Brick wall

             Again, I've come to sadly realise how often and foolishly we pretend like we don't fully need Christ's sacrifice.. I know we don't say it, but we live it. We forget our devotions here and there, or when we do them, we make them "religious". We don't always come and empty ourselves before the Cross and understand-we have nothing. We don't let our emptiness and thankfulness for what Christ has done push us to obedience but we try to coldly obey.

             Like a brick wall our sin is there. Blocking us from the enjoyment of learning to KNOW God more.

We run, and no matter how hard or how fast, we will always hit the wall,fall back, hurt ourselves, and in the end, the wall will still be there. It is only when we run to Christ that He can break the wall and make it into a pile of ruble.

I was listening to the radio this morning and I heard this song:

I've heard it before, didn't like it that much..

But this morning it really spoke to me. Possibly because lately I've had "sleepless nights" in my trials and haven't been trusting as I ought.
Because of this, I thought, why not remind my self, and you as well, of the promises of GOD! So lets list, with passages, as many promises of God as we can... ( I'm thinking the comments will go on for quite a while, but that is perfect :) )

"If it isn't broke, don't fix it"

The problem is,
we are extremely broken.
How broken?
so broken, we can harldy begin to understand.
And when God does show us just the slightest insight on how broken we are,
we fall flat on our face, broken.
But this new brokenness, IS the best brokenness. Because only broken before and by God can we really be fixed...
when we see no hope in self, and see our only hope in Christ.
when we are disgusted with self, and wanna live only for Him.
But the problem occurs for me, is when I fail to see my brokenness....
I say I am broken, but do I always believe it? Do I always LIVE it?
Oh God,  I need You! Break me to Fix me.

I'll be Honest..

I'm sorry.
My blog has become so selfish.
It has become about me. me. me.
That is why I stopped posting for so long..
soo I'll be Honest..
I'm no longer blind, God gave me sight,
But I have bad vision,
 and can't seem to find my glasses...

hmmmmm

I've noticed alot of people complaining, more so than usual, about the rain.
I guess this is the time when people get really sick of it.
However-
God made it. Therefore it is good :)
Even better, its BEAUTIFUL
The sound it makes... like a lullaby..
The freshness..
The crisp smell..
the droplets that collect and reflect on all sorts of objects..

I don't see why people cancel all these things because of the rain..
let us get caught in a down poor as we take a walk, jump in puddles, dance, hike and have picnics
Let us learn to love the rain!

Alsan..

Abby and I had a wonderful paint day together!
We both decided to paint Aslan.. mine after I had already painted most of the picture decided to toss Him in.. While Abby, much wiser at painting and much better decided before the paint ever touched the paper!
It was great to watch an amazing artist at work! Learned a few new tricks! Thanks Abby!
Here is the fruit of my labor.. its not done.. but i couldn't resist!

So my Aslan.. I think I'll take Abby's advice... The only way to learn is to do it over and over again...I'm amazed that he ended up looking like a lion.. I've never painted one before.. but it looks like his tail got stuck in an electric socket... I'll try and remember to tone down the top of the mane next time.. :)

Rustic?

I must say, it has been awhile...
but this painting thing has stirred in me this artistic side.. I have decided I am an artist, a bad one-maybe. But non the less I declare it.
After watching Narnia, I felt a need to express some artistic passion for my Jesus. It has been awhile as I have said, so do forgive me, but I wanted to share the poem I wrote. A poem is a thought right? You can decide.. Complex, or Simple?

Lord of immense power and might
Into our dark hearts, You cast a Holy light,
Our acts of treachery, cannot be hidden from Your view

Trembling with fear we fall broken before You.

As we await Your righteous wrath,

In grace you reveal another path,

The Holy Lamb came down to Earth,
A miracle of love, a virgin birth

Down to the Earth which you Created,
Came a Savior, long awaited.

But to the one who deserved more than praise
We denied you, and cared not about your ways

On that day, so dark and grim
I hear my voice cry “crusifiy Him”

For on that cross, my sins were laid
Upon the Holy lamb, my debt was paid

The agonies brought death upon that cross
But by the Holy Spirit, Not all was loss

You rose again on the third day
To bind me to you in an unchanging way
By the death of your only Son,
My love, you have surely Won.
Though I walk through the wicked sea
Your righteousness like armor is about me
And inside, your spirit strong
Will keep me going all my life long

Now I await the day of Your return

But not for my works, for what could I earn?
No I eagerly await so I may see,
The one who would save, a sinner like me.