Throw everything out the window
Follow this thought BECAUSE
A divine gift is it.
Not to my glory, but His and His Alone
Praise the LORD, O People!
For God has revealed to me how to live!!!
Meditate on the Word of the Lord day and night
And you shall be satisfied with a full life
Not that it will be easy
But that you will be a vessel of overwhelming light to the world around you!!!!
And, if you have experienced such vesselhood,
You KNOW that nothing is more satisfying,
For this vesselship is nothing more than filling yourself with
GOD ALMIGHTY
HIS SPIRIT
and
HIS SON
to enter the world and pour out onto them the all-heal
which can mend their torn-up, crack-filled lives.
Not that mine is perfect, but it has been satisfied once
So I will return constantly to that Spring Who Heals.
I will bring others with me.
In short:
If you chew on the Word from pillow to pillow
It’ll bring your mind good health, and its the only stuff that satisfies anyway.
People are bound to ask what you’re chewing on.
Tell them before they ask. They might want some, too!
This is precisely why our generation has so many problems. To a “t”. No exaggeration.
WE CANT EVEN COMMUNICATE WITH EACHOTHER!
Thanks, Zuckerburg. You made 2 Billion ruining a generation.
But wait.
Just wait a minute!
We can beat this
COME ON! Let’s BEAT THIS!
None of this “We can do it, if we stand together” garbage.
Trust me, I’m no frilly, pancakey super-optimist.
I’m sick of facebook controlling our generation’s sleep schedules.
It really, really does control our lives, that nasty thing named Facebook.
Are you seriously going to be controlled by digital code?
“Oh, no, Jon. You’re so silly, you don’t understand. I’m just communicating with my friends.”
Ok. That’s cute.
But its WRONG!
If Facebook doesn’t control you, prove it.
Give it up.
For 30 days
I’ve done it twice
It ain’t that hard.
And guess what? I don’t feel ensnared by it.
I am currently only using it to wait for a message back from my friend. In Korea. Who doesn’t/can’t answer anything else, besides perhaps letter.
So I exempt you if you have Korean friends who are directing a film who asked you to join their team, and you need details from them.
Everyone else, show Zuckerburg what’s up
Show your family what’s up.
Show yourself what’s up.
You don’t need Facebook. Facebook needs you, but it isn’t a starving tribal man kind of help. It’s a parasite kind of help. Face NEEDS you to survive off your questionably-legally-rooted custom advertising, yes, but YOUR LIFE NEEDS free time with people. In person. That includes your family, too.
I’ve gotten probably three times as much done in my time off Facebook than I have when I’m active on it daily. Which, if we’re being honest, was any time I was using it. It controlled me. But now I’m free.
Join me
(Source: leadme2thecross1)
When I was young and wonderfully, incredibly innocent,
When I held the full command and attention of my desires.
I used to be an angel.
Lord Jesus, I would give anything to be there again
I want to be sinless like you, Jesus.
Give me the armour for this torrential war pouring down
Hard as hail.
A shield to batter lust off the walls of my mind.
Platearmour to protect my emotions from TV and movies’ twisting, dizzying thoughts
Platelegs to fend off the Devil’s gnashing attack dogs, Cynicism and Sarcasm
An impenetrable helmet to keep my focused on others and off of my disgusting self
Shoulderguards of Jesus’ beautiful name to intimidate the enemy
Steely gauntlets to protect my fighting arms from becoming “injured” and lazy.
And a gleaming sword to finish that horrible beast inside me.
Jesus Christ, be my King. Lead me to battle. I would die for you. You’ve already revived me. To die fighting would be glory for you. I want nothing else.
Neither churches nor offerings
Can satisfy Him.
Our most gilded, well-sounded praise
Is garbage in His ears,
Unless
Unless our hearts are filled with His Golden Glory
Unless we stab our ambitions
And lay their already-rotten bodies at the Cross
Then, only then, do we really, Truly hold significance.
To capture another human’s attention
And hold it:
Now that is significant.
Than one who can read your mind,
Take one for you,
Or teach you about your self
A friend?
He’ll run your race alongside you
Abandoning his own til’
He sees you fall across your finish line.
Super inventive. I actually used to want to make my own instrument & get good @ it @ one point. Not so doable w/ a videocamera, though I could try… :) but go to the source page (youtube.com) by clicking on this vid and click his paddle/spatula when he flips it. SECRET VIDEO!
Yes you can, but will you enter Heaven’s Gates before a Holy God and survive His Presence? Certainly not, unless you have a Holy Shield of Mercy to hide behind.
