There is so much more over flowing from my heart, yet I feel it is too rich for words, and the richness would be lost if I styfeled it with them.
I will try to risk some soon tho and tell you of an answered prayer and perhaps a little ofwhat God is doing in me right now.
Your prayers are so precious to me. To those of you who are allready, thank you so much. God has been faithful to answer, not only with the quoting of doubt, but also with hope, and joy, and felowdhip. Tothose of you who aren't. If you think of me please send up a prayer on my behalf. God knows how far from perfect I am and I know what power He imploys in answer to prayer. Please pray for me a the Spirit leads you. In the mean time rejoice with me! Our God is a Good god! He loves us and has sanctified us for a Holy purpose. Let us have faith enough, even in the darkness, to hope for a day when Gods glory will outshine the sun and there will no longer be any night for the light of His presence will turn all time to day!
Imago Deo!
Tim
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Monday, April 19, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
"Sweet is life when all is sane.
Sweet is death to rid the pain.
Sweet is love when all is well.
Cruel is love when all is hell."
-Anonymous
The further from Hell He caries me the saner is my life and the sweeter His love! I have found such worth in Him that the shock of it has cast "spots" throughout my life.
Like the aftermath of a concussion my world is swimming and everything sparkles. I hope He lets me live forever with these symptoms, but I know whatever He has in mind is far greater than this dreamer will ever be able to dream!
Sweet is death to rid the pain.
Sweet is love when all is well.
Cruel is love when all is hell."
-Anonymous
The further from Hell He caries me the saner is my life and the sweeter His love! I have found such worth in Him that the shock of it has cast "spots" throughout my life.
Like the aftermath of a concussion my world is swimming and everything sparkles. I hope He lets me live forever with these symptoms, but I know whatever He has in mind is far greater than this dreamer will ever be able to dream!
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Brief Thoughts on Hamlet [Act III Scene I Line 1814-]
"Why wouldst thou be a breeder of
sinners?...yet I could accuse 1815
me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me.
I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my
beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give
them shape, or time to act them in. What should such fellows as I
do, crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves all; 1820
believe none of us..."
The Tragedy Of Hamlet Prince Of Denmark [Act III Scene I Line 1814-]
How often have I looked upon myself in such dark misery? What light God has shed upon my sinful state? How shall I ever look upon myself and think of me ill when my salvation, my very self, was purchased at such high price, even by the blood of God Himself in the person of Jesus Christ!? How now shall I live? Not I say, as a man so tormented as he in whom my reflection used to lie. Nay! I shall continue on toward the prise of Christ that I may look in all my being liken to the gift of pardon I have been given. "What should such fellows as I do, crawling between earth and heaven?" I shall take up my cross, and run joyfully into the open arms of my loving Abba in whom I find my worth.
sinners?...yet I could accuse 1815
me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me.
I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my
beck than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give
them shape, or time to act them in. What should such fellows as I
do, crawling between earth and heaven? We are arrant knaves all; 1820
believe none of us..."
The Tragedy Of Hamlet Prince Of Denmark [Act III Scene I Line 1814-]
How often have I looked upon myself in such dark misery? What light God has shed upon my sinful state? How shall I ever look upon myself and think of me ill when my salvation, my very self, was purchased at such high price, even by the blood of God Himself in the person of Jesus Christ!? How now shall I live? Not I say, as a man so tormented as he in whom my reflection used to lie. Nay! I shall continue on toward the prise of Christ that I may look in all my being liken to the gift of pardon I have been given. "What should such fellows as I do, crawling between earth and heaven?" I shall take up my cross, and run joyfully into the open arms of my loving Abba in whom I find my worth.
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