Thursday, August 20, 2009

i'm flying solo

to echo my friend and kindred spirit, there is, indeed a season for everything and now is the time for me to fly solo. mama bird pushed me out of the nest and now i'm supposed to fly...not sure how i'm going to do it without you, but alas, i must.

so, here's to me learning to find my own voice.


Wednesday, August 12, 2009

To everything there is a season...

And right now I believe it is time for me to bid adieu to this blog. I have wrestled, argued, exposed and implored many a times in this space, but now that you, Krista, have joined me up here in the great northwest I'm not sure we collectively need this space to exchange our ideas, wrestlings and dreams in this particular way. I have decided to continue personally blogging on TheJourneyUnknown so that this space can become your playground for exploring all that you encounter in the next few years of your own journey through Mars Hill Graduate School.

Goodbye No Longer Mute...Thanks for giving me a voice.


p.s. I'll remain your most avid reader!!! Can't wait.

Monday, August 3, 2009

when you find yourself lost...'re supposed to stay where you are. the temptation to wander and hope to find the right path is great, however, it makes it more difficult for anyone to find you if you are wandering. if you stay put, wait, be patient, and endure, that's when someone can find you.

i'm wondering if God works the same way. when we find ourselves lost in a world that doesn't make sense, in a day of chaos or a moment of tragedy, we run. we wander searching every direction for the right path. and yet, to be still, in the pain and suffering, loss and confusion, is to be found. to remain is the best solution - but how hard that is! wouldn't it be better if i just tried this way? wouldn't i be able to save myself if i went that way? staying put can't be the best can't be - all reason betrays me. but that is the best way - against reason it is the best way to stay and remain in the loss, rather than run - and risk being lost forever.

this remaining is taxing. but i'm trying.


Sunday, August 2, 2009

working on receiving His love...

these lyrics help...

How He Loves Us
sung by David Crowder Band

He is jealous for me,
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.
When all of a sudden,
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
And I realise just how beautiful You are,
And how great Your affections are for me.

And oh, how He loves us so,
Oh how He loves us,
How He loves us all

We are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes,
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss,
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
When I think about, the way…