SO INTRIGUING!
Wehrli takes everyday scenes of disorder and rearranges them into neat rows, sorted by different attributes such as color, size, shape, and type, etc.
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SO INTRIGUING!
Wehrli takes everyday scenes of disorder and rearranges them into neat rows, sorted by different attributes such as color, size, shape, and type, etc.
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I usually have them when I’m in between consciousness and deep sleep. Which explains why I had about a million last night.
Most significant:
I dreamt that i was late for a switchfoot concert and I had missed most of it. But I got in anyway, and ran to the front. Tim Foreman recognised me and gave me a hug, to which I prayed for him. (how strange but sweet). And, then at the end, Jon had an aftershow, and no one else was there except me. So, instead, we decided to bring the party to ‘my’ place(obviously wasn’t mine but in the dream it was), and my friends were all there so we could have a nice insider peak at his new songs and whatever.
No. Idea. Why. Most heartwarming dream in a while that ended pretty well, no crazy sob story, or scary gunmen. Good dream. (: Thank you lord for calming my nerves.
Just finished lunch with friends after the Celebrate service at St. George’s today.
After typing that last post, I stood during worship unable to feel whether God was there. I mean, I knew He was, but it didn’t feel tangible. The whole service I was just expecting God to say something, to do something, but nothing. Up to the end, where I finally put aside myself and turned to my pastor to pray for me. And when she did, God opened up the floodgates, and I felt the Holy Spirit so tangibly.
And Liz had a picture for me. She saw a boat with sails and motors on this stormy lake. And God says to stop using my motor and trust the sails, because He is the wind.
How beautiful is that? I felt so, amazed by His promises and faithfulness. The picture really spoke to me because I think so often I’m constantly trying by my own strength to be in the relationship, to keep the relationship going, as I do with every other ones I’m in. But in this one, God is saying that it is different. He is my wind, He is the reason why my boat keeps moving forward, and why our relationship is kept moving forward. And I need to acknowledge that. It was significant that I had to ask someone to pray for me. I think so often like ‘I can settle this on my own’, but when I humble myself, and admit my weakness God speaks louder.
He is good.
There are moments, often, when I feel like I have not been speaking to God enough. And that I have ‘lost’ my relationship with Him. This happens a lot. Even with reading His word, and speaking to Him, it often feels like there is a barrier between us.
In those moments, my mind often tells me that He is not there, and that I have let Him down so don’t expect anything from Him. Collecting my results today, I was caught in an internal battle. I feel far from God, will I not do well?
And my spirit yells back in disgust, telling me that my mistakes does not change God’s personality. My behaviour does not dictate how He feels about me. No matter how important I think myself be. So no matter how sinful, how lousy I feel about myself, God’s love, and God’s grace does not change. His faithfulness never alters. And He is in relationship with me, except I am not responding as I should.
In these moments, a few things I hold on to. God’s promises to me, His undeniable involvement in my life during those moments of great intimacy. His word as proof of His relationship to me. My friends and His relationship of intimacy with them in my moments of distance. My constant desire to sing.
The last one’s kinda unique to me. I attribute every desire to sing to the Spirit. The ability to create music from within oneself has to be part of God’s great design. And if I can sing to Him, it means I’m in relationship with Him. Slightly awkward to go up to a stranger and start singing.
Thank you God for your unchanging faithfulness. (:
Flashmob of the Day: A flashmob invaded a Copenhagen, Denmark Metro train last month, but in this case, the flashmob was the Copenhagen Philharmonic Orchestra.
They treated unsuspecting commuters to a performance of Grieg’s “Peer Gynt,” and creative agency Makropol captured the whole thing on video.
Right about now, a few people on that train are probably wishing they had taken their earbuds out.
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In one day we walked Notre Dame de Paris, and the Sacre Coeur, both huge churches in Paris. In the basilica a eucharist service was ongoing. It was intriguing to witness this roman catholic tradition that I have read about so often especially in my medieval modules.
I was thinking about rituals in the church, and how we like to carefully draw the line between rituals as our religion, or whether we can in Paul’s words, ‘consider it all as loss’ in our pursuit of knowing Jesus. It would be a generalisation if we were to classify all rituals as ‘missing the point’, after all, it was the point that inspired these traditions. Watching the priest hand out the eucharist in the Sacre Coeur just now was such a tradition. Surely i think those who hold on to God and worship him in spite of all these traditions and structure and regulations suggest a great dedication and faithfulness. This does not make them any ‘lesser’ than evangelical or pentecostal churches.
Within the church of Christ, the segregation is undeniably, yet there should be a unity in spirit. Not a snide disregard for what others stand for.
For we are one in christ through the Holy Spirit in relationship with the Father.
What’s a trip to Paris without visiting this? I still maintain my ‘no climbing’ policy. (Taken with instagram)
French Academy, the french effort against colonisation of the english language. (Taken with instagram)