Frustrating Epitome 


The words of Christ are so beautiful, perfect and pristine, they rise immeasurably above the things of Man.  

How frustrating to see the beauty and not be able to paint the picture with my life.  


Add to that frustration the compelling urge to share His words in the world that talks about everything but what belongs to God.  


Encourage one another to Leap, while no one can do much more than crawl. Encourage one another to fly, while no one can do much more than look up.  


It takes the Spirit of God to do the things of Christ. It takes the Spirit of God to speak of the things of God. As often as we look at his beautiful face, our lips will betray the frightful (yet willful) silence of Man.  


Frustration will abound, that’s inevitable. Which gives me reason to remember and be in awe at the patience of the Living God.  

A Wonderful Depression


When we begin to come aware of our sinfulness, there is accompaniment of sorrow. I’ve learned to love that sorrow. Not that I appreciate my sin and remain in it because I like being sad. But there’s an aspect to understanding the need for Christ’s work in my life. It’s a continual reminder that the Holiness of God is so much more than we can know in our sinful state.

Paul said, for now we see as through a glass darkly. Then we shall know fully, even as we are fully known. This I look forward to with great expectation and joy. In the present, however, I feel the great sadness of being locked together with this sinful nature.

By His Grace.