For those of you who don’t know, I leave for my second missions trip on Saturday.  I will be going to the L.A. Dream Center.  There we will be helping the DC with out reaches around the community.   We will be in Skid Row and many places like that.  We know this is one of the worst places in L.A., but we know God is protecting us.  I would like for you all to pray for our safety, for God to use us in mighty ways, and for the Lord to break our hearts of stone.  Take care and God bless! #DCteam2014

For those of you who don’t know, I leave for my second missions trip on Saturday. I will be going to the L.A. Dream Center. There we will be helping the DC with out reaches around the community. We will be in Skid Row and many places like that. We know this is one of the worst places in L.A., but we know God is protecting us. I would like for you all to pray for our safety, for God to use us in mighty ways, and for the Lord to break our hearts of stone. Take care and God bless! #DCteam2014

Pray for SPU!   A shooter has walked on campus and killed at least 1 person. #PrayforSPU

Pray for SPU! A shooter has walked on campus and killed at least 1 person. #PrayforSPU

The Abortion Rape Exception: Look Her In The Eye - Clash Daily

This is a great conversation in regards of abortion.  The highest upvoted comment on this page is also proof of what this professor is talking about.

Even though you guys make me feel this way sometimes I still love you!  #nationalsiblingday

Even though you guys make me feel this way sometimes I still love you! #nationalsiblingday

"Being a Christian means you’ve chosen to deny yourself, carry your cross, and follow Jesus. Following Jesus is not about escaping darkness; it’s about becoming light."

(via sonofhislove)

(via khurramasharf)

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To my friends: I want to apologise for those times when I said I would pray for you and I didn’t. The times that you asked to have coffee, and I was too ‘busy’. The moments that I could’ve asked you how you were doing; but I didn’t because I was afraid of your answer. When I wasn’t the friend that you needed me to be.

To my family: I’m sorry for the times I yelled back at you in anger, when you were doing the best you could. For the moments when I didn’t give you a chance to explain, when I brushed off your expressions of love for me. I’m sorry for not taking the time to try to answer your questions about this God that I know.

To my acquaintances and the people I pass on the street: I’m sorry for turning away, for rushing past and trying not to see your brokenness. I’m sorry for the stares, and the judgements I formed, even though we’ve never met.

I’m sorry for the times when I’ve said, verbally or not; ‘I’m Christian’ but I haven’t acted that way. I’m sorry for not loving, forgiving, and serving you the way that He does me.

I’m just like you, a sinner, with struggles and faults, I’m sorry for ever holding myself above.

His grace and mercy are the only reasons I’m still here, asking for your forgiveness, saying that I’m a sinner and I’m starting fresh, trying each day, not to say that ‘I’m Christian’, but to love, serve and forgive like Christ has done to me.

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An apology letter. (via brydeewrites)

(via savedbygrace-changedbylove)

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There are days or weeks or even months when I read the Bible and there are no grand epiphanies.

There are whole seasons of Sundays when I sing praise and feel nothing.

There are times of prayer where the silence kills me.

There are great Christian books and podcasts that I eat up which don’t budge my spiritual life.

There are too many times when I doubt the very existence of God and the sending of His Son. It can all feel like a crazy lie.

I’m probably being too honest — but I’ve found that I’m not the only one who feels this way.

It’s in those times that I ask myself, “Am I out of love with God somehow? Am I losing my faith here? How do I get back to where I used to be?”

But I keep reading my Bible. I keep singing on Sundays. I keep praying. I soak in books and sermons. I serve. I enjoy the company of mature Christians. I enjoy the fellowship of the broken.

And you know what? Sometimes the clouds part and God comes through and His love squeezes my heart and I fall to my knees remembering how good He is. Then I read Scripture and can’t stop weeping and I turn on Christian songs in my car full blast and sing loud enough to scare the traffic. I serve with shaking hands and get convicted by those sermons and soak in God’s goodness all over again.

So I’ve learned over time: I wasn’t really out of love with God. I’m just a fragile human being who changes as much as the weather. I was setting a ridiculous standard for myself that can’t be defined by self-pressuring parameters. I was tricked by the enemy into judging my flesh. My faith is based on His grace and not my feelings. And I think I need to relax.

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J.S. from this post (via jspark3000)

(via thuglife-choseme)

This is so awesome!

"Your brokenness doesn’t make God want to turn away, your brokenness is why God has sought you, and why He draws near to you now, even as you read this."

Unka Glen (via togivehimglory)

(Source: unkaglen, via crosspreacher)

Dear Christian, we suffer from many wrong ideas. One of which is the notion that we are the owners of stuff. Yahweh has clearly told us that he owns everything and has only leant things to us, including our children. Imagine what would change if we lost our attitude of privilege and ownership. This idea of “conquer and possess” would certainly disappear, replaced with the more accurate attitude of stewardship.

(Source: thejesuszone, via khurramasharf)