Friday, May 04, 2007

She Walks Away...



"Another judgemental glance
fading from my thoughts.
I think, "She shouldn't have done that."
"Why does everything have to be wrong?"

Always about her.
Her feelings and problems.
Her situation and ego.

I walk away
in disgust.
Such nonsence and complaints.
Such a sinner of unsavoring words.

I walk away
Then I hear myself say,
"I wish she'd stop, its annoying me..."

Stop...Now she walks away, not I.

She walks away
and in that moment I realize.
She's better than me..."

I say with Paul, "This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners;
of whom I am chief." Anyone can fall into the trap of self-righteousness. Still hope lasts, for Christ lives in me... I love this song from Soveriegn Grace:

Holy God in love became
Perfect man to bear my blame
On the cross he took my sin
By his death I live again.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

For Mom

This is for my mom...She told me to post some funny pictures or something. So this really is against what I do with my blog, but hey, it's for mom. (Pictures are from the recent "costume party.")


Alfonzo and I


Playing good old Mario on regular Nintendo with Bobby.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Need of Grace

The Valley of Vision is a collection of prayers by puritan leaders and pastors. These prayers are theologically strong and full of hope and scripture, and even while reading them conviction floods my soul. This prayer has quickly become one of my favorite.

O Lord,

Thou knowest my great unfitness for service,
my present deadness,
my inability to do anything for thy glory,
my distressing coldness of heart.
I am weak, ignorant, unprofitable,
and loathe and abhor myself.
I am at a loss to know what thou wouldest
have me do,
for I feel amazingly deserted by thee,
and sense thy presence so little;
Thou makest me possess the sins of my youth,
and the dreadful sin of my nature,
so that I feel all sin,
I cannot think or act but every motion is sin.
Return again with showers of converting grace
to a poor gospel-abusing sinner.
Help my soul to breathe after holiness,
after a constant devotedness to thee,
after growth in grace more abundantly every day.
O Lord, I am lost in the pursuit of this blessedness,
And am ready to sink because I fall short
of my desire;
Help me to hold out a little longer,
until the happy hour of deliverance comes,
for I cannot lift my soul to thee
if thou of thy goodness bring me not nigh.
Help me to be different, watchful, tender,
lest I offend my blessed Friend
in thought and behaviour;
I confide in thee and lean upon thee,
and need thee at all times to assist and lead me.
O that all my distresses and apprehensions
might prove but Christ's school
to make me fit for greater service
by teaching me the great lesson of humility.