Me and me
"no one's picking up the phone"
Hey Jupiter ~ Tori Amos
Friday, November 19, 2004
Thursday, November 18, 2004
Hear my Prayer!
There is no truth unless you accept the assumptions that come along with it. The 'fact' that God is true only comes about because I choose to believe in a True God. That is the element of faith that I struggle with.
Now in the face of there being no way to empricalize truth, how can I believe and hence live? How can I be?
Now God, I will not let go. But to make things clear and to give me peace and to show your way for me, convict me, convert me to your truth, absolutely.
God, this isn't a 'dear god...' prayer. It's desperation and hunger. Did you not promise a way in the desert? Will you keep me from falling? You are able, will you choose to?
There is no truth unless you accept the assumptions that come along with it. The 'fact' that God is true only comes about because I choose to believe in a True God. That is the element of faith that I struggle with.
Now in the face of there being no way to empricalize truth, how can I believe and hence live? How can I be?
Now God, I will not let go. But to make things clear and to give me peace and to show your way for me, convict me, convert me to your truth, absolutely.
God, this isn't a 'dear god...' prayer. It's desperation and hunger. Did you not promise a way in the desert? Will you keep me from falling? You are able, will you choose to?
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
You say:
Come up here, come up now
My Beloved.
I want to fly, oh Lord
Here I come.
In the midst of heartache oh God,
In the midst of brokenness oh Lord.
I look up, and I see your door standing wide open.
And I hear your voice, it sounds like a trumpet
And You're calling out to me:
Child come up here, beloved come up here
Come up here and hear my voice
Come up here and see what I want to do.
You are my Beloved.
You are mine and I am yours.
Don't let anyone, don't let anything
Hold you back.
The Father is calling you.
Come up here, come up now
My Beloved.
I want to fly, oh Lord
Here I come.
In the midst of heartache oh God,
In the midst of brokenness oh Lord.
I look up, and I see your door standing wide open.
And I hear your voice, it sounds like a trumpet
And You're calling out to me:
Child come up here, beloved come up here
Come up here and hear my voice
Come up here and see what I want to do.
You are my Beloved.
You are mine and I am yours.
Don't let anyone, don't let anything
Hold you back.
The Father is calling you.
Monday, November 15, 2004
Sunday, November 14, 2004
Grounds for Love.
I'm on a journey, and I thank God for Curtis, with whom I can be safe with to share, understand and articulate. Have a cup of coffee, and a three way conversation: Me, You and the Holy Spirit.
Why, life is bigger now, all this for a King.
Plonk
A major - you love to live life to the full. You
have a vibrant social life and are not afraid
to take life as it comes. You are content,
bright and often spontaneous.
what key signature are you?
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Conindicently, this is the Key I sing most comfortably in. I think
I'm on a journey, and I thank God for Curtis, with whom I can be safe with to share, understand and articulate. Have a cup of coffee, and a three way conversation: Me, You and the Holy Spirit.
Why, life is bigger now, all this for a King.
Plonk
A major - you love to live life to the full. You
have a vibrant social life and are not afraid
to take life as it comes. You are content,
bright and often spontaneous.
what key signature are you?
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Conindicently, this is the Key I sing most comfortably in. I think
