Wednesday, August 19, 2009
When I got to wondering why someone's critique could make me so gloomy, I came to an embarrassing conclusion: once again, I realised I'm too wrapped up in how others perceive me and whether we all agree in sweet, sweet harmony (confessions of a chronic people-pleaser, eep!).
It came back to the lesson God seems to be hammering home lately: who I am is not about who I am, even; it's about who I am in Him. Forgive me for harping on about it. It's just... I'm taking a while for the truth to absorb. It helps that my theology lectures this semester are all about security, and the rock-solid basis of who we are which comes down to Who made us and redeemed us.
So who are you?
Me, well, on my own I'm not much. I'm awkward, full of failings, and my esteem is based on how others view me. But Someone had a different plan for me. He rushed in and ransomed me from all of that (even though sometimes I forget and live like I'm still held captive). He rescued me and then He told me I belonged to Him for now and forever. More than that, He called me His child, and that is who I am. That is the real me. Funny, isn't it? The real me is not even about me. It's about Him.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Nowadays, pictures of treehouses still fill me with that same sense of otherworldly enchantment. I remember being a small person and believing that it really would be possible to make a treehouse with six rooms and a shingled roof and a rope ladder which could be drawn up when intruders appeared.And so it makes sense that I want to jump straight into these pictures, from Pete Nelson's New Treehouses of the World. Aren't they just incredibly dreamy and fairytale?
Happy Monday to you all. Long live treehouses!
Friday, August 7, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
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Monday, August 3, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
I love Eugene Peterson's paraphrase of a powerful section of Ephesians 6:6-14:
Praying that for all of us, this week.
PS. It's been like Spring here in Queensland this week. This afternoon was spent under the sun by the water with a bunch of church friends for an 18th birthday party -- a perfect place to be on a Sunday afternoon.