to move up and down
this is me, moving.
Take my eyes and make them yours. Take my heart and make it yours. You are the giver, creator, destroyer. Mold me, make me, shape me.
Not a fan of this band,
but this is some pretty awesome album artwork.
Saying “I’m not worried about theology, I just want to experience God’s presence,” is akin to saying “I’m not worried about knowing my wife, I just want to have sex with her.”
Too true.
It just does not get any better.
No matter how many times I watch it,
all I want to do is cry.
The Christian life is not bland or boring. It’s actually the discovery and craving of greater pleasure and deeper joy.
“CHRIST DIED TO GIVE US OUR HEART’S DESIRE: GOD
Saving faith is the cry of a new creature in Christ. And the newness of the new creature is that it has a new taste. What was once distasteful or bland is now craved. Christ Himself has become a Treasure Chest of holy joy. The tree of faith grows only in the heart that craves the supreme gift that Christ died to give: not wealth, not prestige—but God! Test yourself here. There are many professing Christians who delight in God’s gifts, but not God. Would you want to go to heaven if God were not there, only His gifts?
‘Christ…suffered once for sins…that he might bring us to God’ (1 Peter 3:18). “Through him we…have access in one Spirit to the Father” (Ephesians 2:18). ‘Through him we have…obtained access by faith into this grace…and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God…We…rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ’ (Romans 5:2, 11).”
-John Piper “Desiring God: Meditations of A Christian Hedonist”
Simply put, it’s an acquired taste—ignorant, immature people won’t readily appreciate or understand its value.
Sometimes I take mirror pics before I poop.
I am a lover of the Reformed faith — the legacy of the protestant Reformation expressed broadly in the writings of John Calvin and John Owen and Charles Spurgeon and Jonathan Edwards, and contemporaries like R. C. Sproul and J. I. Packer and John Frame.
I speak of love for this legacy the way I speak of loving a cherished photo of my wife. I say, “I love that picture.” You won’t surprise me if you point out, “But that’s not your wife, that’s a picture.” Yes. Yes. I know it’s only a picture. I don’t love the picture instead of her, I love the picture because of her. She is precious in herself.
The picture is precious not in itself, but because it reveals her. That’s the way theology is precious. God is valuable in himself. The theology is not valuable in itself. It is valuable as a picture. That’s what I mean when I say, “I love reformed theology.” It’s the best composite, Bible-distilled picture of God that I have.
"John Piper
Bloodlines
My band’s first single off the new record. Peep away.
My boy Danny’s band.
Featuring Tommy Green of Sleeping Giant.
Dig it.
Wise words.
(Source: mystandards, via danispositive)
