Random quotes…

“Though our feelings come and go, His love for us does not. It is not wearied by our sins, or our indifference; and, therefore, it is quite relentless in its determination that we will be cured of those sins, at whatever cost to us, at whatever cost to Him.” (C.S.Lewis)

“Music will provide the light
you cannot resist.” (REM)

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For a friend…

“Finally, I want to tell you that there is a heaven. The Christian life certainly is not a playground, it is a battlefield. You will have to face the world, the flesh and the devil. I wish I could tell you that you will never struggle with temptation again. But I can’t. I wish I could tell you that you will meet Miss wonderful, fall madly in love and live happily ever after. But I can’t. All I can promise you is wet eyes, a broken heart and a joy that comes through walking with Jesus. But there is one thing that I want to remind you of and that is that this life with all its struggles and woes is not all. Heaven is for real. Count on it. One day we who believe in our Lord Jesus Christ will be rid of our sinful bodies and will live in a brand new world. We will be free from all sin, all frustrations, all restrictions, all limitations and corruption. One thing is certain. The moment we enter into heaven, we will know for sure that ‘All the present sufferings of this present time will not be worthy to be compared with the glory that will be revealed in us’ All our sufferings- physical, mental, emotional, psychological, sexual, relational and spiritual will be over forever.” (Bill Bygroves)

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Back into reality

Having spent the last two weeks in the company of my lovely collegues and students, I find myself in a room on my own again. I’ve been away, it’s been amazing and infinitely thought provoking, and as I have 4 days off (counting them one by one with glee) in a row I shall probably splurge away here. But for now, enjoy the above songs and quotes.

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Pointless ramblings

The song below sums up half of my thoughts about this life, the constant surprise at undeserved love, the intrigues of Grace, of a God who never gives up on his people. Some things are so hard to bend my tiny brain around. Tonight I’d like to write something profound and meaningful but my thoughts are too sporadic, swinging between wondering what the point of life is and wanting to sound postive and cheery about holidays and sunshine. Ah well.

I’m off on my travels again for the next two weeks, two back to back conferences, which I should have spent tonight packing for, and doing last minute things before I leave, watching Friends seemed like a much better idea.

So, a-conferencing here I go, hoping to survive, intact, uncynical and better off when I return. Normal services will be resumed after the 9th September. The holidays are over, the term is begining. Bring it on?

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Beautiful things.

I Don’t Know Why

We come so far
And the road were on is long
But in the end we are miles from home
I see your face
At every pit stop on the way
In young girl’s dreams and old men’s smiles
I gotta tell you, let me tell you

I don’t know why, you won’t give up on me
I don’t know why, you don’t wash your hands
I don’t know why, you’re still standing next to me
I don’t know why

Eye’s in the dark
I cry to dream again
I’ve got no peace, feels like I’ve got no choice
The human heart
It’s as fickle as the rain
It comes and goes, never the same
I gotta tell you, let me tell you
I don’t know why…

And can you believe me if I say to you
I’d never walk away again
I’ll never walk away

I don’t know why, you won’t give up on me
I don’t know why, you don’t wash your hands
I don’t know why, you’re still standing next to me

I don’t know why
I don’t know why, you won’t give up on me
I don’t know why, you don’t wash your hands
I don’t know why, you’re still standing next to me
I don’t know why

We come so far
And the road were on is long
But in the end we are miles from home

(Martyn Joseph)

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