So in keeping with my thematical day blogs i decided on Tuesday Tune... but I got way to excited about this one to wait until Tuesday so happy early Tuesday Tune...my new favorite song. Your Love is Strong by Jon Foreman Heavenly Father You always amaze me Let Your kingdom come in my world And in my life Give me the food I need To live through today Forgive me as I forgive The people that wrong me Lead me far from temptation Deliver me from the evil one I look out the window The birds are composing Not a note is out of tune Or out of place I walk to the meadow And stare at the flowers Better dressed than any girl On her wedding day So why should I worry? Why do I freak out? God knows what I need You know what I need! Your love is Your love is Your love is strong The kingdom of the heavens Is now advancingInvade my heart Invade this broken town The kingdom of the heavens Is buried treasure Would you sell yourself To buy the one you've found Two things you told me That you are strong And you love me Yes, you love me Your love is Your love is Your love is strong Our God in Heaven Hallowed be Thy name Above all names Your kingdom come Your will be done On earth as it is in Heaven Give us, today, our daily bread Forgive us weary sinners Keep us far from our vices And deliver us from these prisons

an eye for an eye

So do you ever have one of those days where you just make awkward eye contact with a LOT of people? Well I am having one... I don't mind! We are watching a documentary on Stonehenge right now... I mean really... this is a very very big waste of my time. I mean who cares about a bunch of rocks that were created for sun worship... not I! I am a little stressed about this booki review I have coming up. I don't think I'm going to do very well on it.... and I don't care about the topic so boo on that! Newks was good today for lunch! I made a 61 on my history test... I studied too... what can you do. I have to write a short story for my final project for creative writing. I was thinking about doing a modern day fiction of Hosea? Any ideas? OH it IS my lucky day... the role got passed around early... I'm outta heya!

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and I have no idea why there is this massive blank at the top of all my posts.. any ideas?

The Thursday Thought

Since many of my friends do these cute little rhyming word day things ( such as Tasty Tuesday or Wordless Wednesday) I thought I'd jump on the boat. My creativeness... The Thursday Thought... not very creative I know... but here we go. Today the thought is from our very own John Piper...love him. Enjoy! No Evil Shall Befall You By John Piper March 26, 1984 James Chalmers, a Scottish-born Presbyterian missionary, sailed for the South Pacific under the London Missionary Society in 1866. During his thirty-five years of service on the frontiers he lost two wives, but the grief only moved him to greater dedication. He vowed to bury his sorrow in work for Christ. In the spring of 1901, he and Oliver Tomkins were on an exploratory trip along the coast of New Guinea in the Fly River region. The two went ashore and when they did not return a search party went in and came out with the news. Chalmers and Tomkins had been clubbed to death, chopped into pieces, cooked and eaten before the search party even arrived. What then does Psalm 91:7-12 mean? A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand; but it will not come near you…Because you have made the Lord your refuge, the Most High your habitation, no evil shall befall you, no scourge come near your tent. For he will give his angels charge of you to guard you in all your ways. On their hands they will bear you up, lest you dash your foot against a stone. Could it be that James Chalmers and Oliver Tomkins lacked faith in this promise? No! Hebrews 11:33-35 tell of saints who through faith “escaped the sword,” but verses 36-38 tell of saints who through faith “were killed with the sword.” Could it be that this promise of safety only applied in Old Testament days but not any more? No! Psalm 44:22 shrieks, “Nay, for thy sake we are slain all day long, and counted as sheep for the slaughter.” Even in Old Testament days the promise seemed vain. Could it be that Psalm 91 is a prophecy of the Messiah and will only apply to him? Perhaps Messiah will escape the sword? No! Satan tried this on Jesus in the wilderness. He quoted this very Psalm, urging Jesus to claim this promise for himself. Jesus refused and joined the “ten thousand who fall” (v. 7). What then? I think Jesus is teaching us that promises like Psalm 91 mean this: No ill befalls the saints but what God’s love permits, and even this “ill” will not conquer them. Paul asks, “Shall peril or sword separate us from the love of Christ?” And answers, “No! In all these we are more than conquerors!” The Psalmists proclaimed absolute safety to the saints not because they were naïve, but because under the impulse of the Holy Spirit they felt an indomitable hope that God rules and cares for his people. Evil simply can’t befall them! If it seems to, there must be a glorious deliverance we can’t see. What else can we conclude when we put two Psalms together like this: Psalm 44:22 - "For thy sake we are slain all day long."Psalm 34:19 - "Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but the Lord delivers him out of them all." And didn’t Jesus talk to his disciples just like this? Luke 21:16 - “…some of you they will put to death.”Luke 21:18 - “But not a hair of your head will perish.” Is fear holding you back from a venture with God? Fear not! No final evil can befall you! James Chalmers and Oliver Tomkins are more than conquerors through him who loved them. With you in the shadow of the Almighty, Pastor John

Hallelujah... random thoughts

I am going to bed at 9 o'clock. Praise the Lord. Maybe my body will be able to fight off the sinus crud after all. I have a loooong class day tomorrow so expect a post. And new pics are going up for sale tomorrow too. Check them out. Redbubble.com/people/rdjones I work at a church... how crazy is it that we get paid to do ministry. God is so good. I really may be trading in my new SUV sooner than expected if gas doesn't make its climb back down the price ladder soon. I think I'll get a hybrid I am the official event photographer at church now. Lame I know, but I am excited! I get to take the Walls christmas card picture. excited once again. I don't think I will even take my nose ring out again unless its for good. OUCH! I really like to write. I plan to do it more often. I am done with homework for this week. I don't hate school as much anymore either. I love this weather... makes me want to smile all the time. I decided that if God doesn't open a job door for me come next summer, I'm going to travel the world. I found a missions trip that does that. Cool I know. I opened my window, which has no screen and now I have a moth or two, or three, on my wall. Excellent. Whither would you soar? Can I say what I mean and mean what I say? this could go on all night... I need to go to bed. Bueno Noche!

So this is love

Well creative writing strikes again... and this time in the form of a poem of an historical event from the point of someone that appears defeated or the loser.... here is the result... the best my brain could do at 11pm So this is love Without being asked I was chosen for this To see you betrayed by a friend with a kiss And I bite my tongue as I look at the smirk On the face of the guard as he does his work. The hammer is swung and the nail goes in As You bear the burden and sting of my sin On Your perfect shoulders the weight of it all The sorrow the shame the curse of the fall. The breath has been taken the guilt has been borne The veil and the gap I’ve created is torn. A babe with a face that could bring such a smile Is the face that I see when I look at my child As the cross is brought down and the death tomb is sealed At this point what is a mother to feel? My Savior was once the child that I held In a manger with cattle and horses we dwelled. Now here I must watch as Your Father could not As You open the way to the God I have sought. Three days three days I keep telling myself And this ache in my heart will no longer be felt As the world will see the truth I have known And the child I once carried now carries me home.

rain

Thank You for the rain. In more than one way. Heavy heart. More thoughts to come.