February 2012
21 posts
2 tags
the small dream of big things
I am small against the Andes,
smaller than my skyscraper mind dreaming.
Passing clouds are cut by the vertical empires
man made mountains progress.
I am young against the faceless rock ,
But older than the snow crunching underfoot
Leaving tracks for the clouds to look up at.
I can see the flags waving,
The top of the world is a good coffin.
A better one than the degree on the brown den...
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O Light
Fountain of Love Thyself true God … Who through eternal days From Father and from Son hast flowed In uncreated ways I dread thee, Unbegotten Love True God sole Fount of Grace And now before Thy blessed Throne My sinful self abase O Light O Love O very God I dare no longer gaze Upon Thy wondrous attributes And their mysterious ways
Solider
July the 14th, 1861
Washington D.C.
My very dear Sarah:
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days—perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write you again, I feel impelled to write lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more.
Our movement may be one of a few days duration and full of pleasure—and it may be one of severe conflict and death to me....
Mark Shockley: Denominations →
markshockley:
aren’t meant to be molds; they’re meant to be movements. The Quakers was a movement started by a man who was not afraid to face pain and persecution with the power of the gospel that people might worship truely; Martin Luther didn’t register the Lutheran Church with the German Evangelicals…
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching...
The thief who was saved
I. Carefully NOTE THAT THE CRUCIFIED THIEF WAS OUR LORD’S LAST COMPANION ON EARTH. What sorry company our Lord selected when he was here! He did not consort with the religious Pharisees or the philosophic Sadducees, but he was known as “the friend of publicans and sinners.” How I rejoice at this! It gives me assurance that he will not refuse to associate with me. When the...
“Again I say the Holy Spirit is the applied edge of redemption. Everything that...”
– “The Divine Yes!” by E. Stanley Jones; Chapter: Questions that Demand an Affirmative Answer. (via matthewbriseno)
January 2012
3 posts
the summer when i was nineteen
We talked a whole lot.
We talked loudest with our mouths closed
On marble steps older than Paul’s memory.
We talked of life and death
of the spaces in-between we were not sure of
and the lines we weren’t so sure of.
We climbed the mountain in Corinth to
see the other side of the birds
dreaming. Dreams of stronger breezes.
The ocean took our rocks
as we skipped them in the bay.
Understanding what...
December 2011
2 posts
November 2011
6 posts
Christ be with me, Christ within me, Christ behind me, Christ before me, Christ beside me, Christ to win me, Christ to comfort and restore me. Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ in quiet, Christ in danger, Christ in hearts of all that love me, Christ in mouth of friend and stranger.
Premier LTP "Memories" Video →
levithepoet:
Premier showing of @levithepoet video “Memories” from next week’s brand new Monologues EP now showing at hopecore.com
You are tired
You are tired, (I think) Of the always puzzle of living and doing; And so am I. Come with me, then, And we’ll leave it far and far away— (Only you and I, understand!) You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I. But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight, And knock with a...
We watched them fall. Eyes locked to mine, Feeling as if I had let them down. Caught blinded by silk, led by lips To the baited chains. Now look around regret. As the axe swings before your eyes, Think how everyday we spent dreaming. Never once did we pick up the sword and learn to fight. Now is the time. Pick yourself up and fight. Learn to swing. Learn to swing. They watched me fall...
FRODO: I can’t do this, Sam. SAM: I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much...
I think I’d like to move a mountain someday.
October 2011
1 post
I hope that I die like Moses. That is to say, I don’t want to buried by the hands of man, rather by the hands of God. I want to be wrapped so far into the will of God that I care not for the sanctity of my own body.
Is it possible that at the survey of the Promised Land by Moses, that he was at more peace than if he would have laid in some grand Sepulcher to die on the valley floor? Moses...
September 2011
1 post
June 2011
1 post
May 2011
2 posts
On Goodbye
Goodbyes are strange to me. Now I am not talking of a simple goodbye as you walk out the door to start the day. No, I am thinking here a long the lines of a larger scale. All goodbyes mark change. The closing of a chapter or season of life, the end of a long troubling time, or the separation after much joy.
At the end of The Last Battle, it comes time for old Narnia to die away as Aslan creates...
life together
My grandpa and grandma will celebrate fifty years of marriage this year. 50 YEARS. That concept of time is astounding to me. Their marriage has seen many strange and wonderful things come and go, raised two kids, and have sought the Lord faithfully.
My grandpa is one of the wisest men I know. We sit together overlooking his property after a full days work, and I realize how he has show me the...
April 2011
1 post
Thinker:Speaker →
This is the website set up for my spoken word! I am selling music to raise money for my missions trip to Greece this summer! Check it out!
February 2011
1 post
“There, peeping among the cloud-wracked above a dark tower high up in the...”
January 2011
6 posts
“Christian worship is too exquisitely modest for gaudy display. Sin,...”
– F.W. Boreham’s “Seaside Lodgings”
Of Imagination
Fairy tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten- G.K. Chesterton
I have been dwelling heavily on the idea of imagination these past few days. I have done a little reading and talking with a good friend of mine and he pointed something out to me that is interesting at least: many of our great modern...
“Fear is nobler than sensuality. Fear is better than no God, better than a god...”
Consuming Fire
Over the past few days I have been reading unspoken sermons by George MacDonald, these are my thoughts on part of his second sermon.
(NKJV) Hebrews 12:29 For our God is a consuming fire.
Consumed- to use up all the energy and resources of
an object
Fire-fervent emotion and passion
Therefore, when God takes control of someones life, He uses all available resources and energy. This is done by...
Intimate with Jesus
It feels like it has been so long since my last post. A combination of family activities, sickness, and youth conferences have kept me off the inter-web these last two weeks. I have learned an incredible amount though in this time though: gaining knowledge of the Holy Spirit and how He works through me, I gained a reformed structure of though on many subjects including work and humility, and even...
December 2010
9 posts
The Drawing of the Father
I agree 100% with OC on the rejection of a gospel sold to anyone. That is not belief which God demands from us, that is merely acceptance of what a well spoken person is telling you. If I do not believe with all of my will that Christ’s gift of salvation is the only way to offer restitution unto God for my sins, but merely accept what someone is feeding me; do I not then subconsciously...
Rest
When I am stirred awake by the Holy Spirit and feel like I must write, this is the outcome. I finally am resting. I had a talk with a good friend today and had true rest in the Lord laid out for me. I needed to worship. So worship I did/am doing; reading, writing, drawing, thinking, simply being in the presence of the Lord.
My mind is blown away in the presence of the Lord! I’ve been...
Redemption Creates the Need it Satisfies
The last few weeks have been insane. Around the clock studying, 6 finals, all night studying, a car crash, and a lot of prayer have been the theme during the last weeks of the semester. Through it all though, I fully relied and found peace in God. Even now I shudder at the caffeine induced stupor i stumbled around in for a few days. By the grace and wisdom of God I passed everything though, and...
Individuality
Individuality is something I believe to be a cause of great underlying strife in the church, and one that I know I am guilty of committing. Often when I sit in a church service listening to the worship team, I find myself thinking that it could be me up there playing before the whole church, or that I could have played that better myself. Then I immediately rebuke this and say to myself that there...
The Offering of the Natural
It is a huge tragedy to for me to realize the fact that God did not create every thing that is natural in order for it to be sacrificed again. We were meant to walk in fellowship with God, not to develop into such a nature that God would demand a sacrifice. Instead of obedience and through that being made spiritual by God, I must sacrifice my pride and strive after this basic obedience God asks of...