Hide and Sleep

I think this is funny. I used to do this with my brothers and sisters, except that it never worked that well :)

Dignity of Women

Where are the men, in these days, who believe in women? Who believe in their strength and influence? Who are willing to stand in honor of the women around them? Where are the men who believe in the dignity of women? Where are the men who believe God at His word, when the scriptures give them such high honor? Below is a quote written by a man, during a war, declaring that the women were there hope. What is said here about women should not be something that is uncommon. It should be an attitude that we as men regularly portray. I want to challenge the men to believe God's word.



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Give Me Your Eyes

Drench me in Your sweet perfume

The fall into subjective science

Darwinist claim that they have the only scientific explanation to how this universe got here. There is one fatal flaw with this. Darwinism is not science. Darwinism is a subjective perception of the evidence that we have so far. Science on the other hand is an attempt at an objective perception of the evidence. Much of which we are yet to gain. Instead of looking at the evidence objectively Darwinist forces the scientist to fit their findings with in a model. It frustrates me when scientist fail to be scientists and fail to explore objectively, because they are constrained by the subjective ideas of Darwinism.

As a Christian, I fully believe in the account of Creation in Genesis. The account was given to Moses face to face by someone who was there. And Moses's source is reliable. I believe God's account of Creation. There is no better source. And because I believe it, I have no fear, and I can encourage scientist to be scientist and to be objective, because I know real science won't contradict God. It can't.

I account my life of no value

written March 18, 2007

"But I do not account my life of any value nor as precious to myself, if only I may finish my course and the ministry that I received from the Lord, Jesus, to testify to the gospel of the grace of God"

We often approach Christianity from the perspective that we will have abundant life more than we can dream or think of. But we don't have a big enough picture of what that is to be. God says that life is to know God and the one whom He sent. And Paul said that we can know God's love more than all we can dream or think. The focus of abundant life in the scripture is not a life of material blessings or even of great ministry. The focus of the scripture is that God loves us.

The Little Tree

In a sun scorched land far away,
There were trees, little trees
Withered, sprangly, and dearth.
There were no big trees in this earth.
You see, the rain did not come nor did the rivers run free.
Only Desert was as far as one could see.
Some plants strived with all their strength and might to grow,
Others gave up and their limbs had a bow.
You could hear others complain, wine, or beg.
“Woe is me as anyone could see.”
But whether they strived, quit, or wined
None grew any more than the other, they were all in a bind.
They were all withered, sprangly, and dearth



One day a farmer came
He took one of the trees
So withered, sprangly, and dearth.
Which one I don’t know
For they all looked the same.
And so He took the plant gently away
Delivering it from its woe
And brought it to a meadow
And placed it near a stream
It was a place of beauty,
Where the sun would beam,
And sweetly down, the rain would come.
In this place, this little tree,
Though withered, sprangly, and dearth,
Grew roots that went deep and deep into the earth.
It grew and grew,
And was not little any more.
And season after season much fruit did it bore.

This little tree became strong,
And though it was once withered
Its leaf withered no more.

I Surender All

This song is what the LORD has been teaching me lately. I would, however, change the lines to "You are worth it all, now". He is pulling me close, in the midst of my pain, He is stripping my flesh away and coming close and washing me, in the midst of my hurt. He is bringing His arms around me, and holding me, when I cannot hold myself. God is good.

This poor man cried, and the LORD heard him
and saved him out of all his troubles.
The angel of the LORD encamps around those who fear him,
and delivers them.

--Psalm 34:6,7

Divine Romance

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Birthday Wish

What do you do when you are told that God has said, “no” to what you want most?




I heard this story of a man who was engaged to be married. He had the life he dreamed of, but he risked it all to help a slave escape to freedom. For this, he was put away in prison for five years. His fiancé faithfully waited those five years. When he was released from prison after those five years, he immediately went and helped another slave gain their freedom and was caught again. He was put in prison for another fifteen years. Another man was put into prison for not denying the gospel. He was taken away from his beloved and his children. His daughter was blind and he did not know how his family would be provided for. He longed to be there for his family, but he could not deny the gospel. Another man was engaged when he came to Christ. He knew that he could not marry his betrothed if she did not know Christ so he talked with her and shared with her the gospel. She became a believer. The country was Muslim so to become a Christian meant severe consequences, so they agreed to escape and be married. She never showed up at the meeting place. Her family found out that she had become a Christian and gave her to a Muslim man to be his wife. He would never see her again.


As my birthday nears, I have been thinking about the desires of my heart. If I were to ask God for a birthday present, what would I ask for? I have desires that are so deeply rooted in my heart and that I long for so intensely that I cry out to God, “It is only by Your mercy and grace that I could survive if these were taken away.” I know I could look at my desires. I could ask God to give me the desires of my heart, but I know that that is not a real prayer. I am not asking him to do that. Instead I am asking him to make me more dependent on Him, to trust Him more. To hold on to that treasure that is deeper than the things of this world. To hear His voice. To hold fast and to cling to Him, who is my life.



Off to the English Civil War

Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind
That from the nunnery
Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind
To warlike arms I fly.

True, a new mistress now I serve
The first foe in the field
And with a sterner faith embrace
The sword, a horse, a shield.

Yet this inconstancy is such
As thou too shalt adore.
I could not love thee, dear, so much
Loved I not honor more.

---- Richard Lovelace


I must love God more than the desires of my heart, or I don't have anything. All is loss compared to him. Abba, I pray that you set this truth deep in the roots of my heart, and may my heart be dependent on Thee. Command what Thou wilst, and grant what Thou commandest. My heart is Yours, my Lord.

"Take me away with you - let us hurry! Let the king bring me into his chambers." Song of Songs 1:4.

Smelly Dead

When I see the druggie, the alcoholic, the person who is down and out, the person steeped in sexual immorality, the poor, the homeless, the sick, the dying, the leper, the only difference between this guy and them is the grace of God. I can't stand aloft and feel like somehow I am here because I made a better choice. I don't have it in me to make a better choice. I was dead, smelly dead, in my trespasses, an enemy of God, so horribly lost that it took Jesus dieing on the cross and Christ bearing the vileness of my sin, so vile that it caused Him to sweat blood. No, I am no better than the worst. And I am not here because I made a better decision. I am here because of Christ. It was Christ who was willing to take on the depths of my sin, to become vile. And it was His grace and the strength of His power that reached down to my dead and vile heart and gave me life from the dead. And I have to believe that that grace which is big enough for me is big enough for them. I once was one of them and so I long for them to come into the Kingdom. I know His grace reaches down to the worst of who we are and He can give life even to us, the most smelly of the dead.

Iranian / Afghani Christian Worship Song by Sedayezinda