matt tullos: writer
Blessed are those that admit the truth. They know that they live in abject spiritual poverty outside the grace of God. Blessed are those who see God as Holy and mourn because they realize that they are never better than anyone because righteousness is found only through Christ. Abba Father will comfort them. Blessed is the person more »
We live our lives as testimony to the Living God. Everything we do if in full display to God. Our best testimony is found in our reactions. Do we trust the God who preserved the early church. verse 24: who Himself bore our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, having died to more »
Hope and mercy shine through the threshold of love everlasting The eyes of ever born grace Just a touch As she crawls through the mass of shuffling feet and the cacophony of voices. Eternity kisses the distance between normal and divine. Speaks the woman: I have heard of you. I don’t ask for your embrace and yet more »
Whenever you find tears in your eyes, especially unexpected tears, ¨it is well to pay the closest attention. They are not only telling the secret ¨of who you are, but more often than not of the mystery of where you have come from and are summoning you to where you should go next. ~Frederick Buechner more »
Like so many, the suicide of Ergun Canner’s son shook me. I grieve for the loss of a preacher’s son. It disturbed me to find out that he had been sought out by a blogger who was attacking his father. After reading some of the tweets that have recently been deleted but were there very more »
flesh and blood do not make manhe is wildly and ever alivenever ambivalent or fleeting when fire and flood collide.Man bids farewell to the shifting steps of boyhood. His ancient blood leads him not into abundant whims and brief adulationbut a man is daring in times of sudden catastrophic overturehe rarely counts the costs of selfhe more »
There is a comfort of grace, in discovering that He knows it all and remains. He sees through our well-scripted liturgies, our intricate facades and discovers the child hiding inside us. When we realize that He sees all the details– the real us and loves us still, life, perhaps for the first time, becomes real. more »
There is a mysterious peace when you have been left with only Jesus. when there is desolation and pain— when the burden is greater than you thought you could bear— when the darkness gathers around you— even after goodbyes are said— He is the faithful friend who is ever beside you when all others forsake more »
if you asked what happened here my reply brief and sure would be: i tasted loneliness and found it pleasing. i dreamed of God and washed the floors. i listened to nothing and everything that surrounded it. i swam at midnight and watched the moon gazing over the louisiana clouds. i wailed and no one more »
I don’t know your journey. But as for me, I needed radical salvation. I needed a Warrior that could battle through the jungles of flesh. I needed a Savior who would run through the firestorms of catastrophic thoughts. One who would withstand the galloping wildebeests of my vain ambition. One who would swim the channels more »