John Bunyan:(1628~1688)
Famous Books He's Written:
1. Pilgrim's Progress
2. Holy War
Quotes:
'God has set a Savior against sin,a heaven against a hell,light against darkness,good against evil,and the breadth and length and depth and height of grace that is in Himself for my good,against all the power and strength and subtlety of every enemy.'"
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Pray often; for prayer is a shield to the soul, a sacrifice to God, and a scourge for Satan.
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He who runs from God in the morning will scarcely find him the rest of the day.
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If you have sinned, do not lie down without repentance; for the want of repentance after one has sinned makes the heart yet harder and harder.
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Prayer will make a man cease from sin, or sin will entice a man to cease from prayer.
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When you pray, rather let your heart be without words, that your words be without heart.
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If we have not quiet in our minds, outward comfort will do no more for us that a golden slipper on a gouty foot.
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Sin is the dare of God's justice, the rape of His mercy, the jeer of His patience, the slight of His power, and the contempt of His love.
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Better to be despised for too anxious apprehensions than ruined by too confident a security.
This is my online journal/commonplace book. I use to post things that interest me or things that I want to keep track of and go back read at another time. I am an "Infojunkie" (as my mother loving dubbed me), and this blog allows me to have an outlet for my infojunkie ways. :o)
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Tuesday, August 21, 2007
A CONVERSATION WITH THE LORD
“I want to love You more.” I said to the Lord.
“If you would love Me more, you must know Me.” He said.
“I do know You, Lord.”
“You do not know Me until You know that I am holy.”
“I know that You are holy, Lord.”
“You know it when can you see yourself through My holiness. Are you willing?”
“Yes, Lord.”
And the Lord showed me myself. The sting of every word spoken in anger, the ugliness of every slander whether I said it in my heart or from my lips, the repulsiveness of every ungodly fantasy lingered upon was shown me. I smelled the foul stench of my lust, fear, unbelief and scorn. I heard the true sounds of my half-hearted and polluted praise. Every incidence of hypocrisy was laid bare. I was exposed for the fraud I was.
I was naked and ashamed.
I forgot all about asking God to love Him more. I could not even begin to think of coming near Him. He would never receive me.
I closed my eyes, pleading inside that I would no longer have the lenses of holiness.
“Open your eyes,” the Lord said. “See My holiness.”
I cried out, “Lord, I cannot bear it!”
“Open your eyes, Child.”
I opened my eyes and my filth was being washed away. Every injury, every sin, every rebellious act of violence against God was removed. Jesus Himself clothed me and my shame was no more. And I saw that holiness was beautiful.
“I love you more, Lord!” I cried.
“The one who is forgiven much loves much,” He said.
“If you would love Me more, you must know Me.” He said.
“I do know You, Lord.”
“You do not know Me until You know that I am holy.”
“I know that You are holy, Lord.”
“You know it when can you see yourself through My holiness. Are you willing?”
“Yes, Lord.”
And the Lord showed me myself. The sting of every word spoken in anger, the ugliness of every slander whether I said it in my heart or from my lips, the repulsiveness of every ungodly fantasy lingered upon was shown me. I smelled the foul stench of my lust, fear, unbelief and scorn. I heard the true sounds of my half-hearted and polluted praise. Every incidence of hypocrisy was laid bare. I was exposed for the fraud I was.
I was naked and ashamed.
I forgot all about asking God to love Him more. I could not even begin to think of coming near Him. He would never receive me.
I closed my eyes, pleading inside that I would no longer have the lenses of holiness.
“Open your eyes,” the Lord said. “See My holiness.”
I cried out, “Lord, I cannot bear it!”
“Open your eyes, Child.”
I opened my eyes and my filth was being washed away. Every injury, every sin, every rebellious act of violence against God was removed. Jesus Himself clothed me and my shame was no more. And I saw that holiness was beautiful.
“I love you more, Lord!” I cried.
“The one who is forgiven much loves much,” He said.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Visiting today....
Blogs I stopped by to visit today....
What my baptism means to me --
http://askalutheran.blogspot.com/
Prayer Walks ---
http://holyexperience.blogspot.com
(I love the idea and simplicity of house churches.)
Weekly Wisdom ---
http://www.christnotes.org/ww.php
The Reason We have Creeds ---
http://lutheranhoosier.blogspot.com/
What my baptism means to me --
http://askalutheran.blogspot.com/
Prayer Walks ---
http://holyexperience.blogspot.com
(I love the idea and simplicity of house churches.)
Weekly Wisdom ---
http://www.christnotes.org/ww.php
The Reason We have Creeds ---
http://lutheranhoosier.blogspot.com/
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