Louie Giglio – Laminin

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Give This a Listen

Rob Mathes……Shepherd Show Me

Good Words on Guidance

 

from a Friend of Ian Morgan Cron…

Ian Morgan Cron
“I always recommend to people that they follow the Ignatian principle.
Regardless of what is sensible, and regardless of what you think you
“ought” to do, which of the courses ahead of you makes you feel alive,
makes your heart open wider, makes you feel hopeful and as if the future is
opening up not closing down? That is the route you should go.”

Reawakening to Poetry/Love

I ran across this wonderful love poem, in which I see my own sweet wife anew, written by Irish poet Micheal O’Siadhail.  (This dude is off the hook gifted and worth a read…no lie)

while you are talking

While you are talking, though I seem all ears,
forgive me if you notice a stray see-through
look; on tiptoe behind the eyes’ frontiers
I am spying, wondering at this mobile you.
Sometimes nurturer, praise-giver to the male,
caresser of failures, mother earth, breakwater
to my vessel, suddenly you’ll appear frail -
in my arms I’ll cradle you like a daughter.
Now soul-pilot and I confess redemptress,
turner of new leaves, reshaper of a history;
then the spirit turns flesh – playful temptress
I untie again ribbons of your mystery.
You shift and travel as only a lover can;
one woman and all things to this one man.   

- Micheal O’Siadhail

 Here is an interview with Micheal in which he reads his astonishing poems, Globe and Footprint and Ceremony.

God is Good – A New Granddaughter

OK…here are the pics re:  Sadie Lynn Jensen, b. to Jennifer and Kevin Friday AM

A Moment For the History Books

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Beneath the Ashes…A Tribute to my Godly Wife

She bends to her her knees as her eye is drawn to a familiar object in the midst of so much that is unfamiliar.  The smell of smoke..a home kept clean and neat through the years now covered in soot and debris and ashes.  But there is a photograph, a paper…something that calls to mind a cherished memory…a child…a grandchild.  A grief is stirred.  She weeps, but for a moment only.  She rises to her feet and is met by the compassion of a sister in Christ and she is surrounded by love.  Deep in her heart she knows that these things now lost though many are not to be compared to the treasures she holds that fire cannot consume.  A God rich in mercy and grace, the body of Christ, the glory that awaits.

And then she tells her husband “this house has been a gift from God and what’s happening now is a gift from God too.”  She’s right.

“The root of faith can never be torn from the godly breast, but clings so fast to the inmost parts that, however faith seems to be shaken or to bend this way or that, its light is never so extinguished or snuffed out that it does not at least lurk as it were beneath the ashes.”

—John Calvin, Institutes of the Christian Religion, 3.2.21

lifted from Of First Importance

Stephen Curtis Chapman on Good Morning America

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A Little Suffering for Christ’s Sake

“My dear brother, we must not mind a little suffering for Christ’s sake. When I am getting through a hedge, if my head and shoulders are safely through, I can bear the pricking of my legs. Let us rejoice in the remembrance that our holy Head has surmounted all His suffering and triumphed over death. Let us follow Him patiently; we shall soon be partakers of His victory.”

—Charles Simeon, quoted in John Piper, The Roots of Endurance (Wheaton, IL: Crossway Books, 2006), 77

Colson on Solzhenitsyn’s Harvard Address

30 years ago the great Russian novelist who passed away a few days ago made a prophetic speech at Harvard.  This aritcle by Chuck Colson reflects on the content of this bold address to the West.