*from closing comments, Walla Walla Youth Weekend 2011
“It’s not the life we’re after. It’s the death.”
“It’s not the light we’re searching out. It’s the darkness.”
“..We’re foraging for shackles.”
Love it. Wish that there were a thousand where there are now only a few.
And make that three days from today.
Let’s cover them with prayer.
“The principle of the gospel is this:
The gospel always brings life to the receiver,
and death to the giver.
If the gospel brought death to Jesus Christ, why would we think that in preaching the gospel it would be any less for us?…
So the mixture of our message is life and death,
And laughter and tears…
And this is voluntary.
This is not a sentence at all…
We’re not sentenced to death.
We’re just privileged to answer His call…”
Sometimes the flickering of hope is oh, so faint… Let me never carelessly neglect it, or ruthlessly snuff it out…
“A bruised reed shall he not break, and the smoking flax shall he not quench: he shall bring forth judgment unto truth.” Isaiah 42:3
Wow, what a weekend… Once again, hundreds of people to love, and new burdens to lift before the throne of Merciful Father. The Spirit has certainly been here, and I for one am determined more than ever to live the poured-out life…
After all, though we be few, we are called and chosen.
“Ye are my witnesses, saith the Lord, and my servant whom I have chosen: that ye may know and believe me, and understand that I am he: before me there was no God formed, neither shall there be after me.” (Isa. 43:10)
“So much to do, so little time…”
That phrase, and others like it, must circle the globe 1,000 times a day.
I feel it, especially this morning. But there’s something about looking out the window to my right and seeing planet earth 5 miles down that shifts my perspective on the subject…
Right here it’s just me and my little iPad, and a long to-do list sitting on a plane on the way to Missouri. Out there, I have a very big God.
Aren’t you glad we can rely on a Power outside of ourselves?
“Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understanding. He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall: But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.”