Saturday, February 9, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Encouragement for today
I want you to know, brothers, that the gospel I preached is not something that man made up. I did not receive it from any man, nor was I taught it; rather, I received it by revelation from Jesus Christ.
-Galatians 1:11-12
Things happen that shake your faith. People tell you things that make you question your faith. Or worse--that you don't really believe, or that by your actions, you can't be His. Events occur that make you believe He isn't real.
Don't fall for it. Don't believe it.
If you are His, you didn't receive it from man, you received it from Him. Man can't talk you out of it. You know. You know you are His. Let Him remind you. Don't take my word for it. Ask Him.
-Galatians 1:11-12
Things happen that shake your faith. People tell you things that make you question your faith. Or worse--that you don't really believe, or that by your actions, you can't be His. Events occur that make you believe He isn't real.
Don't fall for it. Don't believe it.
If you are His, you didn't receive it from man, you received it from Him. Man can't talk you out of it. You know. You know you are His. Let Him remind you. Don't take my word for it. Ask Him.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Weekend pictures
We celebrated the kid's birthday on Saturday (Lucky 7) and since it was a beautiful day, we stayed outside most of the day at some friends house. Then we went to "Mexican" for dinner.
Tree Swing
4-wheeler Stunt Driver
Mexican Soup for the "birthday dinner"
Obligitory Goofy Birthday Hat
Tree Swing
4-wheeler Stunt Driver
Mexican Soup for the "birthday dinner"
Obligitory Goofy Birthday Hat
My Life
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t-3enjfQyuE
This song came on this morning and brought me back to 1978. I remember listening to it on vinyl and how awesome the entire album was--don't remember how many needles I wore out on it, but it was probably quite a few.
My mind then drifted to that 12 year old kid who I was...
And I wish how I could go back and talk to him and tell him all the mistakes he was going to make. Show him the places where trouble was and where to go. And where not to go. Places that brought pain that could have been avoided. Regrets that could have been made better.
But the reality is, that's not life. I am the person that I am because of those moments. They have created me, although they don't own me. And, in a strange way, I'm happy for them. They brought me to an understanding that it is Christ who saves me, not the "good choices" that I make. Only He can redeem me.
And to quote another New Yorker--
"Regrets, Ive had a few; But then again,too few to mention."
I've guess I've had a bunch...
This song came on this morning and brought me back to 1978. I remember listening to it on vinyl and how awesome the entire album was--don't remember how many needles I wore out on it, but it was probably quite a few.
My mind then drifted to that 12 year old kid who I was...
And I wish how I could go back and talk to him and tell him all the mistakes he was going to make. Show him the places where trouble was and where to go. And where not to go. Places that brought pain that could have been avoided. Regrets that could have been made better.
But the reality is, that's not life. I am the person that I am because of those moments. They have created me, although they don't own me. And, in a strange way, I'm happy for them. They brought me to an understanding that it is Christ who saves me, not the "good choices" that I make. Only He can redeem me.
And to quote another New Yorker--
"Regrets, Ive had a few; But then again,
I've guess I've had a bunch...
Monday, February 4, 2008
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