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“Occasionally, weep deeply over the life that you hoped would be. Grieve the losses. Feel the pain. Then wash your face, trust God, and embrace the life that he’s given you.”
— John Piper (via semperreformanda)
““I am so thankful that I have a joy that the world can not rob me of; I have a treasure that the world can not take from me; I have something that is not in the power of man or devil to deprive me of, and that is the joy of the Lord.”
— D.L. Moody
"Since He looked upon me my heart is not my own, He hath run away to heaven with it."
Samuel Rutherford
Hymn
"I asked the Lord that I might grow In faith and love and every grace Might more of His salvation know And seek more earnestly His face Twas He who taught me thus to pray And He I trust has answered prayer But it has been in such a way As almost drove me to despair I hoped that in some favoured hour At once He’d answer my request And by His love’s constraining power Subdue my sins and give me rest Instead of this He made me feel The hidden evils of my heart And let the angry powers of Hell Assault my soul in every part Yea more with His own hand He seemed Intent to aggravate my woe Crossed all the fair designs I schemed, Cast out my feelings, laid me low Lord why is this, I trembling cried Wilt Thou pursue thy worm to death? “Tis in this way” The Lord replied “I answer prayer for grace and faith” “These inward trials I employ From self and pride to set thee free And break thy schemes of earthly joy That thou mayest seek thy all in me.”
The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust to them; it was not in them, it only came through them, and what came through them was longing. These things—the beauty, the memory of our own past—are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the thing itself they turn into dumb idols, breaking the hearts of their worshipers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never yet visited.
C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory (via kissthewave)
Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. The consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and a richness to life that nothing else can bring.
Oscar Wilde (via thatkindofwoman)
And the Graduation Cap is finished!🎓 "The greatest adventure is what lies ahead. Today and tomorrow are yet to be said. The chances, the changes are all yours to make. The mold of your life is in your hands to break." | J.R.R. Tolkien
Things will not always be as they are now— there will be new things, other things, good things. But I don’t want to miss this, this right now, this sacred everyday. And I don’t want to only see the surface. I want to see the depths— the work of God all around me, in conversation and prayer and silence and music. I want to connect with the God who made me from dust, on purpose and for a purpose. I want to walk through my days in a warm conversation through prayer, aware as I walk that he walks with me, that as I speak, he hears me, that as I rest, he carries me.
Shauna Niequist, Savor (via pureblyss)
Slater.
Twelve Days Out.
Dear Slater House,
Here’s to you.
21 months ago we walked ran into our new home. Walls went up, but they produced the opposite of division. Paint engulfed the rooms, but it was the lives that brought color. Ten illegally parked cars destroyed the grass, but we grew behind the doors. Most of us were practically strangers, but that lasted mere seconds. Pets died, but we thrived.
Bedrooms became an optional sleeping place, especially your own. Many nights were spent sleeping on couches or futon covered floors. We could almost always count on waking up to a hand or foot in our face, but it was a definite reminder that we were never alone.
Skipping class was always encouraged the first couple months of school. It was always more fun to stay at home than go to class. That last month, however, you had better get yourself to class! We were good at becoming disciplinarians for one another once finals week was in view.
The police department (and fire department… and alarm company… and Astro) likely knows our address off the back of their hand. I will just leave that one at that.
Refrigerators no longer impress us. No matter the size, we need it bigger please.
We have not seen ice cubes in two years. What are ice cubes?
We always had our faithful brothers, whom we could be sure would show up with bat in hand anytime that “there was someone in our house”.
We learned how to conquer homework while dancing, television, and music was all occurring around us at once (this is no exaggeration).
Im pretty sure our church even began saving seats for us in Sunday school because they knew we were coming…just the usual-casual 20 minutes late (we never woke up on time…for anything)
And one of my favorites. We forgot how to laugh attractively. We snorted, choked, fell over, and cried from laughing so hard.
We are also the definition of imperfect people. We have wrestled in this house. We have had our sure share of debates and disagreements. We have unleashed the entire weight of the world onto one another without a moments notice.
However, living in fellowship with one another has displayed the Gospel to me every second of every day, and I am better for it. There is no other circumstance where I could have seen man’s sin meet the love of God, in the deep and gracious way that this house revealed to me. I have watched you lavish grace upon grace to one another. I daily saw you encouraging and serving one another. I watched you humble yourselves to tend to one another. I watched you learn to enjoy the things each other enjoyed. I listened as you planned surprises for one another. I have watched you love to all ends.
You do not just create memories like these by moving in with people; you create memories like these by living alongside of people.
“By wisdom a house is built, and by understanding it is established; by knowledge the rooms are filled with all precious and pleasant riches.” -Proverbs 24
I am so proud of you Slater House. I am so proud of the life you have breathed into this plot of land (and by land I really mean the whole world). I am so thankful for you.
In just 12 days we will begin our departure from this house. We will walk out the same way we walked in. Perhaps we will even use different doors as we go. We will go on to tackle the rest of the world.
Always remember, Slater Crew (and Gale), this house was never meant to be our eternal resting place. No matter where we go from here, we are always home. Xoxo
“For here we have no lasting city, but we seek the city that is to come.” - Hebrews 13
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Everything the world has to offer, God is better and more abiding. There is no comparison. God wins—every time. The question is: will we have Him? Will we wake up from the trance of this stupefying world and see and believe and rejoice and love?
John Piper (via craigtowens)
God is so vastly wonderful, so utterly and completely delightful that He can, without anything other than Himself, meet and overflow the deepest demands of our total nature, mysterious and deep as that nature is.
A.W. Tozer (via kristinrankin)
And once your view of God is no longer distorted, then your view of self is no longer distorted. And once your view of self is no longer distorted, you see others more clearly and be able to extend grace and mercy to them.
Matt Chandler (via alyssaclarisse)
Jesus provides Himself as the Bread so that we may feast with the Father at His table.
Promise I found in reading through Micah 5:2-5a, & John 6:41, 48-58
Thought Journal blog post #2
If you know me, you know that gathering my thoughts is like pulling teeth. When I started this project I knew I would really have to begin gathering them AND facing them. So try to keep up. I'll be honest, the reality of graduation is a little intimidating. It has slowly hit me over the past few months. I love my friends here- they have taught me so many wonderful things through their words, their love, and their lives. They are no ordinary friendships! And surely none that I'm ready to physically part with. I love my church family- they have fought so hard for me this semester to "finish well" and "be all here" and they have ultimately reminded me that I am where God has called me to be until he takes me elsewhere. If I'm still here, I must be ALL here, doing His will. Without getting overwhelmed with the future or with the "what's next" question I am still actively pursuing God's next call for my life in prayer, the study of his word, and counsel. I've also been reading a few books to fuel my thoughts towards Him. Elisabeth Elliot is a Wonder Woman for The Lord. I admire her so much and hope to emulate her hope and patience in The Lord that is so evidently seen in her writings. The first book I read of hers was Passion and Purity. I finished it in two weeks and I was instantly hooked to her writing. Without thought, I amazon-primed Discipline: The Sweet Surrender and Through Gates of Splendor. I'm already three chapters away from finishing Discipline and just beginning TGS. I tell you all of this because I'm starting to listen more closely to the subtle whispers seeping through the other cluttered noises in my mind. The whispers of a deep deep longing to "Go." Go where? Well... Wherever The Lord will take me. In My first senior year of college (lol), spring semester I vividly remember studying scripture with my sister at Starbucks. We were reading in Hebrews 11 and verse 8 hit me like a bag of bricks! Abraham, when called to go to a place, obeyed and went, even though he did not know where he was going. My challenge to myself and to my sister was that I would commit in obedience to wherever God may ask me to go even if I didn't know where it was, and that she would hold me accountable to this commitment. Now in studying Phillipians, God is giving me a similar pull in these verses: "All I want is to know Christ and to experience the power of his resurrection, to share in his sufferings and become like him in his death, in the hope that I myself will be raised from death to life." Philippians 3:10-11 And also in this Amy Carmichael quote from Through Gates of Splendor, "The vows of God are on me. I may not stay to play with shadows or pluck earthly flowers, till I my work have done and rendered up account." Until His divine oppurtunity presents itself, I will fill out applications for seminary, for internships, and possible jobs- I will grow in knowledge and love for Him. That way- when He asks much of me, I will be able to surrender much, knowing that He is the only thing worth keeping.
"Let not our longing slay the appetite of our living."
Elisabeth Elliot | Passion & Purity
I do know that waiting on God requires the willingness to bear uncertainty, to carry within oneself the unanswered question, lifting the heart to God about it whenever it intrudes upon one’s thoughts. Its easy to talk oneself into a decision that has no permanence – easier sometimes than to wait patiently.
Elisabeth Elliot, Passion and Purity
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