let's be real.

I’m thinking about how faithful God is.

I didn’t read any of my old journals from the last two years while I was at home, even though I meant to, but I realized that I know what I’d find: evidence that God works, and that He’s faithful. He is active, and true, and unchanging. He won’t fail me. He has my best (which I often don’t even comprehend) in mind. Any trials I undergo have purpose and refine my faith. He has turned and continues to turn the tears I’ve sown into joy. What an unfathomably great God!


I make known the end from the beginning, from ancient times, what is still to come.

Isaiah 46:10

DANG, my God is SO BIG.


i started crying today

when mom told me we’d be watching the hockey game during dinner rather than sitting outside at the table i’d set in attempts to be helpful.  it just kind of happened, and it seemed irrational.  i couldn’t have been that upset about wasting five minutes to set a table and turn on the heaters, but maybe the lack of apology or acknowledgement of my effort to help was disappointing.  those actions often go unnoticed, though.  

it’s probably because i’ve been thinking a lot about material things recently, about how it’s a sacrifice to give them up as the life i plan to lead will require, but how other things are of far surpassing worth.  it was sad to think that a sharks game, even though it’s the opening game of playoffs, could take precedence over a family dinner and sobremesa.  that’s not how i was raised, right?  eating together was always a priority.  until the kids started doing all of their sports and stuff.  then someone was always gone, or leaving early, or coming late, or maybe the parents were at a baseball game and i was left to fend for myself food-wise.  

i miss the times when it was all of us, together, no matter what.  let not this culture that tells us to consume—things or entertainment or success—crowd that out.


Thus says the LORD: “Let not the wise man boast in his wisdom, let not the mighty man boast in his might, let not the rich man boast in his riches, but let him who boasts boast in this, that he understands and knows me, that I am the LORD who practices steadfast love, justice, and righteousness in the earth. For in these things I delight, declares the LORD.

Jeremiah 9:23-4


God is God. Because He is God, He is worthy of my trust and obedience. I will find rest nowhere but in His holy will, a will that is unspeakably beyond my largest notions of what He is up to.

— Elisabeth Elliot (via pureblyss)

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GUYS. Isaac and Jesus were offered in sacrifice in the same mountain range.

Compare Genesis 22:2 and 2 Chronicles 3:1 — Moriah is a name given to the mountains and hills surrounding Jerusalem, and on one of those hills, the Messiah was sacrificed to be the ultimate Substitute for sinful humanity, so that every firstborn son didn’t have to die.

God makes what He does SO CLEAR—to those who have “eyes to see and ears to hear.”
I pray that eyes would be opened and hearts would be softened to see the glorious and gracious work of the Redeemer.


Ten ways to love.

  1. Listen without interrupting. ( PROVERBS 18 )
  2. Speak without accusing. ( JAMES 1:19 )
  3. Give without sparing. ( PROVERBS 21:26 )
  4. Pray without ceasing. ( COLOSSIANS 1:9 )
  5. Answer without arguing. ( PROVERBS 17:1 )
  6. Share without pretending. ( EPHESIANS 4:15 )
  7. Enjoy without complaint. ( PHILIPPIANS 2:14 )
  8. Trust without wavering. ( CORINTHIANS 13:7 )
  9. Forgive without punishing. ( COLOSSIANS 3:13 )
  10. Promise without forgetting. ( PROVERBS 13:12 )

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Even the weakest saint can experience the power of the deity of the Son of God, when he is willing to “let go.” But any effort to “hang on” to the least bit of our own power will only diminish the life of Jesus in us. We have to keep letting go, and slowly, but surely, the great full life of God will invade us, penetrating every part. Then Jesus will have complete and effective dominion in us, and people will take notice that we have been with Him.

— Oswald Chambers, My Utmost For His Highest (via set-apartgirl)

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