Paramount Paradoxes
Wesley not only expressed a mystery, but as well a wonderful paradox... a seeming contradiction that is an exceedingly great truth of the Kingdom. Paradoxes are things we revel in, while having a terribly difficult time explaining them. They are blessed mysteries that are simply bigger than we are, but we rejoice in them and in the God, who has given them to us, understanding perfectly their significance and importance in our spiritual development.
Please take to heart these great statements straight from the Valley of Vision. (And while we digest them, may I recommend chapter 22 from Isaiah, where I try to expound on this place, where prophets lived, saw and wrote their revelations from God:
http://calltocommitment.blogspot.com.es/2016/05/the-valley-of-vision.html)
Wednesday, June 22, 2016 | 0 Comments
Prayer Answered with Crosses
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| Please read "We Have an Altar" and identification with the cross. |
Thursday, September 19, 2013 | 0 Comments
Karyn´s Poetry
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| Karyn |
Make me a servant humble, lowly and meek.
To know Jesus my only sought passion,
So on this earth no reputation I’ll seek.
But my affections You will fix up above,
And conspicuous, my mission made clear,
You will fill me with His “no greater love”,
Then pour me out to draw others near.
And to this world so dark I’ll be light,
Selfless to serve with each breath.
Through me He will manifest bright,
By my being conformed to His death.
On my knees to wash feet I will bend,
And offer other’s burdens to bear.
Laying down my life as a friend,
I will in His suffering share.
I will willingly bear up my cross,
Enduring whatever be the cost,
Counting all on this earth rubbish and loss,
Even my life to rescue Your lost.
I’ll press on through trial and pain,
Accept every circumstance grim,
Until death is surely my gain,
Because that is the way I’ll know Him.
Friday, March 18, 2011 | 0 Comments
Heaven's King Answers Prayer
Here are my first and only poor attempts at poetry.
HEAVEN´S KING ANSWERS PRAYER
Into God’s sanctuary, from a desperate heart comes a plea,
It echoes through its sacred halls, floats over the glassy sea;
It is carried by angels’ wings, upon living creatures’ wheels,
The only voice in a silent heaven, to the altar of incense it steals.
Holding a golden censer, a heavenly apothecary waits,
Mingling with incense those simple words, an unearthly aroma creates;
So it ascends to God’s throne, now let the earth beware,
The awesome power that will fall from above, when the King of heaven answers prayer.
GOD IS OUR INHERITANCE
1. There is a nation of princes and priests,
Who gain nothing through temporal investment;
Who set down no roots in this world’s poor soil,
But inherit God’s will and testament.
2. These royal priests have a high call and aim,
To walk down halls of infinity;
To gaze on endless and limitless beauty,
To know the heights and depths of divinity.
(Chorus)
God is our inheritance
His presence is our aim.
God is our inheritance
We revel in His name.
Saturday, February 26, 2011 | 0 Comments


