.A LITTLE BIT OF THIS AND THAT.

– mish mash of psychedelic ideals

UNDER THE WEATHER October 31, 2009

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it’s been three days. and things are beginning to pick up. declaration of health, wholeness, life.

i am destined to live the abundant life.

i am free.

fighting, pressing on, seeing the sniffles gone.

it makes a difference – what i see.

because i know, i fight from victory.

xoxo

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LOVE IS… October 25, 2009

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one last post befo re i turn in because i woke up at 1-ish today and can’t get to sleep. maybe i’m still excited about what i heard today. or maybe it’s because i had two days of quality time with people i love.

what do you love?

my top 5 things –

1. Jesus

2. Family

3. Friends

4. Church

5. what i do

a book stopped me in my tracks this evening and i just had to get it. besides the bible and glamour magazine, i hardly read anything else (tangible non work related things). so if you’re guessing the genre of book i picked up, if you’re wise enough, you’ll prolly guessed it right.

a wordless book. (okay, not totally void of words but suffice to say it was a photography book) Aptly titled “LOVE”  to tie in with this post, this is my favorite pic from the book. love how the picture is blurred and those heart-shaped lights.

love is the light that shines in the darkness and brings clarity to blurry skies.

if i asked you to sum “love” up in one word, what would you say?

mine would be – “JESUS”

xoxo

Love by National Geographic {photo by Gueorgui Pinkhassov, Kamchatka Russia – “HIll of Love”}

 

chillin’ with the brother.

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i love my brother. i always tell him that i love him and he’s the best brother in the world.

he says i tell him that cause he’s the only one. loves :)

xoxo

 

by MAX LUCADO October 24, 2009

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i subscribe to Max Lucado’s devotions via email and i love this.

good stuff are meant for sharing :)

xoxo


When You Are Low on Hope

by Max Lucado

Water. All Noah can see is water. The evening sun sinks into it. The clouds are reflected in it. His boat is surrounded by it. Water. Water to the north. Water to the south. Water to the east. Water to the west. Water.

He sent a raven on a scouting mission; it never returned. He sent a dove. It came back shivering and spent, having found no place to roost. Then, just this morning, he tried again. With a prayer he let it go and watched until the bird was no bigger than a speck on a window.

All day he looked for the dove’s return.

Now the sun is setting, and the sky is darkening, and he has come to look one final time, but all he sees is water. Water to the north. Water to the south. Water to the east. Water to the …

You know the feeling. You have stood where Noah stood. You’ve known your share of floods. Flooded by sorrow at the cemetery, stress at the office, anger at the disability in your body or the inability of your spouse. You’ve seen the floodwater rise, and you’ve likely seen the sun set on your hopes as well. You’ve been on Noah’s boat.

And you’ve needed what Noah needed; you’ve needed some hope. You’re not asking for a helicopter rescue, but the sound of one would be nice. Hope doesn’t promise an instant solution but rather the possibility of an eventual one. Sometimes all we need is a little hope.

That’s all Noah needed. And that’s all Noah received.

Here is how the Bible describes the moment: “When the dove returned to him in the evening, there in its beak was a freshly plucked olive leaf!” (Gen. 8:11 NIV).

An olive leaf. Noah would have been happy to have the bird but to have the leaf! This leaf was more than foliage; this was promise. The bird brought more than a piece of a tree; it brought hope. For isn’t that what hope is? Hope is an olive leaf—evidence of dry land after a flood. Proof to the dreamer that dreaming is worth the risk.

Don’t we love the olive leaves of life?
“It appears the cancer may be in remission.”
“I can help you with those finances.”
“We’ll get through this together.”
What’s more, don’t we love the doves that bring them?
Perhaps that’s the reason so many loved Jesus.

To all the Noahs of the world, to all who search the horizon for a fleck of hope, he proclaims, “Yes!” And he comes. He comes as a dove. He comes bearing fruit from a distant land, from our future home. He comes with a leaf of hope.

Have you received yours? Don’t think your ark is too isolated. Don’t think your flood is too wide. Receive his hope, won’t you? Receive it because you need it. Receive it so you can share it.

Love always hopes. “Love … bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things” (1 Cor. 13:4–7 NKJV, emphasis mine)

 

WITH EVERYTHING –

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we sang this during service today. it brought back what i dearly like to call my “Hillsong Experience”.

guess i never really focused on the words, till now.

only You Lord, can break down the walls built up inside.

and You break them good.

xoxo

With Everything – by Hillsong

 

JUST ABOUT SUMS UP WHAT I WANNA DO NOW. October 22, 2009

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coming up with this is as close i can get. for now. but not for long.

dreams are the seedlings of reality – Napoleon Hill

xoxo

*dream a little dream tonight..

 

Why go to church?

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a friend send me this @ work today and i pondered over its simple truth.

Why Go To Church?

A Church goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday (or Saturday).

“I’ve
 gone for 30 years now,” he wrote, “and in that time I have heard something
 like 3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can’t remember a single one of
 them. So, I think I’m wasting my time and the pastors are wasting theirs by 
giving sermons at all.

“

This started a real controversy in the “Letters to the Editor” column,much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone wrote this clincher: “I’ve been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked some 
32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire menu 
for a single one of those meals; but I do know this.. They all nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals,
 I would be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!”

When you are DOWN to nothing…. God is UP to something!

Faith sees the invisible, believes the incredible and receives the impossible! Thank God for our physical AND our spiritual nourishment!

xoxo