How He Loves

if grace is an ocean we're all sinking

I don't know what to think really. In the end, i think the real person i find myself fighting is myself.

is it true that ive fallen this far? that i have been unaware of the very decay i so often guard against. sold by the immediacy and seduction of the daytoday idols. throwing myself away into the temporary. enticed by the promises of satisfaction. bearing the weight of the lofty aspirations i have suddenly set upon myself - the pride that comes with it all.

what does it mean to walk. what does it mean to pick up my cross and follow? what does it mean to deny myself (die to myself daily) ie pick up my cross and follow Him? the old is gone, the new has come. what does it mean to walk in the light, to act justly, love mercy, and to walk humbly with God?

yet, in spite of all my flaws and failings, He still chooses to love me. be jealous, even. because only in Him, through Him, i am made whole. then i can be who i was made to be.


drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes

if grace is an ocean we're all sinking.

sup

for the moment, i think i need to calm down (abit)
there's been so much activity (in a good way) guess this is really maximising my time in the non-teaching period huh? (fake holiday)

so what did i do? went snowboarding on the last possible week of snow in Victoria (or so it says) then on to grampians with WAH for the next couple of days!



i think over the past three days ive clocked about 16 hours of driving. gosh my car's done even better, having been lent to two other cells for trips to grampians (again) and lake's entrance.
that's a few thousand more k's for SGT!


on a side note, i gotta start buckling down and getting serious. 6 weeks to the end. let's go!