matt tullos: writer
He’s far beyond imagination the heights and depths of all creation. By His word the villains fall He’s far above creation’s all His reign is perfect His words are true. This Lord of all I’m going through The Holy keeper of the key the mystery grand: Great One in Three The plans He made will more »
And Mary kept all these things and pondered them in her heart– This phrase has arrested me for years, because pondering to me in a sense is a form of worship. To ponder, in a sense is to daydream about God. A time when the world stands still in quiet moments. There is very little more »
The cross is not an edict against the sinner. It is a romantic proclamation to the sinner. Why do so many in the church take up the mantle of the Pharisee and find it pleasing? How can a conflicted, angry, bitter, excluding bride honor the Groom? Somehow the church must forsake the stones of condemnation more »
“to whom God would make known what are the riches of the glory of this mystery among the nations, which is Christ in you the hope of glory! Collossians 1:27 As I run to him I am running toward a hope that is far greater than the fanciful, temporal acclamations of this world’s squalor. When more »
In bed the alarm rings, I feel as if my body is 180 lbs. of cement. God whispers, What did you expect? You haven’t taken a day off in 12 days. Ouch! That morning I asked: Do I have to run quickly to and fro? Do I have to get up today and go? more »
Found out a have a blocked saliva gland and swollen Lymph Node. Wonderful…. Other than that. Looks like I have a place to preach Sunday morning. Caleb will be playing the drums at Alpine. Still haven’t heard from Darlene since Tuesday about how her week is going in Nashville. She has been around friends so more »
(A Prayer of Benediction for the Lord’s Supper or Easter Celebration) Lord, I want to ask for Your forgiveness. Tonight my eyes were opened as we sang the words to those hymns that I’ve sung thousands of times. For the first time in my life I was struck by the vastness of Your grace and love more »
He is fathering me even in the days I cannot see Through every trial I face. He is there even in my disgrace. Every lonely, broken place. I am held together bone by bone and I do not walk alone. How my neediness has grown. In my aging days I have come to see how more »
This warfare for the Hero’s bliss What thing is valued more that this? it supercedes the stoic state the frowning face of folly’s fate The quest for truth, “The Shining Next” the simplied in life complex For all I see in beauty’s good I dream of life lived as it should. For I am not more »
Narrator: The kingdom of heaven is like a net that was let down in the lake and caught all kinds of fish. Narrator: When it was full, the fisherman pulled it up on the shore. (Actors pantomime pulling a net out of the water with much vocal effort.) Narrator: Then they sat down and collected the good fish in more »