A Fool For Christ

A Fool For Christ

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Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!
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Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!
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Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!
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letalltheearthrejoice:

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Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!
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Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!
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letalltheearthrejoice:

likeafieldmouse:

Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!
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letalltheearthrejoice:

likeafieldmouse:

Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!
worshipgifs:

letalltheearthrejoice:

likeafieldmouse:

Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!
worshipgifs:

letalltheearthrejoice:

likeafieldmouse:

Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!
worshipgifs:

letalltheearthrejoice:

likeafieldmouse:

Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!

worshipgifs:

letalltheearthrejoice:

likeafieldmouse:

Lennart Nilsson

"Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you." -Jeremiah 1:5

can’t put in words how wonderful God is!

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Faith Without Action is Dead

Even the demons had faith in Jesus as the Son of God. How is our faith any different from a demon’s? Through action! Action of obedience in Jesus Christ who is the manifestation of God’s Words……

He has called me to a summery season of Rest.

Christoholic Anonymous

Hi, I’m Erica and I’m a Christ-Addict.

Ever since I was born, I sought much to satisfy this innate insatiable thirst and hunger. From the day I came out of the womb, I desired my mother’s touch, her love, her breast, my father’s laughter, his wisdom and knowledge, my brother’s companionship, his ways, his knowledge. I sought after food, skinship, laughter, friendships, relationships, connections, recognition, danger. I desired experiences, newness. I was addicted, hardwired to my search for life. In my innate sinful state, a state of inward spiraling, self centered mentality and perspectives, I was deceived. 

Life was taking the sip of unnaturally fermented wheat, feeling my throat burn, taking what was a signal of “NO” for a signal of “YES”. The moment the smell of alcohol entered my nostrils, my brain knew of the dangerous chemicals that destroy the sensitive equilibrium of the human body. My neurons signaled sure-fire warnings to let me know, to not take that sip. The scrunching of the nose, the tensing of the throat, the flexing of the stomach, the burning of my stomach, all signs and signals of a “no” yet I chose to associate this to “more” why? because i was addicted to pain. 

Life was taking the synthetic amphetamine seratonin sucking vampire pill, trading my soul, my intelligence, my consciousness for euphoria that lasted only 8 hours. So funny because, the more I chased after this ecstasy, something I thought brought life actually placed me in the passenger seat in a car driving on the carpool fast lane towards death. Yet, I did not recognize the dark and dreary landscape outside my window. I closed my eyes tight and focused on the feelings. Why? because i was addicted to my misinterpretations of love.

Life was immersing into numbed dumbness of inhaling death’s fragrance from genetically modified organisms. Placing foreign chemicals to invade my preciously pure lungs and bloodstreams, slowing the growth of my brain and body. I was an accomplice of the devil, depleting and destroying a beautiful temple, a home of the Holy Spirit. I traded breathing in life for breathing in death. Blackened lungs, blackened teeth, blackened brain. Why? because i was addicted to emptiness.

Life was doing ME. 

Life was what I wanted it to be. 

Life was what I made it to be. 

Life was whatever it took to satisfy an insatiable thirst and hunger.

was so self-centered, 

so focused on doing me, 

to seek what could possibly set me free. 

was helplessly chained in slavery to an identity destined to suffer in eternity. 

But amidst all those years of subconscious searching, never did He give up on me.

He planned for my existence before the beginnings of time, making sure to incorporate me into a chosen generation.

He offered previews and snippets of His Love, of which I unconsciously drunk up and scarfed down. 

He patiently waited for me to take hints, obvious as broken bones and a couple close calls to death, whence upon I felt like Peter from Luke 5:8.
When He took those scales off these eyes, His Light shone into every nook and cranny of my consciousness.
He awoke me and I surrendered.

What could I do for He Who Loves Me as He Is?

He sat me down to watch the history of my life. 

He showed me His Embrace behind every Dark Moment.

He was there in every millisecond, every movement through space, every heartbeat, every thought, every secret.

When I saw, I was ashamed, horrified, anguished, humbled, comforted, embraced, and loved.

When He Solidified His Presence into my God-given Existence, you can be sure my knees buckled, my back hunched, my forehead touched the floor.

I wanted to stay forever in that position, to hide this face from His Holy Majestic and Magnificent Presence. What was He doing in front of this mushy clay, unworthy to be called into His Court? But He came to me, knelt down His Perfect Knee, and brought His hand below my Chin. In just One Touch, I knew. He lifted my face, drew in my gaze toward His Gentle Gaze full of Fire and Grace. In that One Moment, I knew … and I surrendered my heart, soul, and mind to the One Who Would Take Care of It Best.

No more was I deceived by this world and it’s self-centered disease.

In His Authority, Jesus Christ set me free from a long list of fake identities, simplifying my life from complexities so unnecessary.

One by one, every misinterpretation, deception, condemnation, misperception, unravels itself from the gratifying gravity of JC, Father Almighty, and His Spirit so Holy. 

Life     is a relationship with Him. 

Life     is every moment with Him. 

Life     is an exponential growth of charity, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, generosity, gentleness, faithfulness, modesty, self-control, chastity in Him. 

Life     is a trust in His Security. 

Life     is the breath of these lungs that signify His Breath into Adam and Eve. 

Life     is to meet Him at Point A through Z, seeing reality through the lens of Truth and Clarity, a dedication of myself to JC. 

am a part of God’s Beloved Family.

am a sister of the firstborn JC.

am needlessly to say, in love with He who created me.

He molds me into a pot of His Living Water.

He shapes me into a vessel of His Love.

He knows me to channel His Spirit.

Hi, I’m Erica and I am a Christ-Addict.

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“An anthropologist proposed a game to children in an african tribe. He put a basket full of fruit near a tree and told the children that whoever got there first won the sweet fruits. When he told them to run, they all took eachothers hands and ran together, then sat together enjoying their treats.
When he asked them why they had run like that when one could have had all the fruits for himself, they said ‘UBUNTU, how can one of us be happy if all the others are sad?’ (‘UBUNTU’ in the Xhosa culture means: ‘I am because we are)”

Literally the opposite of the American world view of “I can only be happy if somebody else has less than me”

This is beautiful

Seconded.

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flyypizza:

nobodyontheice:

crystal-poison:

“An anthropologist proposed a game to children in an african tribe. He put a basket full of fruit near a tree and told the children that whoever got there first won the sweet fruits. When he told them to run, they all took eachothers hands and ran together, then sat together enjoying their treats.

When he asked them why they had run like that when one could have had all the fruits for himself, they said ‘UBUNTU, how can one of us be happy if all the others are sad?’ (‘UBUNTU’ in the Xhosa culture means: ‘I am because we are)”

Literally the opposite of the American world view of “I can only be happy if somebody else has less than me”

This is beautiful

Seconded.

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