Wednesday, November 5, 2014

by myself i can do nothing

Delightful photograph of the Michigan woods found online.
All at once, exactly where I'm supposed to be, yet longing for the taste of the sun in the treetops, for the embrace of the man with a name like a song, for letters written on parchment paper. All at once, exactly where I'm supposed to be, yet struggling, yet delighting, feeling everything. All at once. Exactly.

Reading: The Screwtape Letters. You should, too. 
Listening to: A lot of the Beatles lately.
Craving: Sleep; St. Augustine; writing my novel. 
Realizing: I can do nothing apart from Christ.  
"Rather, as servants of God we commend ourselves in every way: in great endurance; in troubles, hardships and distresses.....known, yet regarded as unknown; dying, and yet we live on; beaten, and yet not killed; sorrowful, yet always rejoicing." - 2nd Corinthians 6:4, 9
"We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed." ~ 2nd Corinthians 4:8-9 
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  1. UnknownNovember 6, 2014 at 5:21 PM

    YES! I've read the screwtape letters! =D We also had the privilege to see the theatre adaption of it by the Fellowship for Performing Arts, which was excellent! If they ever stop in Florida and you get the opportunity to go see them- GO! You won't be disappointed... =) They also wrote a play about The Great Divorce, have you read that one?

    Also, your blog keeps getting better and better. And those verses- I needed to be reminded of that today. Thanks. =)

    Hope you have a great weekend!

    ~Jenny

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