guess what?

God has an opinion about EVERYTHING.

It's called truth.

Guess what?

Humans have an opinion on everything.

Indifference is really just a notion of not wanting to confront reality and formed opinion...not to be confused with ignorance, which is the lack of knowledge to form an opinion.

resting place.

i have found myself in constant pursuit of a resting place.

and I have discovered God's only wish...to rest within me.

Throughout the ages, He's been in pursuit of onething...a resting place within the heart of man.

The rage and fury of His heart is birthed out of this violent longing.

I want to devote my life to creating that place for Him.

God give me grace...because I feel the fury of your heart.

the key.

So, the other night I went to Chipotle to gather with many IHOPers for the free burrito madness. Yes, I even donned a piece of aluminum foil.

While I was eating, a little boy no older than four came up to me with a piece of foil wrapped around his neck. He said, "Hey! This looks like a cross...YEA!...no, wait...it looks like a prison key!"

I think the little guy was on to something.

that you may be healed...

ok, folks...

confession time.

here goes nothing...

i lack confidence. it's something i earnestly desire...and it really hurts to notice that i don't have it.

i'm noticing how it affects the way i act in social environments.

it also affects my perception of others...

i'm heartwrecked right now...

but this is good...that i may be healed.

Tune in my head: "There's a power in poverty that brings principalities and demons down to their knees..."

i'm still curious...

pre-trib...post-trib...

this is a new thing that i've been interested in.

i know what i believe...but i want to hear opposing viewpoints.

please...tell me what you think...only then will i tell you what i think.


and give evidence of your stance.

there's a certain pride that comes with immaturity...

Each day, it seems that I am, in some way, confronted with the youthful pride that has plagued most of my generation...it's rather humbling. The way that it creeps up on me is when I notice it in others...I'll get a chip on my shoulder, until I realize that their spoken immaturity matched that of my heart.

I think it has something to do with the community I've chosen to live in. IHOP is comprised of mainly young adults...90% of us are under the age of 25...however, the brokeness of mind and heart have become a major focus with all of us...

When I survey those that actually moved the heart of God, it seems as though that they may have started out with youthful zeal and vigor...and through the test of time...grew thick skin and gray hair...

I found myself wanting gray hair today.

Wisdom would be so nice.

Background music while writing: Luke Wood's worship band...singing an intercessory chorus for the people of Jerusalem..."Break in and save souls!"

in the secret devotion.

In class today, our teacher talked about how the Lord will reveal all hidden things.

However, the common misconception is that He will embarrass us. Eventually, WE will be the great secret givers. No matter what's hidden, we will reveal it.

I kinda chuckled at this. It was sobering to know that all the secret sins, if not handled, will be revealed by my own mouth.

However, a couple weeks ago, I was journaling. I wrote:

"In the secret devotion of my heart, move the biggest."


I wanna see what He does.

Background Music: Grace Kim's Worship with the Word. singing in the spirit...so nice.