Love immeasurable, Love divine
Love unlocked this prison mine
Love who paid for all my crime
wrap my heart in Thine
I had built a life on shifting sand
Bounding down the brink, You grabbed my hand
Unaware was I my tragic state
Rescued how can I but celebrate
Love immeasurable, Love divine
Love unlocked this prison mine
Love who paid for all my crime
wrap my heart in Thine
Drowning in a well of dark despair
Dropped a rope and dragged me up for air
Purged my lungs of liquid, given voice
Bid this twisted tongue of mine rejoice
Love immeasurable, Love divine
Love unlocked this prison mine
Love who paid for all my crime
wrap my heart in Thine
Sleeping in a coffin set to die
Wakened by the Son and grateful I
Raised to life and love and faithfulness
Happy I to give you nothing less
Love immeasurable, Love divine
Love unlocked this prison mine
Love who paid for all my crime
wrap my heart in Thine
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
zing!
"People do not-- will not-- drift towards holiness.
Apart from grace-driven effort, people do not
gravitate towards
Godliness, prayer,
obedience to scripture, faith, and delight in the Lord.
Instead,
we drift towards compromise and call it tolerance
we drift towards disobedience and call it freedom
we drift towards superstition and call it faith
we cherish the indiscipline of lost self control and call it relaxation
we slouch towards prayerlessness and delude ourselves into thinking that we have escaped legalism.
We slide towards godlessness-- and convince ourselves that we have been liberated."
D.A. Carson -For the Love of God
Apart from grace-driven effort, people do not
gravitate towards
Godliness, prayer,
obedience to scripture, faith, and delight in the Lord.
Instead,
we drift towards compromise and call it tolerance
we drift towards disobedience and call it freedom
we drift towards superstition and call it faith
we cherish the indiscipline of lost self control and call it relaxation
we slouch towards prayerlessness and delude ourselves into thinking that we have escaped legalism.
We slide towards godlessness-- and convince ourselves that we have been liberated."
D.A. Carson -For the Love of God
Friday, June 17, 2011
Believer!
Believer! Does your soul say within you:
"Oh that he were mine! and oh that I were his; that I could please him and live to him!"
Then do not toss your spirit and perplex your thoughts in fruitless, endless doubtings,
but as you are convinced of ungodliness, believe on Him who justifies the ungodly.
You are condemned, yet Christ is dead and risen.
Flee to Him as such.
[Matthew Henry's commentary on Romans 8:39]
"Oh that he were mine! and oh that I were his; that I could please him and live to him!"
Then do not toss your spirit and perplex your thoughts in fruitless, endless doubtings,
but as you are convinced of ungodliness, believe on Him who justifies the ungodly.
You are condemned, yet Christ is dead and risen.
Flee to Him as such.
[Matthew Henry's commentary on Romans 8:39]
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
om nom.
in the past four (four!) days, I have eaten:
crawfish bread
beignets
pralines
ooey-gooeys
fried chicken
oyster-bacon pastry
bread pudding
bourbon shrimp
crab cakes
crawfish-stuffed bell pepper
a fried shrimp poboy
boiled shrimp
fried chicken
guess I live in n'awlins, huh?
crawfish bread
beignets
pralines
ooey-gooeys
fried chicken
oyster-bacon pastry
bread pudding
bourbon shrimp
crab cakes
crawfish-stuffed bell pepper
a fried shrimp poboy
boiled shrimp
fried chicken
guess I live in n'awlins, huh?
Monday, April 18, 2011
oh Love that will not let me go
O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in Thee.
I give Thee back the life I owe;
that in Thine ocean depths its flow
may richer, fuller be.
O light that followest all my way
I yield my flickering torch to Thee
My heart restores its borrowed ray
That in Thy sunshine's blaze its day
may brighter, fairer be.
O joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee.
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
and feel the promise is not vain:
that morn shall tearless be.
O Cross that liftest up head,
I dare not ask to fly from Thee.
I lay in dust life's glory dead;
and from the ground there blossoms red
life that shall endless be.
I rest my weary soul in Thee.
I give Thee back the life I owe;
that in Thine ocean depths its flow
may richer, fuller be.
O light that followest all my way
I yield my flickering torch to Thee
My heart restores its borrowed ray
That in Thy sunshine's blaze its day
may brighter, fairer be.
O joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee.
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
and feel the promise is not vain:
that morn shall tearless be.
O Cross that liftest up head,
I dare not ask to fly from Thee.
I lay in dust life's glory dead;
and from the ground there blossoms red
life that shall endless be.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
beautiful
it took me all of 20 years
to come to the conclusion
that I am beautiful.
but at last this realization was given to me
by the grace of our Lord, Jesus Christ--
who says that
I am His perfect creation,
that He is satisfied and delighted
with my my mere existence;
and although lovingly he designed my exterior,
His plans are for my heart.
to come to the conclusion
that I am beautiful.
but at last this realization was given to me
by the grace of our Lord, Jesus Christ--
who says that
I am His perfect creation,
that He is satisfied and delighted
with my my mere existence;
and although lovingly he designed my exterior,
His plans are for my heart.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
time flies!
It really does.
APRIL was the time of my last blog post! What a season of life God unfolded for me since then. I couldn't possibly detail, or even summarize, everything that has happened since then-- so I won't try.
Oh, except, I got married. Wooooo!
I intended this post to explain something that's been on my heart this past week, but my thoughts aren't yet settled or organized, and I'd like to give it its own space.
So I'll use this one to say: I miss Michigan intensely. I miss family and friends and places and routines and habits and hangouts and communities and churches
and Golden Harvest.
:)
And I know all too well that I can call and text and videochat and email-- and still I will not be able to keep up with everyone I want to as well as I want to.
So: this blog will transform a little. I'd like to frequently include simple posts about what's going on in our lives-- pictures, videos, stories, big important updates, and life's little quirks. And lots of what we love: stories upon stories about Jesus' work in us and our communities.
My ultimate intent for the future of this blog is that it would be an invitation for friends (meaning you!) to experience New Orleans with us, from wherever you may be. We miss you already!
APRIL was the time of my last blog post! What a season of life God unfolded for me since then. I couldn't possibly detail, or even summarize, everything that has happened since then-- so I won't try.
Oh, except, I got married. Wooooo!
I intended this post to explain something that's been on my heart this past week, but my thoughts aren't yet settled or organized, and I'd like to give it its own space.
So I'll use this one to say: I miss Michigan intensely. I miss family and friends and places and routines and habits and hangouts and communities and churches
and Golden Harvest.
:)
And I know all too well that I can call and text and videochat and email-- and still I will not be able to keep up with everyone I want to as well as I want to.
So: this blog will transform a little. I'd like to frequently include simple posts about what's going on in our lives-- pictures, videos, stories, big important updates, and life's little quirks. And lots of what we love: stories upon stories about Jesus' work in us and our communities.
My ultimate intent for the future of this blog is that it would be an invitation for friends (meaning you!) to experience New Orleans with us, from wherever you may be. We miss you already!
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