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| for burma / zimbabwehabakkuk, chapter 1 (english standard version):
habakkuk cries out,
"o LORD, how long shall i cry for help, and You will not hear? or cry to you "violence!" and You will not save? why do You make me see iniquity, and why do You idly look at wrong? destruction and violence are before me; strife and contention arise. so the law is paralyzed, and justice never goes forth. for the wicked surround the righteous; so justice goes forth perverted."
and God responds, "look among the nations, and see; wonder and be astounded. for I am doing a work in your days that you would not believe if told."
then in chapter 3 (new living translation):
habakkuk prays: "i have heard all about You, Lord. i
am filled with awe by Your amazing works. in this time of our deep
need, help us again as you did in years gone by. and in your anger,
remember Your mercy."
heavenly Father, i wonder the same things as he did; i echo his prayer, too.
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| gaaaah, $18 to see derek webb last night was such a steal. if last night's show were the last concert i'd ever attend, i would be content with that. | | |
| this xangazon feature is a bit flawed; it fails to cite that the album i am currently listening to is by andy davis. i got to soak in his goodness when he opened for dave barnes last friday in annapolis.
i really dig these tracks:
- earth and venus
- brown eyes
- spade a spade
- good life
- beautiful day for bad news
listening to songs like these is one of those "ooooh, it hurts so good" kinda experiences. on the one hand, the lyrics are poignant, witty and the music is catchy and just...so on point, you know?
and yet,
it's painful because it reveals these soft, sore spots of my heart; the sections of me that revert to my sappy teen years, and that hope that someone somewhere is thinking of me as he sings along to songs like "earth and venus" and "spade a spade" - perhaps even wishing that he wrote these songs himself.
i can't help it, but as i (re)read the lyrics of "earth and venus", i think maybe God is trying to tell me something...
and I can't get in if you never open up
don't be afraid of love, yeah keep waiting
check out his album at andy davis online.
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| amen, sister, amen.we feel that we have been blessed far beyond any thing that we have deserved;
and though we cannot but pray for a continuance of all these mercies,
we acknowledge our unworthiness of them
and implore thee to pardon the presumption of these desires.
- jane austen
"oh, dear God, you have given abundant blessings. i do not deserve them, and i cannot help but ask for more." - lori smith's paraphrasing of the above quote (emphases mine). | | |
| forewarnedtechnically, i am not currently reading this book (see above?) but i did finish it recently. i like this book so much and am excited that the author lives in nova, near church!
lori (or ms. smith?), i may or may not end up trying to stalk you. after i read through your book again, this time so i can underline/highlight all the parts that rang true with me (which might be 85% of the book...) so that if i have a chance encounter with you, i will be able to represent myself as somewhat intelligent. 
God answers prayer - today, on my way back to nova from frederick, md, i got caught in some heinous traffic. i took me half-an-hour to travel one (was it two?) miles - that stretch of limbo between 270 and 495. quite ridonculous. i got stuck around 5:30 p.m. at exit 1 of 270. at the rate i was going, i wondered how long it would take to get to the exit 47 of 495; i wasn't sure if i'd make it small group on time (and i was supposed to make the announcements and such). dun dun dun.
i prayed - "God, please let me get there by 7:00 p.m." i ended up calling a co-leader and asked to make the announcements for me if i didn't make it. it seemed like forever, but once i passed exit 44, the traffic eased considerably. sure enough, i got to jerry's by 6:55 p.m. sweet.
thanx!
p.s. i should clarify that after exit 1 of 270s, the first exit of 495s is numbered at 39.
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