Legalism says God will love us if we change. The gospel says God will change us because He loves us. ~Tullian Tchividjian
“And once we have surrendered our lives to him, he keeps moving us, onward and upward to the place where we can both use all our gifts and be a blessing to others. And in general, he takes the moving car of who we are, and the gifts, abilities and experience, we have, and steers it higher, stronger, faster….” Please read the rest of this amazing post by my God-sized dreaming buddy, Anita. I have come back to it again and again this week.
“With the enormous pressures of time that comes along with modern family life, it’s pretty easy just to factor-out the impractical. Is this food nutritious, or handy? OK, let’s eat it. Is this an item we need? No? OK, get rid of it. Do we need this for survival? Yes? OK, let’s get it. I get being practical. I get being thrifty. I get avoiding materialism. But we are more than beasts made to survive. We are written into a story where peacocks have feathers like that. We’re born into a world with a night sky full of stars and a moon hung just so for poets.” My friend S.D. Smith wrote a fantastic piece on “Building For Strength And Beauty”.
“I am ever grasping for a timeline too, wanting to know whether this is a short season to savor or a long one with hatches to be battened down. I keep scrambling to arrange the scraps of my story into some semblance of cohesive narrative, a work that holds the tensions of grief and joy, longing and contentment. We live in a kingdom coming on earth as it is in heaven in a world where we see only through a glass dimly.” This post has been up a couple of weeks, but it’s glorious and my friend Annie tells beautiful, timeless stories that stir me in deep places.
“And I thought, okay, the writing life – damn that phrase – it doesn’t have to be romantic. It can be workmanlike, it can be a grind, and it can take years to make anything of any value. But if, at the end of it all, there’s a Gabby who holds the words to her heart and rides the subway through the night, back to Oakland, thinking of what those words on a page did to her, then the work is worth doing….” This is the tail end of a fantastic article on the writing life, written by Dave Eggers–whom I had not known of until reading this. I will be pursuing his books immediately.
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