stop.

stop questioning
and just live like you know you should.
God's calling out, reaching out.
and what do we do? question.
stop.

true.

They cry out for us to say a word.
But we just pass them by.

I'm ashamed.

oh how he loves.

I am being renewed every day.

I really enjoy being with people. Just any people.
But I really like those times to escape and be alone.
So I did that the other night and had really good conversation with God.
I still get these thoughts alot of the time that God is just waiting to beat me when I slip and mess up.
But thats definitely not the case at all.
I sin...God speaks.
I love you.
Theres repercussions, yes. But God does nothing but love.
Maybe its tough love.

This car ride was a time of renewing, a time a rejoicing and a time of love.
Im not perfect.
Im never gonna be.
God is.
His perfection covers our imperfection.

I realized this before,
But it was brought out in that car ride.

God longs for a relationship with me.

me.

I am nothing.
But God is everything.

i think.

I think we all need to be aware of how fast things can change.
I think we all need to be aware of the things that we take for granted.
I think we all need to be aware of the world going on around us.

speechless

This scripture was read tonight at Impact. It spoke to me.
When you even think you have problems,
read this. then think again.

"The servant grew up before God—a scrawny seedling,
a scrubby plant in a parched field.
There was nothing attractive about him,
nothing to cause us to take a second look.
He was looked down on and passed over,
a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand.
One look at him and people turned away.
We looked down on him, thought he was scum.
But the fact is, it was our pains he carried—
our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us.
We thought he brought it on himself,
that God was punishing him for his own failures.
But it was our sins that did that to him,
that ripped and tore and crushed him—our sins!
He took the punishment, and that made us whole.
Through his bruises we get healed.
We're all like sheep who've wandered off and gotten lost.
We've all done our own thing, gone our own way.
And God has piled all our sins, everything we've done wrong,
on him, on him.

He was beaten, he was tortured,
but he didn't say a word.
Like a lamb taken to be slaughtered
and like a sheep being sheared,
he took it all in silence.
Justice miscarried, and he was led off—
and did anyone really know what was happening?
He died without a thought for his own welfare,
beaten bloody for the sins of my people.
They buried him with the wicked,
threw him in a grave with a rich man,
Even though he'd never hurt a soul
or said one word that wasn't true.

Still, it's what God had in mind all along,
to crush him with pain.
The plan was that he give himself as an offering for sin
so that he'd see life come from it—life, life, and more life.
And God's plan will deeply prosper through him.

Out of that terrible travail of soul,
he'll see that it's worth it and be glad he did it.
Through what he experienced, my righteous one, my servant,
will make many "righteous ones,"
as he himself carries the burden of their sins.
Therefore I'll reward him extravagantly—
the best of everything, the highest honors—
Because he looked death in the face and didn't flinch,
because he embraced the company of the lowest.
He took on his own shoulders the sin of the many,
he took up the cause of all the black sheep."
[Isaiah 53:2-12]

Thats love.

1:25 a.m.

My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever.

Psalm 73:26

yep.
that about sums it up.