green pastures

randomness in a world and a "city" where i'm striving for a shepherd to be my solid rock and foundation...

I’m trying to find a moment with You
These days are speeding by
This ring gives me a new point of view
I’m a dealer in my time
And if I can make a confession
My time is torn between
The man who has won my affection
And the God who made me
It all looks different
But that doesn’t mean anything is different
Still I reach for You….
When I am afraid….
And this breath that comes from You….
Helps me say Your name….
— Bethany Dillon (song: Say Your Name, album: Stop and Listen)
This is the God of the gospel of grace. A God, who out of love for us, sent the only Son he ever had wrapped in our skin. He learned to walk, stumbled and fell, cried for His milk, sweated blood in the night, was lashed with a whip and showered with spit, was fixed to a cross and died whispering forgiveness to us all.
— Brennan Manning (book: The Ragamuffin Gospel). Reading this book now and its challenging my small view of the grace from Jesus Christ.
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