February 2012
19 posts
There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterward you...
– Pablo Picasso (1881–1973, Spain/France)
Here my thread is unwound so you can see in.:... →
1 Then Jesus returned from the Jordan, full of the Holy Spirit, and was led by the Spirit in the wilderness 2 for 40 days to be tempted by the Devil. He ate nothing during those days, and when they were over, He was hungry. 3 The Devil said to Him, “If You are the Son of God, tell…
This is so so SO what i needed to read. thank you lydia!
natalieguerro
that “place” is somewhere that we were meant to live in our entire lives. i dont know why we ever think we need to leave it. beautiful nata!
lala: - The Sliver Chair →
Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things — trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of a kingdom of…
BAM
January 2012
18 posts
toriamariee:
“The great pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do.”
Walter Bagehot
AMEN
What can be explained is not poetry.
– W.B. Yeats (via bodasdesangre)
Transformed by Beholding by Oswald Chambers →
hewhofightswithmonsters:
“We all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image … “
~ 2 Corinthians 3:18
The greatest characteristic a Christian can exhibit is this completely unveiled openness before God, which allows that person’s life to…
TRUTH. But i just have to add that instead of trying to rid ourselves of...
“For He [God] regards men not as they are merely, but as they shall be; not as they shall be merely, but as they are now growing, or capable of growing, towards that image after which He made them that they might grow to it. Therefore a thousand stages, each in itself all but valueless, are of inestimable worth as the necessary and connected gradations of an infinite progress. A condition...
Fairyland-type Wonder
“But it is no use trying to account for things in Fairy Land; and one who travels there soon learns to forget the very idea of doing so, and takes everything as it comes; like a child, who, being in a chronic condition of wonder, is surprised at nothing.” from page 24 of Phatastes by George Macdonald
I see a huge connection in that quote with my journey with Jesus. When I enter into...
“The sun is gone down,
And the moon’s in the sky
But the sun will come up,
And the moon be laid by.
The flower is asleep
But it is not dead,
When the morning shines,
It will lift its head.
When winter comes,
It will die- no, no;
It will only hide
From the frost and the snow.
Sure is the summer,
Sure is the sun;
The night and the winter
Are shadows that run.”
...
December 2011
14 posts
I secretly hate Scrabble, for the simple reason that anyone hates Scrabble,...
– David Samuels, Underachievers Please Try Harder (via fernandofrench)
“Better to illuminate than merely to shine, to deliver to others contemplated truths than merely to contemplate.” Thomas Aquinas
I wonder, is this really true? I am conflicted with this issue. Whenever I learn some spectacular truth about this life and the Lord, I am always tempted to almost immediately tell other people. In doing this, I forget to dwell on it myself. And I forget to...
George Macdonald
“There is this difference between the growth of some human beings and that of others: in the one case it is a continuous dying, in the other a continuous resurrection. One of the latter sort comes at length to know at once whether a thing is true the moment it comes before him; one of the former class grows more and more afraid of being taken in, so afraid of it that he takes himself in...
”We are half-hearted creatures,
fooling about with drink and sex and
ambition when infinite joy is offered us,
like an ignorant child who wants to go on
making mud pies in a slum because he
cannot imagine what is meant by the offer
of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily
pleased”
C.S. Lewis from The Weight of Glory
We are all pencils in the hand of God writing love letters to the world
– Mother Teresa