Vision of You (16/30)

This Shane & Shane song has got my ear and more.

The video below doesn’t sound just like the recorded version, but it’s close enough to give you the idea.  Further below are the lyrics.

Come meet us, King Jesus.
Oh wind of change, blow through this temple.
Sweet Spirit of God, come and mend our hearts,
For all we have are songs unless You come.

Awaken what’s inside of me.
Tune my heart to all You are in me.
Even though You’re here, God come.
And may the vision of You be the death of me.
And even though you’ve given everything,
Jesus come.

Come free us, King Jesus
It’s the only way that freedom’s given
From You and You alone, in the work You’ve already done
For all we have are songs, unless You come.

Here we are, Lord, in this place,
Crying out for Your embrace,
To hear Your voice, more than songs,
Please come.
Jesus come.

Jackpot (15/30)

 

As I was finishing lunch today, my lovely wife told me that there was an opened box of Toffifee chocolates in the cupboard with only one left inside.

I’d never heard such craziness.  Absolute nonsense!

And someone had to put to an end to it.

Now.

Just for some context…

I’m of the mindset that Toffifee was dropped directly from heaven on to the earth.  It was given as a sort of “seal”… you know, a sign of the good things yet to come!

Anyway, I opened the box with my eyes tuned to finding that lone treasure as quickly as possible.  Imagine my delight to see that this solo was actually a duet!

So with a high-five, I declared…

JACKPOT!

CHA-CHING!

Blur (14/30)

It’s THAT kind of week!

Flying by the seat of pants…

Making it up as one goes…

Simply surviving…

Choose your idiom–that’s these days.

And that’s all I’ve got at this moment.

Divine Tag (13/30)

When one thinks of seeking God or pursuing Him, there is built into that idea a concept that He can be reached or caught at some point. On that thought comes this bit from a little book called “The Heart of a God Chaser”…

“Catching Him. Really, it’s an impossible phrase.

We can no more catch Him than the east can catch the west; they’re too far removed from each other. It’s like playing chase with my daughter. I really don’t have to run. I just artfully dodge this way and then that, and she can’t even touch me, because a six-year-old can’t catch an adult. But that’s really not the purpose of the game, because a few minutes into it, she laughingly says, “Oh, Daddy,” and it’s at that moment that she captures my heart, if not my presence or body. And then I turn and she’s no longer chasing me, but I’m chasing her, and I catch her and we tumble in the grass with hugs and kisses. The pursuer becomes the pursued.”

So if you’ve been seeking a touch lately, enter the game. Chase your Father, knowing that He loves to play!

Constable Tucker (12/30)

My youngest brother-in-law graduates tomorrow from the RCMP.  Within in a week, he’ll be starting with the detachment in Stony Plains, Alberta.

If you see him around, offer him your congratulations!  We’re proud of his career choice and are hopeful that he’s got many good things ahead.

And refrain from any donut-related jokes.  Believe it or not… they have been done.

Andrew RCMP