The Walker's Journal

On this long road this guy Andre travels, neither afeard nor alone, for the Lord goes before him. Travel with him, and see the great deeds of the Lord in his life. :)

Ask me anything. Ask me about Jesus!
1:05 PM
May 30th, 2012
spiritualinspiration:


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May 30th, 2012



11:10 PM
May 28th, 2012

Entry 36: Groanings of the tired soul

I’m racing just not to lose out, and it’s wearing me thin. I want to go to the place where only I can fit, the place and the purpose God created me to fill.

How woeful that I should enter a self-consuming rat race - and yet I feel the race encroaching upon the green pastures of my free-will like the blight! Somehow I still feel shackled; strong are the chains of self-deceit and cynicism, pernicious is this comfortable cancer!

Can I do this till the day I die? I always think I am on the losing end, that I should self-destruct if someone overtakes me by an inch. What then? I’m just tired, so tired of keeping up with people I should never have raced with. I don’t know what’s up with the wretched culture in this country, but I sure know that I in my foolishness have dived so deep into it I need a lifeguard to pull me out quick. Dead works! All of this! Unless my mind is renewed, I’m going to be dragging my legs around.

Just help me, Jesus. I need You so much.

9:54 PM
May 28th, 2012

thetrichotomousexploration:

Heidi Baker speaks at Bill Johnson’s Bethel Church about “stopping for the one”.

7:47 PM
May 28th, 2012
When a reader falls in love with a book, it leaves its essence inside him, like radioactive fallout in an arable field, and after that there are certain crops that will no longer grow in him, while other, stranger, more fantastic growths may occasionally be produced.

Salman Rushdie (via pavorst)

And I wonder, what if that book happens to be the Bible?

“Behold, the sower went out to sow; and as he sowed, some seeds……fell on the good soil and yielded a crop, some a hundredfold, some sixty, and some thirty.”

(via mindsofmoondust)

2:18 PM
May 27th, 2012



2:15 PM
May 27th, 2012
Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on; you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make any sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of - throwing out a new wing here, putting on an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were being made into a decent little cottage: but He is building a palace. He intends to come and live in it Himself.
CS Lewis - Mere Christianity (via iamiforyouareyou)

(Source: kentarosaurus, via idapearl)

2:11 PM
May 27th, 2012
I didn’t go to religion to make me happy. I always knew a bottle of Port would do that. If you want a religion to make you feel really comfortable, I certainly don’t recommend Christianity.

C.S. Lewis

Everytime.

(via iaskgod)

(Source: goodreads.com, via jesusiswhatthisworldneeds)

7:45 AM
May 25th, 2012
ilovemybible:

Zephaniah 3:17


ilovemybible:

Zephaniah 3:17

(Source: mywalkwithjesustheking, via idapearl)

7:42 AM
May 25th, 2012



(Source: just-red, via timetraveling)