Surely I come quickly.

Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

Friday, February 11, 2011 @

it was a build-up. the overwhelming sense of inability and uselessness, i was ready to perish, ready to faint at my own efforts. the days were weary, the long nights weary. so removed from heaven, the world in all its realities bear hard on me, trapping me in. how? i kept on asking. how?

it was no lightning from heaven, but it was the precious Lord's Day. fellow saints bearing Thine own great Heart of Love in great tenderness.
it wasn't even a very 'holy' Lord's Day based on the human scale of 'holy acts'. but God works beyond all these manmade narrowness of thinking. indeed, the truth will set you free.

fieldtrip to mac ritchie reservoir: that hook is a modified inflorescence! and it turns woody once it hooks onto smth. isn't that cool?

oh hello stranger

Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths. Prov 3:5-6

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