so i sat down the other day and went through my posts…all the way back to 2004. i think i’ve been blogging since 2000 or something earlier even. too bad i don’t have all the archives. it would be nice to read them again- see the journey i’ve taken…see how much has happened.
i kinda feel like these are my altars- the modern day equivalent of what moses and the OT guys used to built everytime they encountered God as a worship to Him, and a rememberance of what God has done in and through them.
So anyway…here is one from 2004. still so apt in days like these.
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May 17, 2004 imperfection
there are often just so many thoughts that run through this head too innate to even put to words.
still learning how i could tell you the wonders of discovery i’m knowing, as i’m journeying with our Creator, and sensing the soothing rhthym of creation.
bet that didn’t even make sense.
where do i start? where do i begin to tell you what’s on my heart?
and will i ever know what’s on yours?
i know the world can be a blaze of bitter cynism, rejection, reproof.
but there also exists far more real a truth than what we see.
it calls from us a presentness in this world and all its experiences, but also a heart that resonates each day with the very Spirit of God; a heart with eternity engraved into it.
if christianity offers some sort of escape from the world’s troubles to you…there is a greater truth in what Christ came to do. all things he created was good. they’re just missing their mark.
if salvation to heaven is your end point…then there is a whole dimension of freedom that awaits as that truth of what and who he came to restore is personally revealed.
if lawful perfection is your goal and christ your means to it….then may His word bring freedom coz perfect behaviours and immaculate living was never his intention; he came to breathe into us again His spirit so we could be the supernatural (becoz it goes against who we think we are in this world) humans we were made to be.
it’s crazy so it seems. but so very real a truth to me- the same me you see everyday that gets afraid, dreams, fails, laughs, cries, gets angry, fights jealousy, loves brokenly and longs to belong continually.
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