Come, see a man who told me all that I ever did. Can this be the Christ?
- John 4:29
In the mood to get in a Jeep with a guy named Danger and drive around the Malawian bush this summer, but alas, I must settle for a Honda Civic, my best friends, and the asphalt jungle of Jersey. Not a bad trade at all. :)
- Be The One
- The Fray
- The Fray
- 10 plays
I’ll be screaming out your name from the back row.
Yesterday my bus driver pulled over to the side of the road and started feeding birds out the window with little pieces of bread. Don’t worry, no one has class or anything.
A dose of happy memories for an otherwise rough day. :)
![The distant hum of yesterday’s secrets.
[8.6.2012]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/5e6d8652b6c417d26d8d89a650335468/tumblr_mlq53bYMod1qdrceno1_400.jpg)
The distant hum of yesterday’s secrets.
[8.6.2012]
“It shall come to pass in the latter days that the mountain of the house of the LORD shall be established as the highest of the mountains, and shall be lifted up above the hills, and all the nations shall flow to it, and many peoples shall come, and say:
‘Come, let us go up to the mountain of the LORD, to the house of the God of Jacob, that he may teach us his ways and that we may walk in His paths.’
For out of Zion shall go the law, and the word of the LORD from Jerusalem. He shall judge between the nations, and shall decide disputes for many peoples; and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruning hooks; nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war anymore.
O house of Jacob, come, let us walk in the light of the LORD.”
-Isaiah 2:2-5
- Falling Slowly
- Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova
- The Swell Season
- 9 plays
Take this sinking boat and point it home.
Thus begins my month-long love affair with Benadryl.
We must give each other allowance for change. Too often I have been held against the faulty beliefs of my past. I hear criticism, I eventually begin to positively respond to it, and then I am torn down because someone says something like, “You’re trying not to [insert sin here] anymore? Since when? You didn’t seem to care last week!”
I do it to my friends, too. I point out their speck, and then my own giant plank condemns them as liars or hypocrites when they strive to change. Where is my love, my encouragement?
Do we criticize because we want to build each other up, or do we criticize because it puts us on our throne of feigned and prideful holiness? When our brothers and sisters are being sanctified, are we encouraged or threatened by their progress? Are we secretly disappointed that they can’t be the object of our condemnation anymore?
Lord, have mercy.
“But exhort one another every day, as long as it is called “today,” that none of you may be hardened by the deceitfulness of sin.” -Hebrew 3:13
