Sojourner. I love that word.
Our good friend Merriam-Webster defines it this way: "To stay as a temporary resident."
1. Temporary
2. Resident
This world is not my home. I can--and must--press forward, reaching for the eternal prize. The cares of this world will fade away, the disappointments of all that has been experienced will not jade my perspective forever. Temporary.
Yet I am here. To deny the present of any intention of life and purpose is to live in a manner that is not glorifying to God. I am here... on earth, in North America, in California, in SoCal (and so on and so forth)... reminds me of some lines from that song, "Picturesque":
Don't go missing life, waiting on Paradise, 'cause what's Heaven without the road that leads?
It has been a struggle to keep these things in mind. Anxiety for the future, disinterest in the present, disassociation from reality............ and so many more faults have been bombarding me. But the Lord is my Shepherd! I am not a wandering, aimless traveler. I sojourn this world, guided by my Shepherd! I am a sojourner.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
2/12 kept alive...
...by God's grace. (The string quartets help as well, since I've had to do without your wise counsel for too long. *hint*)
Oh Evange. Why do things in life get so complicated so quickly?
* * *
"I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like Thine can peace afford.
I need Thee, oh, I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee;
Oh, bless me now, my Savior,
I come to Thee.
I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby;
Temptations lose their pow’r when Thou art nigh.
I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide, or life is vain.
I need Thee every hour; teach me Thy will;
And Thy rich promises in me fulfill.
I need Thee every hour, most Holy One;
Oh, make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son."
Oh Evange. Why do things in life get so complicated so quickly?
* * *
"I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like Thine can peace afford.
I need Thee, oh, I need Thee;
Every hour I need Thee;
Oh, bless me now, my Savior,
I come to Thee.
I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby;
Temptations lose their pow’r when Thou art nigh.
I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain;
Come quickly and abide, or life is vain.
I need Thee every hour; teach me Thy will;
And Thy rich promises in me fulfill.
I need Thee every hour, most Holy One;
Oh, make me Thine indeed, Thou blessed Son."
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