After reading the book, you'll have to decide for yourself whether you think his experience is real or not. Maybe you'll think he just had a little bit too much morphine, I don't know. As for me though, I know it certainly spoke to me in a very real way. It taught me so many things about the character of God that may seem strange or even radical, yet I know it to be true in my heart. I can promise you that it will change your perception of God and your relationship with him. I think from now on I'll always think of God as Papa, Jesus, and Sarayu (the Holy Spirit). You gotta read this book. I know I will many more times in the future.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
The Shack
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Mountains Collage
I was playing around with Picasa, so here's a collage of my family's trip to the mountains in Ellijay, GA last fall.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Freedom by Run Kid Run
I've never heard this song or the band before, but I'm glad I did because it's pretty awesome.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
shoes!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Whatever Reason-Disciple
great song...
In a whirlwind caught away
Broken lips have carried you to a place
Where you don’t know just how
you ever got this far away from here
Thinking somehow you could cross the point of no return
But my love will never end
Whatever reason you’ve been running
I just don’t care anymore
Already forgotten whatever happened with what went wrong
I just want you to come home
Incarcerated, borrowed shame
Freedom was the promise they took away
And now you’re left with what you find so hard is forgiving yourself
I see something far away
Could this be the day to take you in these arms
and wash all of the wasted days and years away?
Just to see the eyes of my beloved child
Now I’m running I’m the one that’s running
Broken lips have carried you to a place
Where you don’t know just how
you ever got this far away from here
Thinking somehow you could cross the point of no return
But my love will never end
Whatever reason you’ve been running
I just don’t care anymore
Already forgotten whatever happened with what went wrong
I just want you to come home
Incarcerated, borrowed shame
Freedom was the promise they took away
And now you’re left with what you find so hard is forgiving yourself
I see something far away
Could this be the day to take you in these arms
and wash all of the wasted days and years away?
Just to see the eyes of my beloved child
Now I’m running I’m the one that’s running
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