Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
There will be surprises
--C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
Just finished reading: The Grand Weaver
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Children and heirs
--Gal. 4:6-7
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Latin dancing
Affection
--Audrey Hepburn
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
GPS addict
Thursday, February 21, 2008
My technology-saavy grandmom
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Off to Jacksonville
Sinful but loved
-–Jack Miller
Far too easily pleased
--C.S. Lewis
Stand and stare
“What is this life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?
No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass, where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.”
William Henry Davies, 1871-1941
Welsh poet and writer
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Home
--Brennan Manning
Monday, February 18, 2008
The Weather of the Heart
“In this strange patterned time of contemplation
That, in time, breaks time, breaks words, breaks me,
And then, in silence, leaves me healed and mended.
I leave returned to language, for I see
Through words, even when all words are ended,
I, who live by words, am wordless when
I turn me to the Word to pray.
Amen.”
Madeleine L’Engle, 1918-2007
“The Weather of the Heart” (1978)
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Dinner with Ralph Reed
Together
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Dancing!
A capella
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My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus blood and righteousness
I dare not trust the sweetest frame
But wholly lean on Jesus name
When darkness veils His lovely face
I rest on His unchanging grace
In every high and every stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil
On Christ the solid rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
On Christ the solid rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
All other ground is sinking sand
His oath, His covenant, His blood
Support me in the whelming flood
When all around my soul gives way
He then is all my hope and stay
When He shall come with trumpet sound
Oh may I then in Him be found
Dressed in His righteousness alone
Faultless to stand before the throne
Worshiping together
Slaves of Christ
But the word actually means "slave," and if the writers had wanted to refer more generically to servants, they had plenty of other words to pick from. But we are called "slaves" of Christ.
I am not saved so that God can fulfill all my dreams, or make my life whole--though He often does. I am called to follow and obey Him, no matter what. Christ is my master, and I am His slave.
And being His slave is better than being free in any other sense. Having Him as my master is the most liberating state possible, because I am free to be what He created me to be.
Blossom
--Anais Nin
Friday, February 15, 2008
Made perfect in weakness
--2 Cor. 12:9-10
Poem from Patch Adams
I love you straightforwardly without complexities abide.
I love you because I know no other way than this.
So close that your hand, on my chest, is my hand.
So close, that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Some of my favorite verses
--2 Cor. 6:4-10
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Second Life
Small blessings
It's a domain that's going to be integral to the set of websites for my book, and I was so grateful that the previous owner accepted my offer.
Small blessings, but when the book comes out, there will be an entourage of websites set up to back it all up and augment the experience, so it means a lot to me.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Sehnsucht
–C.S. Lewis, Yearning for Joy
Longing for the moment
--Søren Kierkegaard
Is there no balm?
--Jeremiah 8:22