1 Hour Later, through a worn-down guitar, my best friend and loving sister, two voices, and real longing and earnest prayer, I think I have discovered what true worship is, once again.
And it's something I'll look forward to. Every single time.
That may have been one of the most amazing events I have ever experienced. Right in our basement.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Grouse Grind
Today, I tried out the Grouse Grind trail up in North Vancouver...
Man, was it killer. My legs were so sore afterwards, and had cramped up at one point in the middle of the hike. I went through tons of water (and even stopped to eat a muffin). My lower body was just tortured.
Of course, I continually talked to no end, and my breathing was okay. In fact, I wasn't feeling fatigued or anything. Just my legs. They were going to fall off. (Fortunately, they didn't).
Apparently that's just a practice run for next week too.
Man, was it killer. My legs were so sore afterwards, and had cramped up at one point in the middle of the hike. I went through tons of water (and even stopped to eat a muffin). My lower body was just tortured.
Of course, I continually talked to no end, and my breathing was okay. In fact, I wasn't feeling fatigued or anything. Just my legs. They were going to fall off. (Fortunately, they didn't).
Apparently that's just a practice run for next week too.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
I Can Rest
Sleeping at 9 something at night is quite relaxing, albeit weird on my body. No wonder I can't get back to bed anymore.
This... is interesting, to say the least.
This... is interesting, to say the least.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Congratulations!
I'd just like to say... congratulations to Davidson and Krista on their marriage today :) (Sunday, since technically the day has past, but whatever).
One day I want to get married.
One day I want to get married.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Faith Enough?
You know... I have been wondering lately: How much faith is faith enough?
I mean, we hear stories of extreme faith. Martin Luther going against the church in that period of time. Peter and Paul and the others suffering for being who they were. Shadrach, Meshach and Abendigo. Martyrs, even today. They all were strong enough to stand for what they believed in, and to trust God. But, as the trio of wise men said in Babylon, even if God decided that it was the end of their time, they would still be faithful to God, as he had, and would always be, faithful to them.
And then you look at Jesus. He found the most undesirable circumstances to reveal who he was. Walking on water... in the stormy weather. Feeding the multitudes... when they were hungry and desolate. He didn't magically take out food at any random time.
And then we read Matthew 17:20. With faith equivalent in size to that of a mustard seed, we can move mountains. Personally, I wonder if it is a literal or a figurative mountain, because that would make a huge difference in my mind. A literal mountain would mean that almost no one has that kind of faith in modern day times... or that if we had that kind of faith, we probably are pretty tight with God and don't need to move mountains to prove anything. A figurative mountain... that's something we see all the time. People do amazing things, and they see amazing miracles.
In Romans, it's pretty clear that faith leads to salvation. Of course, faith leads to works and whatnot... but that first step... stepping out into the open and "risking" everything. That's what's hard. And maybe that's what I struggle with.
Meanwhile, I wonder whether my faith is faith enough.
I mean, we hear stories of extreme faith. Martin Luther going against the church in that period of time. Peter and Paul and the others suffering for being who they were. Shadrach, Meshach and Abendigo. Martyrs, even today. They all were strong enough to stand for what they believed in, and to trust God. But, as the trio of wise men said in Babylon, even if God decided that it was the end of their time, they would still be faithful to God, as he had, and would always be, faithful to them.
And then you look at Jesus. He found the most undesirable circumstances to reveal who he was. Walking on water... in the stormy weather. Feeding the multitudes... when they were hungry and desolate. He didn't magically take out food at any random time.
And then we read Matthew 17:20. With faith equivalent in size to that of a mustard seed, we can move mountains. Personally, I wonder if it is a literal or a figurative mountain, because that would make a huge difference in my mind. A literal mountain would mean that almost no one has that kind of faith in modern day times... or that if we had that kind of faith, we probably are pretty tight with God and don't need to move mountains to prove anything. A figurative mountain... that's something we see all the time. People do amazing things, and they see amazing miracles.
In Romans, it's pretty clear that faith leads to salvation. Of course, faith leads to works and whatnot... but that first step... stepping out into the open and "risking" everything. That's what's hard. And maybe that's what I struggle with.
Meanwhile, I wonder whether my faith is faith enough.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Innocence Again
Tonight was my uncle's birthday. His two kids shouted and ran around the restaurant, ignorant of the unfriendly glances and disapproving looks of those at the other tables. Other kids at our table had fun as well.
If only.
If only.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Thank You (Smoothies!)
Tonight, as I saw Sherry/Sherlene for the final time before they leave for the Philippines (and I for Waterloo), I reminisced. I thought about all the times I asked them (especially Sherlene) to pray for me, and the infinite number of times they showed kindness to me. To quantify such a sacrifice would be too difficult.
So I just wanted to say thank you.
So I just wanted to say thank you.
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