"God gives His best to those who leave the choice to Him."
Leslie Ludy, When God Writes Your Love Story (via mareejuana)
"I care not what tomorrow holds so long as You hold me tomorrow"
"Each choice He records; each glance He remembers. And one very real day in our future, He will open up the book of remembrance and remind us of each one. He will say, “Do you remember this time? You were so discouraged, so disheartened, so desperate. Yet you chose once again to believe in Me and to receive My love. You said, ‘Yes,’ to Me though you could neither feel nor see me."
~Dana Candler, Deep Unto Deep
"A true poet is more than just a man who can write a poem with a pen. A true poet writes poetry with his very life. A true poet doesn’t use poetic devices to con the heart of a woman but uses the beauty of all that is poetic to serve, cherish, and express love to the heart of a woman. Just as a true warrior is not a conqueror of femininity but a protector of femininity, a true poet is not just a wooer of a woman’s heart but one who knows how to nurture and plant love in a woman’s heart. Simply put, a true poet is a man who knows how to be intimate with a lover - first and foremost with Christ."
― Eric Ludy (via zhaipee08)
"If you can’t see the sun you will be impressed with a street light. If you’ve never felt thunder and lightning you’ll be impressed with fireworks. And if you turn your back on the greatness and majesty of God you’ll fall in love with a world of shadows and short-lived pleasures."
John Piper (via iscl)
"If we don’t write well, we don’t think well. If we don’t think well, someone else will do our thinking for us."
Whisper my name, so only I can hear
Call to my heart, chase away my fears
Stand up in this place, fight for the one you love
Won’t You come surround me, so I can rise above
Explode my soul, let these walls come down
All these prison thoughts crumble with the sound
Of my deliverance from my enemies
I stand up beside You, let’s watch these giants flee
Let the silence be broken, and the winter be done
Will you come out of your hiding, kiss me sweet warm sun
Let the wind of Your spirit blow the dust off my feet
I ran to You broken but now I am complete
Hello Promise Land, we’ve waited for so long
To see what we’ve believed in, to sing this Promise Land song
Explode my soul, explode with praise
What He promised is what He gave
@Drewanthonymusic Thanks, Drew :) Actually, though, I spelled it the way I intended. It’s not meant to be “Show me that You are amazing,” it’s meant as “Your way, not mine.” I’ve spent far too much time and energy trying to make things happen that I want to see happen, the way I want them. By declaring to God, “Show me Your amazing,” I’m asking for Him to show me His way- His amazing, because His kind of amazing is infinitely better than my own. Love always gives its very best, and God is love, therefore God will always give us His very best if only we ask Him to show us His amazing :)
this evening I was mulling things over with God in my head and all He said in response was two words.. “Hold on”
love never gives anything less than the absolute best