart with Your truth A kind of love that's bulletproof And I surrender to Your kindness, ooh How real, how wide How rich, how high is Your heart I cannot find the reasons why. (bc God is love). You give me so much |
my home's in heaven; just travelin' through the world -Billy Graham
isaiah 55:10-11as 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 cross: the cry which confessed that God was forsaken of God (Matt: 27:46) &now let the revolutionists choose a creed from all creeds &a god from all gods of the world, carefully weighing all 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. -GKC. †
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