O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go George Matheson, 1842-1906 O Love that wilt not let me go, I rest my weary soul in thee; I give thee back the life I owe, That in thine ocean depths its flow May richer, fuller be. O Light that followest all my way, I yield my flickering torch to thee; My heart restores its borrowed ray, That in thy sunshine's blaze its day May brighter, fairer be. O Joy that seekest me through pain, I cannot close my heart to thee; I trace the rainbow through the...

What cures a heavy heart? Or the better question, what causes a heavy heart? It appears to me that my heart has been heavy and restless lately, I am not sure why. Maybe it is the pressures of school, the stresses of life, the lack of sleep, the fact that Gepetto (one of my pet frogs for the past 5 years) is sick and I'm not sure whether he'll live through the week, that Jack (my car) is once again out of commission, or maybe my sinful desires that lead me away from the Lord. Unfortunately, it...

We are clay pots, simply jars of clay sitting and waiting for our master, the sculptor, to mold us into the perfect vessel he has purposed for us. Each mold is planned; each blemish is corrected by the masters’ touch. The master knows what we need in order to become the perfect vessel; he has the power to provide everything we need to become that vessel. Without the master, we would be a mere clump of clay without form or purpose. This simple fact has been radiant throughout my life, yet I...

So, I have been absent for about 5 months now. Some may have wondered where I've gone, others could have cared less and still others may have had no recollection of my presence much less my absence. But nonetheless, here I am. Life seems to be created with ceaseless stress and pain. Whether it is the past, present or future the pressures to deal, cope and hope seems almost unbearable. The past is so haunting, the present is so demanding and the future is so dark. With all these pressu...

My Lord, Give me a passion to see your kingdom come. Give me a passion to know your truth. Here I sit with a heavy heart. Fear and Pride consume me. I do not pursue your will nor do I desire your truths. I have an appetite for life, but only according to my own convienence. Your Kingdom I disregard, mine I favor. My heart is hardened and blinded to your truths. My faults and my insecurities I recongnize Yet, I do nothing. I doubt your power and sovereignty. Your trut...

I recently have been reading The Cost of Discipleship written by Bonhoeffer. When I came across this poem. Bonhoeffer struggled with the battle between flesh and spirit. He was a humble man of God that radiated the love of Christ, yet, he was human, he struggled with loving this world, with giving in to the flesh. Thus, the reason for the poem and the battle that lies within. Who Am I? Who am I? They often tell me I stepped from my cell's confinement calmly, cheerfully, firmly, li...

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." Matthew 11:28 A young man sits in jail, cold, scared, and unsure of what to expect from life. The warden comes, unlocks his door and with the words, "you have been pardoned" walks away granting the man freedom. Yet, the man remains. To him Jesus says, "Come to me, I will give you rest." An Indian woman, labled as untouchable, sits by a well with a cup in her hand and eagerness in her eyes, waiting for someon...

The Sky darkens as distant clouds roll in filled with the heaviness of gloom and sin. No joy, No hope, No peace to be found. In this noonday, darkness is all around. Cries of sorrow and hatred fill the air, there is only one filled with tenderness and care. Only one, that cries out in Love longing for the presence of His Father above. "My God, My God why have you forsaken me?" The earth shakes violently tearing the veil the communion between God and man has prevailed. "It is finish...

What does it mean to love? What is love anyway? Is it just that warm fuzzy feeling you get? Or is there something more? I have known that there are two kinds of love, unconditional and conditional. But what does that mean? We as people have a dilemma, we are depraved, we are incapable of loving unconditionally. Meaning that it is absolutely impossible to love anyone with no strings attached, without getting something out it for ourselves. Unconditional love is simply selfless love, no matte...

Written by an anonymous Christian When you are forgotten, neglected, or purposely set aside, and you don't sting or hurt with the insult or oversight, but your heart is happy that you have been counted worthy to suffer for Christ...that is dying to self. When your good is evil spoken of, when your wishes are crossed, your advice disregarded, your opinion ridculed, and you refuse to let your anger rise in your heart or even defend yourself, but take it all in patient and loving silence...t...

"Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God." Ephesians 5:1-2 As young children we imitated heros, cartoon characters, siblings, and parents. We ran around the house with a towel tied to our neck, jumping from couch to couch. We were saving the day, we were fearless. We were superman, at least until Mom put a stop to it all. Affirming to us, how inappropria...