Everyone liked this song better than my last one.
Watch and listen please! Reblog/share if you’d like (that’d be super cool of you)
P.S. Excuse the peaking near the end (5th takes are for chumps)
Everyone liked this song better than my last one.
Watch and listen please! Reblog/share if you’d like (that’d be super cool of you)
P.S. Excuse the peaking near the end (5th takes are for chumps)
Merry Christmas
During a short walk through campus today, I ran into 5 people that I knew.
Thank you God for friends
I was playing this song on guitar very intensely and singing my heart out.
When I awoke I realized I hadn’t heard this song in ages nor had I even thought about it.
Guess what I’m playing at night prayer this week.
Her nose faintly kisses the rough fabric of the curtain. Its stench, gathered from years of collecting stale dust, cheap cologne, and cigar smoke permanently laced into its stitching, penetrates her lungs. And even after these four long years of breathing in its aroma, it still manages to choke…
good writing hits home, great writing cuts deep
What this world needs is not more Christians who can flaunt their academic, professional, and economic achievements thinking it somehow points towards God. There’s a way to attempt to live morally and fight temptation, but actually end up drawing more attention to your own competence rather than…
suc. la. duc.
2 things I learned at Abba Conference.
1. Abba does not mean “daddy.”
2. What my identity truly is.
If you had asked me lately if there was anything you could pray for, I would’ve told you “guidance.” Ever since college started, I have been at a loss as to what my post-graduate life would look like. What’s my role? What does God want me to do? Because I sure as heck don’t know, and if God did tell me to do something, I’d jump on that horse faster than a cowboy on Sunday. He just hadn’t yet.
And those questions had been plaguing me for months. I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t vengeful. I was just…anxious. I had the same question as Jackie Chan here:
So what did I learn this past weekend?
I was made for love. I was made to be loved by the greatest father to ever exist, Abba Father. There’s nothing more to it that. I don’t need to do anything. I simply need to receive the greatest love imaginable.
Yes, our actions may cause our Father to say “well done.” But there’s nothing we could ever do that would make our Father be “well pleased.” That’s all Him. He hand-crafted each and every one of us to love unconditionally. If we accept that, everything else falls into place.
I took such comfort in that. So much anxiety built up for months has been vanquished by the cool, cool spirit that is Abba-love. We serve a big, big God y’all. Let His love overflow to those around you and He’ll make sure that you never fail. Hoo-Ha
The church is Christ’s bride. There’s a great quote that says, “If we ever have an issue with Christ’s bride, it should be a lover’s quarrel.” And so you don’t talk bad about Jesus’s church. And if you talk bad about MY wife… think about what I would do.
-Tim Reilly