Late present for my sister and brother-in-law for Phoenix’s 1st birthday on August 11th, 2013.


"We know that all things work together for good to them that love God." —Romans 8:28 

Upon some points a believer is absolutely sure. He knows, for instance, that God sits in the stern-sheets of the vessel when it rocks most. He believes that an invisible hand is always on the world’s tiller, and that wherever providence may drift, Jehovah steers it. That re-assuring knowledge prepares him for everything. He looks over the raging waters and sees the spirit of Jesus treading the billows, and he hears a voice saying, “It is I, be not afraid.” He knows too that God is always wise, and, knowing this, he is confident that there can be no accidents, no mistakes; that nothing can occur which ought not to arise. He can say, “If I should lose all I have, it is better that I should lose than have, if God so wills: the worst calamity is the wisest and the kindest thing that could befall to me if God ordains it.” “We know that all things work together for good to them that love God.” The Christian does not merely hold this as a theory, but he knows it as a matter of fact. Everything has worked for good as yet; the poisonous drugs mixed in fit proportions have worked the cure; the sharp cuts of the lancet have cleansed out the proud flesh and facilitated the healing. Every event as yet has worked out the most divinely blessed results; and so, believing that God rules all, that He governs wisely, that He brings good out of evil, the believer’s heart is assured, and he is enabled calmly to meet each trial as it comes. The believer can in the spirit of true resignation pray, “Send me what thou wilt, my God, so long as it comes from Thee; never came there an ill portion from Thy table to any of Thy children.”

"Say not my soul, ‘From whence can God relieve my care?
Remember that Omnipotence has servants everywhere.
His method is sublime, His heart profoundly kind,
God never is before His time, and never is behind.’”
-August 5th, Morning - Taken from “Morning and Evening” by Charles Spurgeon

Hey I wonder if there is anybody else 
Who is about ready to go home 

I just wanna go where 
I’m only breathing your air 
Father hear my prayer 
Take me there 
Take me there 

(I wanna see you) 

I just wanna see you 
Brighter than I’m used to you 
Finally see it clear 
Take me there 
Take me there 
Take me there 


Tell me have you ever seen a 
Brother so weighted you can tell by his demeanor 
That he’s really jaded tryna get out this arena 
He longs for something greater but they say he’s just a dreamer 
But he has a treasure that he holds like gold 
Cuz he knows something that them boys don’t know 
Nothing seems funny when his money’s so low 
But when he thinks about the place man he really wants to go 

That he ain’t all obsessed with the cash he can stack 
Because he’s looking to the heavens where his master is at 
But he does have treasure and he’s storing it up 
Seems foreign to us, it can’t be stolen or rust 

So when the cares of this world start weighing on him hard 
And he’s tired of the bills he’s been paying on his car 
He can’t wait to be embrace by the Lord face to face 
So he waits for his reward and he sings: 

I just wanna go where 
I’m only breathing your air 
Father hear my prayer 
Take me there 
Take me there 

(and he sings) 

I just wanna see you 
Brighter than I’m used to you 
Finally see it clear 
Take me there 
Take me there 
Take me there 

Tell me have you ever seen her? 
She’s sick with a disease and it’s really tryna beat her 
It’s taken all her strength 
She knows that it can’t defeat her 
Cuz she gon’ be with Jesus 
She’s more than just a dreamer. 

Her peace and her joy man it really ain’t gone 
It’s all because she knows earth really ain’t home 
And even when she’s by herself she’s really not alone 
Her Savior’s there with her while she’s singing this song 

She knows sickness might get her 
And death might grab her 
But she aint scared of death cuz she’s trusting in the master 
Was buried but he rose up a few days after 
So death may attack her but death cannot have her 

So she tells her family, “don’t worry anymore” 
When she’s gone from the body she’ll be present with the Lord 
Her body will be raised, so much glory is in store 
He is her reward so she sings: 

I just wanna go where 
I’m only breathing your air 
Father hear my prayer 
Take me there 
Take me there 

(and she sings) 

I just wanna see you 
Brighter than I’m used to you 
Finally see it clear 
Take me there 
Take me there 
Take me there 

Hey I don’t know about you but I can wait till the day 
When I’ll be with my Lord and everything is okay
And I’ll be just like him cause all my sin ain’t in the way 
Basking in his glory that’s where I want to stay 

A place where shadows give way to the real 
And circumstances can’t change the way that I feel 
Joy in my Savior that Satan can’t steal 
Because he’s been defeated- yeah you know the deal 

The real good Life 
I can’t wait please take me soon 
Until them I’ll be praising in the waiting room 
Fighting by his grace 
Can’t wait to embrace the groom 
Until then I’m like

I just wanna go where 
I’m only breathing your air 
Father hear my prayer 
Take me there 
Take me there 

I just wanna see you 
Brighter than I’m used to you 
Finally see it clear 
Take me there 
Take me there 
Take me there 


Verse 1 
I once was lost in darkest night 
Yet thought I knew the way 
The sin that promised joy and life 
Had led me to the grave 
I had no hope that You would own 
A rebel to Your will 
And if You had not loved me first 
I would refuse You still 

Verse 2 
But as I ran my hell-bound race 
Indifferent to the cost 
You looked upon my helpless state 
And led me to the cross 
And I beheld God’s love displayed 
You suffered in my place 
You bore the wrath reserved for me 
Now all I know is grace 

Hallelujah! All I have is Christ 
Hallelujah! Jesus is my life 

Verse 3 
Now, Lord, I would be Yours alone 
And live so all might see 
The strength to follow Your commands 
Could never come from me 
O Father, use my ransomed life 
In any way You choose 
And let my song forever be 
My only boast is You 

Music and words by Jordan Kauflin 
© 2008 Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI)


We gotta keep our eyes on Him/ You gotta keep your eyes on Him/ We all gotta keep our eyes on Him

Me and my wife be chilling/ talking about how we feeling/ looking at our baby boy/ and worried about provision/ really want a house to live in/ not nothing super sized/ no super house or kitchen/ just somewhere to reside/ we want a crop of kids/ I’m burdened to provide/ but if we wait until we’re straight in these uncertain times/ it’ll keep our family small/ not tryna disrespect it/  we just believe that God’s determined children are a blessing/ and how we want His gifts/ though we know the burden’s large/ it’s not easy to raise a family up to worship God/ what will we eat and wear?/ where are we gonna be?/ but hasn’t Jesus said/ life is much more than these/ I know it’s good to savor/ but God is not a banker/ And He has promised He will never leave us or forsake us/ So if He takes the quiver/ and He supplies the arrows?/ Then we can trust ‘cuz He reminds His eye is on the sparrow/ He told us not to worry/ Flee from anxiety/ He and His kingdom’s where our eye’s should be.

I’m prone to wander from Him/ I’m prone to let Him go/ no wonder that I struggle and feel like I’ll never grow/ I struggle seeing clear/ when I’m lookin’ at my state/ I’m troubled being here and wonder if I’ll ever change/ I know I’m being saved/ I get that it’s a process/ I know that He’ll perfect those that He’s gave a saving knowledge/ but as I face my progress/ seems like it’s really slow/ and makes me question what I think I actually really know/ I hate besetting sins and how they taught me from the darkness/ and make me doubt if God’ll actually finish what He started/ and that’s a heinous sin/ ‘Cuz I know he’ll bear us up/ even though it’s hard to see His hand I’ll trust His character/ ‘Cuz He won’t neglect His own/ He said He’ll cherish us/ He’s working on our hearts in ways we’re not aware He does/ so I can be encouraged/ ‘cuz Christ has bore my sin/ And God has promised by His might to make me more like Him/ I only need to trust Him/ and to press in more to see Him/ and to keep believing ‘cuz/

Yo- blessed and broken church/ Your God and Savior is/ Producing in you readiness to bring you straight to Him/ So though we’re wounded and afflicted with annoying sores/ Our Lord permits it so our souls will then enjoy Him more/ sin makes a bumpy path/ we’re on a rugged ride/ we’re just a bunch of sinners grateful Christ had come to die/ Even though we’re cracked and frayed/ And have our ugly sides/ remember in those moments Christ will make a lovely bride/ indwelling sin is in/ the very skin we live in/ so let’s forgive each other just as we have been forgiven/so let’s be patient and believe He’s gonna make us whole/ and grind until He takes us home.

-Eyes on Him, by God’s Servant.


new Sigur Ros June 18th.

Thanksgiving for Return from Captivity.
A Song of Ascents.
When the Lord brought back the captive ones of Zion,
We were like those who dream.
Then our mouth was filled with laughter
And our tongue with joyful shouting;
Then they said among the nations,
"The Lord has done great things for them.”
The Lord has done great things for us;
We are glad.
Restore our captivity, O Lord,
As the streams in the South.
Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting.
He who goes to and fro weeping, carrying his bag of seed,
Shall indeed come again with a shout of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.

Two ways of doing life

From Jesus’ point of view, there are two fundamentally different ways of doing life. One way, you’re connected to a God who’s involved in your life. Psalm 23 is all about this: “The Lord is my shepherd … and his goodness and mercy surely follow me all the days of my life.” The other way, you’re pretty much on your own and disconnected. Let’s call this the antipsalm 23: “I’m on my own … and disappointment follows me all the days of my life.” We’ll look first at the antipsalm way of doing life.

Antipsalm 23

I’m on my own.
No one looks out for me or protects me.
I experience a continual sense of need. Nothing’s quite right.
I’m always restless. I’m easily frustrated and often disappointed.
It’s a jungle — I feel overwhelmed. It’s a desert — I’m thirsty.
My soul feels broken, twisted, and stuck. I can’t fix myself.
I stumble down some dark paths.
Still, I insist: I want to do what I want, when I want, how I want.
But life’s confusing. Why don’t things ever really work out?
I’m haunted by emptiness and futility — shadows of death.
I fear the big hurt and final loss.
Death is waiting for me at the end of every road,
         but I’d rather not think about that.
I spend my life protecting myself. Bad things can happen.
I find no lasting comfort.
I’m alone … facing everything that could hurt me.
Are my friends really friends?
Other people use me for their own ends.
I can’t really trust anyone. No one has my back.
No one is really for me — except me.
And I’m so much all about ME, sometimes it’s sickening.
I belong to no one except myself.
My cup is never quite full enough. I’m left empty.
Disappointment follows me all the days of my life.
Will I just be obliterated into nothingness?
Will I be alone forever, homeless, free-falling into void?
Sartre said, “Hell is other people.”
I have to add, “Hell is also myself.”
It’s a living death,
         and then I die.

The antipsalm tells what life feels like and looks like whenever God vanishes from sight. As we hear about Garrett and the others, each story lives too much inside the antipsalm. The “I’m-all-alone-in-the-universe” experience maps onto each one of them. The antipsalm captures the driven-ness and pointlessness of life-purposes that are petty and self-defeating. It expresses the fears and silent despair that cannot find a voice because there’s no one to really talk to.

Our four friends are spinning out of control. They might implode. Something bad gets last say when whatever you live for is not God.

And when you’re caught up in the antipsalm, it doesn’t help when you’re labeled a “disorder,” a “syndrome” or a “case.” The problem is much more serious: The disorder is “my life.” The syndrome is “I’m on my own.” The case is “Who am I and what am I living for?” when too clearly I am the center of my story.

But the antipsalm doesn’t need to tell the final story. It only becomes your reality when you construct your reality from a lie. In reality, someone else is the center of the story. Nobody can make Jesus go away. The I AM was, is and will be, whether or not people acknowledge that.

When you awaken, when you see who Jesus actually is, everything changes. You see the Person whose care and ability you can trust. You experience His care. You see the Person whose glory you are meant to worship. You love Him who loves you. The real Psalm 23 captures what life feels like and looks like when Jesus Christ puts his hand on your shoulder.

Psalm 23

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside quiet waters.
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for you are with me.
Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil.
My cup overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

Can you taste the difference?

You might want to read both antipsalm and psalm again, slowly. Maybe even read out loud. The psalm is sweet, not bitter. It’s full, not empty. You aren’t trying to grab the wind with your bare hands. Someone else takes you in His hands. You are not alone.

Jesus Christ actually plays two roles in this most tender psalm. First, He walked this Himself. He is a man who looked to the Lord. He said these very words, and means what He says. He entered our predicament. He walked the valley of the shadow of death. He faced every evil. He felt the threat of the antipsalm, of our soul’s need to be restored. He looked to his Father’s care when He was cast down — for us — into the darkest shadow of death. And God’s goodness and mercy followed Him and carried Him. Life won.

Second, Jesus is also this Lord to whom we look. He is the living shepherd to whom we call. He restores your soul. He leads you in paths of righteousness. Why? Because of who He is: “for His name’s sake.”

You, too, can walk Psalm 23. You can say these words and mean what you say. God’s goodness and mercy is true, and all He promises will come true. The King is at home in his universe.

Jesus puts it this way, “It is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom” (Luke 12:32). He delights to walk with you.


-Excerpt taken from the article, “Sane Faith,” by David Powlison


all of time was counting down to His first coming.

2013 years later…

Lord Jesus Come!



The Velvet Teen - Everything in its right place Remix.

Source: sungsdynasty
Photo Set

-By Andree Sue Peterson.


"The most destructive dangers in the church have never been atheism, pagan religions, or cults that openly deny Scripture, but rather supposedly Christian movements that accept so much biblical truth that their unscriptural doctrines seem relatively insignificant and harmless. But a single drop of poison in a large container can make all the water lethal. And a single false idea that in any way undercuts God’s grace poisons the whole system of belief."

-John MacArthur

"Then he put forth his hand, and took her, and pulled her in unto him into the ark." 
Genesis 8:9

Wearied out with her wanderings, the dove returns at length to the ark as her only resting place. How heavily she flies - she will drop - she will never reach the ark! But she struggles on. Noah has been looking out for his dove all day long, and is ready to receive her. She has just strength to reach the edge of the ark, she can hardly alight upon it, and is ready to drop, when Noah puts forth his hand and pulls her in unto him. Mark that: “pulled her in unto him.” She did not fly right in herself, but was too fearful, or too weary to do so. She flew as far as she could, and then he put forth his hand and pulled her in unto him. This act of mercy was shown to the wandering dove, and she was not chidden for her wanderings. Just as she was she was pulled into the ark. So you, seeking sinner, with all your sin, will be received. “Only return”-those are God’s two gracious words-“only return.” What! nothing else? No, “only return.” She had no olive branch in her mouth this time, nothing at all but just herself and her wanderings; but it is “only return,” and she does return, and Noah pulls her in. Fly, thou wanderer; fly thou fainting one, dove as thou art, though thou thinkest thyself to be black as the raven with the mire of sin, back, back to the Saviour. Every moment thou waitest does but increase thy misery; thine attempts to plume thyself and make thyself fit for Jesus are all vanity. Come thou to him just as thou art. “Return, thou backsliding Israel.” He does not say, “Return, thou repenting Israel” (there is such an invitation doubtless), but “thou backsliding one,” as a backslider with all thy backslidings about thee, Return, return, return! Jesus is waiting for thee! He will stretch forth his hand and “pull thee in”-in to himself, thy heart’s true home.



Never day so bright as that which follows black darkness; never calm so sweet as that which succeeds hurricane and tempest; never native place so delightful as to the long exiled pilgrim. So deep the sorrow, so high the joy; so unspeakable the grief, so unutterable the bliss.



Let me walk humbly in the lowest depths of humiliation,

bathed in thy blood, 

tender of conscience,

triumphing gloriously as an heir of salvation.

-taken from, Valley of Vision, Pg. 41 - “The Precious Blood”