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Question

I wonder how much of a routine person one can be without becoming boring. What do you think? Are you a routine individual or more on the spontaneous side? Do you prefer to spend time with one type of person over the other?

"Let us draw near to the fire of martyred Lawrence, that our cold hearts may be warmed thereby. The merciless tyrant, understanding him to be not only a minister of the sacraments, but a distributor also of the Church riches, promised to himself a double prey, by the apprehension of one soul. First, with the rake of avarice to scrape to himself the treasure of poor Christians; then with the fiery fork of tyranny, so to toss and turmoil them, that they should wax weary of their profession. With furious face and cruel countenance, the greedy wolf demanded where this Lawrence had bestowed the substance of the Church: who, craving three days' respite, promised to declare where the treasure might be had. In the meantime, he caused a good number of poor Christians to be congregated. So, when the day of his answer was come, the persecutor strictly charged him to stand to his promise. Then valiant Lawrence, stretching out his arms over the poor, said: "These are the precious treasure of the Church; these are the treasure indeed, in whom the faith of Christ reigneth, in whom Jesus Christ hath His mansion-place. What more precious jewels can Christ have, than those in whom He hath promised to dwell? For so it is written, 'I was an hungered, and ye gave Me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave Me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took Me in.' And again, 'Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these My brethren, ye have done it unto Me.' What greater riches can Christ our Master possess, than the poor people in whom He loveth to be seen?"

O, what tongue is able to express the fury and madness of the tyrant's heart! Now he stamped, he stared, he ramped, he fared as one out of his wits: his eyes like fire glowed, his mouth like a boar formed, his teeth like a hellhound grinned. Now, not a reasonable man, but a roaring lion, he might be called. "Kindle the fire (he cried)--of wood make no spare. Hath this villain deluded the emperor? Away with him, away with him: whip him with scourges, jerk him with rods, buffet him with fists, brain him with clubs. Jesteth the traitor with the emperor? Pinch him with fiery tongs, gird him with burning plates, bring out the strongest chains, and the fire-forks, and the grated bed of iron: on the fire with it; bind the rebel hand and foot; and when the bed is fire-hot, on with him: roast him, broil him, toss him, turn him: on pain of our high displeasure do every man his office, O ye tormentors."

The word was no sooner spoken, but all was done. After many cruel handlings, this meek lamb was laid, I will not say on his fiery bed of iron, but on his soft bed of down. So mightily God wrought with his martyr Lawrence, so miraculously God tempered His element the fire; that it became not a bed of consuming pain, but a pallet of nourishing rest." (Excerpt from Fox's Book of Martyrs)

Love and Thanksgiving

I serve a King who loves the unlovable... bestows mercy on the undeserving... is faithful to the faithless... sees my deepest thoughts, hears my many silent cries, and knows my heart- yet still loves so deeply. Still loves enough to die so that we won't spend eternity apart.

What is there not to be thankful for?

I am forever indebted to the passionately faithful love of Jesus.

Little Bits of Happy

It's been awhile since I've updated. The last post was on quite the serious note, so I figured I'd enter a lighthearted one somewhere in the mix... hence, Little Bits of Happy.

Somewhere in the midst of time literally slipping away, there are little reminders to slow down and simply take in the simple pleasures that are so easy to pass up at times.

Tuesday, for reasons I don't understand, I was completely shaken and distracted... I came to Adopt A Horse with a discouraged heart, and a heart that wasn't ready to spend a couple of hours with a little girl, eager to learn about horses. When I walked in, Laura quietly and sweetly came up to me and said "I brought you some flowers..." :) For those of you who think a discipler somehow loses impact on your heart, you're wrong. Without being cued, she seems to know just what to say or do to bring encouragement.


This mug cost more than a mug ever should, but it quickly moved it's way to "favorite cocoa mug"... On the back, it reads "Do what you like. Like what you do."


Those of you who know me well know just how much I like fall. Bonfires, caramel apples, brisk "hoodie weather", and most of all- falling, vibrant leaves. This is one of many that have been decorating my yard for the past week and a half.


In 7th Hour on Wednesday, Weston taught the youth how to make macaroni and cheese. The Lord has given him an incredible amount of wisdom, and in a way that only Weston can, he imparts some of that wisdom to the youth every Sunday and Wednesday. Through simple lessons, they're learning what it means to follow the Lord while serving others... and it's a joy to watch and be a part of.

Power of the Tongue

"The words of a man's mouth are deep waters; The fountain of wisdom is a bubbling brook." -Proverbs 18:4

Out of the 24 verses in Proverbs 18, this one stuck out to me the most. What picture do you get from these words? I can imagine sitting beside that "bubbling brook", completely calm and refreshed by the sound of gentle, rushing water. Do you realize that your words can have the same effect on someone?

Proverbs is richly packed with verses about the power of speech. To put those verses simply: wise words bring healing, foolish words bring to ruin those who hear.

Take a look at a few verses out of James 3:

"...No one can tame the tongue; It is a restless evil and full of deadly poison. With it we bless our Lord and Father; and with it we curse men, who have been made in the likeness of God; from the same mouth come both blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be this way. Does a fountain send out from the same opening both fresh and bitter water? Can a fig tree, my brethren, produce olives, or a vine produce figs? Neither can salt water produce fresh." (8-12)

The verses above could not be more clear. More than anything, I'm realizing the power that the tongue has in regards to those who I'm with the majority of the time (i.e the church body)... There are two messages that I have the capacity to send with the words that come out of my mouth: 1) I love you and I want to encourage you or 2) I really don't care about you that much, and right now, I only want to say something that makes me feel good, and look good.

What do my words say? What about you? Are you speaking words that are unwholesome, or are they "good for edification, according to the need of the moment", giving grace to those who hear? (Eph. 4:29)

New

I had to change things up a little. Call it an urge for spontaneity, or whatever you will, but it's nice to see something different when stopping by the site.

Hopefully, in addition to the new look, there will be a change in the content of what you'll find on here. Yes, photos will still find their way up quite frequently, but other than that, it would be great to revisit the uninhibited writing style of my old posts (the good ol' Xanga days)... so, that I will do.

For now, I've stared at this computer screen for far too long tonight, and I'm off to bed.

With love...