but You’re not in the habit of writing short stories, are You?


O Lord God Almighty, not the God of the philosophers and the wise but the God of the prophets and apostles; and better than all, the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, may I express Thee unblamed?

They that know Thee not may call upon Thee as other than Thou art, and so worship not Thee but a creature of their own fancy; therefore enlighten our minds that we may know Thee as Thou art, so that we may perfectly love Thee and worthily praise Thee.

In the name of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. 

(A.W. Tozer, at the start of The Knowledge Of The Holy) 

when i let Loneliness’ tirade convince me of “necessary” independence
when i let Fear narrate my future
when i let Inadequacy sing it’s poisonous poetry within the hallowed halls of my heart again and again and again and

thank You for calling me higher
today i let the whispers of your love ease my anxious (and occasionally, aching) heart

(FINALLY) Finished reading Mere Christianity this morning. Lewis ended the book with this:

Give up yourself, and you will find your real self. Lose your life and you will save it. Submit to death, and death of your whole being in the end: submit with every fibre of your being, and you will find eternal life. Keep back nothing. Nothing that you have not given away will really be yours. Nothing in you that has not died will ever be raised from the dead. Look for yourself, and you will find in the long run only hatred, loneliness, despair, rage, ruin and decay. But look for Christ and you will find Him, and with Him everything else thrown in. 

I shall hope that I will refuse a life of fleeting pleasures but seek towards living one of eternal reward. (:

Picked up a new book (which was free because it is such an old classic and i like free things too much) and read this one line:

“Nowadays people know the price of everything, and the value of nothing.”