Lewis

"God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world."


"Nothing is yet in its true form."


"Nothing that you have not given away will ever be really yours."


"You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body."

201

And the worst thing would be to live wondering, What if?

200

it's the 200th time there's been a posting. i remember starting this blog not really having much idea of the direction it would head. fortunately it took it upon itself to form its own identity as we went along. i am envious of those who can see into the future and systematically walk in that direction. i struggle with that on a certain level as i tend to have a hazy idea of something, set off in a hazy direction, and end up with something that at most resembles, often remotely, what i set out for. it is what makes up the differences between us, and let it be said that we need other. i guess you could say i work it out as i go along. i think though that i am learning to balance myself a bit more in the other sense, because not everything is meant to be worked out on the fly, just as not everything is meant to be set in stone before we leave. it's those two sides of the coin again...

so here's to beautiful unplanned things caught up beside vision that brings itself to completion in a faithful manner...

the road

The past months have been a variety of varieties. Different continents with different times zones coupled with different languages amidst different cultures make for variety. Someone once said that variety is the spice of life. Who am I to deny the truth in that and in fact am more than inclined to agree.
What is just as true though, is that continuety is just as important. Stability, permanency, and some steadiness mixed in are ingredients just as vital. Occasionally while running between worlds, the variety that yes, is the spice of life, suddenly becomes too much and burns.


That just came out. It wasn't meant to be a dissertation on life. I sometimes find myself craving stability, knowing what the next week holds, what the next month will bring, and even perhaps, what the next year will be. Of course so often God only shows us a few yards down the path. That's that whole faith/trust thing, and it's entirely good. But then sometimes it's like God flicks on a floodlight and you get a glimpse of what lies off in the distance. So often we desire that and we ask for it, but then when it comes (in his good timing) it suddenly dawns on us what we were asking for, and having seen, we freak out. Once we are given that glimpse there is no going back, no erasing what is now etched within us. Naivety can be bliss, and we are called to be like little children, trusting in Him. But the other side of the coin (and there are almost always two) is that picking up and carrying our cross after having glimpsed what lies at the end of the long walk up the hill outside the city, instills within us a firmness that cannot be bought. Perhaps that is what Paul was hinting at in Ephesians 5: we know that what is suffered instills a firmness in us that enables us to support whatever comes our way, and because of this firmness, God can lead us as he wishes, and this all fills us with hope, a hope that does not dissapoint.

Because we know that whether or not the light reaches the end of the road, whether or not our eyes can peer past the darkness, we have seen past the end of the road, into what lies beyond the end. It is the beyond that God has showed us, it is the beyond that he has talked about, it is the beyond that says to us, it matters not if the road is lit between where you are and here, because that road has already been travelled by the one who suffered it all, the end has been reached, you are already in his grasp, you won't be let go.

here it goes again, again

I have been generally contemplating writing again. Or should I say posting. I have thought about it and have waited and then thought a bit more. In the end, which is now, I decided that it is time. I didn't want to start and then have an immediate drought. So here it goes again.

when you are near

an amazing song. here are the words:

There’s no need to say a thing,
When I’m before you in this silence
I feel refreshed with peace
Break this noise that binds the voice
That tries speak open up my eyes to see
Your gracious sovereign reach

It’s hard to talk when I feel that you are near,
When all is quiet it’s the beauty that I hear,
This hidden place where I know that you calm my fears
I know that you’ve washed my tears

The seasons of change I’ve faced
Have never left me wounded
Only scars of hurt
But never deeply rooted
This healing I have felt
No burden can replace
Redemptive hope has been the story of my pain

All is lost without the breath of life you give
And you give so much
I want nothing more than you so here’s my heart

dialog

Well I have just experienced a drought. It has happened before and in nearly all likelihood will happen again. In the month of september there were two posts. Perhaps in the month of october that will be doubled. That's not much of a wager is it?

I'm back in Spain now. Really been back for a month but haven't had internet till just recently. So maybe blogspot and I will begin to dialog about what life is throwing at us again.