I am thinking...about this post on biblical authority from Scot McKnight:
Denny believes in Jesus because he believes in the Bible as the Word and Andy believes in the Bible because he believes in Jesus as the Word.
Who’s swallowed the poison pill?
I am thankful for...these StickyGrams—my mother’s day present from Jenna. They’re Instagram pictures turned into magnets! So cute.
I am wondering...in how many areas this still applies to me: “You’re being too careful” from Donald Miller
I am creating...a new blog home!!! I’m switching from Blogger to WordPress, probably going live on Monday. A few more kinks to work out, but coming soon...
I am learning...more about our calling to bring an atmosphere of heaven to earth. The choirs from all our campuses had a Worship Workshop last Saturday—inspiring! (And some incredible worship went up, too.)
I am looking forward to...our first Night of Worship this Sunday night at our West campus
I am resolving...to do better at memorizing lyrics so I can worship freerI am appreciating...an exceptional time of praise with dear, dear friends from my old church family also last weekend
I am taking...more used clothes to Manna House. The more I see the need, the more I’m motivated to donate.
I am hearing...“Jesus everything I've lost I have found in You / When I finally reach the end I'll say / You are worth it all”
I am pondering these words...If you can live through a moment, you can live through a day, and how you live a day is eventually how you live your life. - Philip Yancey from Rumors of Another World
One of my favorite things...weddings that go on, rain or shine! My beautiful niece made a gorgeous bride last Saturday—and a dry one by ceremony time.
A thought to share...Trees by Joyce Kilmer and photo of a tree in the Joyce Kilmer Memorial Forest from our trip last week
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
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