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You Won’t Relent

A few months ago while having a bit of a Kim Edwards binge, I stumbled upon the song “You Won’t Relent,” a sort of duet between her and Chris Quilala. I liked it, listened to it and watched the youtube video several times, but only really took it at face value. I heard the overall message of the song, which seemed to be relatively the same as other contemporary Christian tracks, but mostly enjoyed it because I just really like Kim Edward’s voice. Then, today, I was sitting down with a late breakfast and listening to a playlist I’d just made on Grooveshark, when I heard a song I didn’t quite recognize. My face crumpled into a look of confusion waiting to figure out what the mystery song on the playlist I had personally created no less than fifteen minutes ago was. Soon enough I realized it was “You Won’t Relent,” but this version was a bit different from what I had been accustomed too, although on second thought, I now realize it was exactly the same. See, the youtube video starts out really loud with tons of instruments beating out a rhythm at the same time. Another characteristic to a majority of contemporary Christian music. Eventually the video gets quiter and the main riff to the song begins. The difference between the video and the song on my playlist was that it started with the quiet. It’s amazing how a moment of quiet can really let us think. This time, more than ever before, I heard the lyrics. “You won’t relent until you have it all/my heart is yours” I think just then, for the first time, I realized how much of a fighter God is for us. This summer has been weird for me, in fact, the whole year has been. A lot of things happened but the one thing that basically stopped was my walk with God. I grew quite complacent. I moved my focus to other places, a pattern you’re quite used to hearing about if you read my tumblr. The fact of the matter is, while I was doing all the things I wanted to do, all the things I thought I’d get some sort of joy out of, I was sincerely unhappy. I wasn’t with God anymore, and where there is no God there is no peace. But, this song, the lyrics, let me think, let me realize that He won’t relent until I’m all His. He won’t give up the fight until it’s all over. No matter how many times we turn away, say no, decide on something or someone else, He won’t relent. Can you imagine a God who doesn’t relelnt? A God who wants us so badly that He’ll take all the punches, He’ll take our denial, and frankly, take all of our bullshit until we’re His? A God who will not let “death or life, angels or demons, the present or the future, or any powers, or the height or depth, or anything else in all creation to separate us from His love.” [Romans 8:38-39] He knows what we’re fighting against, He knows it’s hard, He knows it all, but He’s not going to let us fall. He won’t relent.

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i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and…

check this person’s blog out. it’s really quite thoughtful.
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Circling

So this is what happens to me.

I make circles. Cumbersome, annoying, stupid circles. I’ve fallen off of my wagon once again, and this time I sat on the ground quite longer than usual. How many times will I do this? How many times will I have to repeat, “I’m ready. I’m serious.” This isn’t a joke, but I treat it like one, and I know it’s worse this time because I’ve even partially lost my sense of guilt.

I’ve become sedated.
Desensitized.

You can’t serve two masters. It’s impossible.

So pick one.


Everytime I find myself here, one thing pushes me back to where I should be. Makes me realize what I trainwreck I’ve been and where I really belong.

Makes me realize who really loves me.

And no, I still don’t understand this love. Why it exists, how there could be so much of it, but in a world like this, how could we? When people constantly let down, give up, turn their backs on the people they proclaim to love. And that’s what I do to Him. I let Him down, give Him up, turn my back, for a world that won’t love me for even a brief moment the way He does.

So here it is, this thing that brings me peace. That catches my attention and tells me how much He loves me. You don’t have to read the whole thing, I suppose this is more for me than for you anyway, but I do recommend it. Maybe you’ll feel something too.

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Nature and revelation alike testify of God’s love. Our Father in heaven is the source of life, of wisdom, and of joy. Look at the wonderful and beautiful things of nature. Think of their marvelous adaptation to the needs and happiness, not only of man, but of all living creatures. The sunshine and the rain, that gladden and refresh the earth, the hills and seas and plains, all speak to us of the Creator’s love. It is God who supplies the daily needs of all His creatures. In the beautiful words of the psalmist—

“The eyes of all wait upon Thee;
And Thou givest them their meat in due season.
Thou openest Thine hand,
And satisfiest the desire of every living thing.”
Psalm 145:15, 16.

God made man perfectly holy and happy; and the fair earth, as it came from the Creator’s hand, bore no blight of decay or shadow of the curse. It is transgression of God’s law—the law of love—that has brought woe and death. Yet even amid the suffering that results from sin, God’s love is revealed. It is written that God cursed the ground for man’s sake. Genesis 3:17. The thorn and the thistle—the difficulties and trials that make his life one of toil and care—were appointed for his good as a part of the training needful in God’s plan for his uplifting from the ruin and degradation that sin has wrought.

The world, though fallen, is not all sorrow and misery. In nature itself are messages of hope and comfort. There are flowers upon the thistles, and the thorns are covered with roses.

“God is love” is written upon every opening bud, upon every spire of springing grass. The lovely birds making the air vocal with their happy songs, the delicately tinted flowers in their perfection perfuming the air, the lofty trees of the forest with their rich foliage of living green — all testify to the tender, fatherly care of our God and to His desire to make His children happy.

The word of God reveals His character. He Himself has declared His infinite love and pity. When Moses prayed, “Show me Thy glory,” the Lord answered, “I will make all My goodness pass before thee.” Exodus 33:18, 19. This is His glory. The Lord passed before Moses, and proclaimed, “The Lord, The Lord God, merciful and gracious, long-suffering, and abundant in goodness and truth, keeping mercy for thousands, forgiving iniquity and transgression and sin.” Exodus 34:6, 7. He is “slow to anger, and of great kindness,” “because He delighteth in mercy.” Jonah 4:2; Micah 7:18.

God has bound our hearts to Him by unnumbered tokens in heaven and in earth. Through the things of nature, and the deepest and tenderest earthly ties that human hearts can know, He has sought to reveal Himself to us. Yet these but imperfectly represent His love. Though all these evidences have been given, the enemy of good blinded the minds of men, so that they looked upon God with fear; they thought of

Him as severe and unforgiving. Satan led men to conceive of God as a being whose chief attribute is stern justice,—one who is a severe judge, a harsh, exacting creditor. He pictured the Creator as a being who is watching with jealous eye to discern the errors and mistakes of men, that He may visit judgments upon them. It was to remove this dark shadow, by revealing to the world the infinite love of God, that Jesus came to live among men.

The Son of God came from heaven to make manifest the Father. “No man hath seen God at any time; the only begotten Son, which is in the bosom of the Father, He hath declared Him.” John 1:18. “Neither knoweth any man the Father, save the Son, and he to whomsoever the Son will reveal Him.” Matthew 11:27. When one of the disciples made the request, “Show us the Father,” Jesus answered, “Have I been so long time with you, and yet hast thou not known Me, Philip? He that hath seen Me hath seen the Father; and how sayest thou then, Show us the Father?” John 14:8, 9.

In describing His earthly mission, Jesus said, The Lord “hath anointed Me to preach the gospel to the poor; He hath sent Me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised.” Luke 4:18. This was His work. He went about doing good and healing all that were oppressed by Satan. There were whole villages where there was not a moan of sickness in any house, for He had passed through them and healed all their sick. His work gave evidence of His divine anointing. Love, mercy, and compassion were revealed in every act of

His life; His heart went out in tender sympathy to the children of men. He took man’s nature, that He might reach man’s wants. The poorest and humblest were not afraid to approach Him. Even little children were attracted to Him. They loved to climb upon His knees and gaze into the pensive face, benignant with love.

Jesus did not suppress one word of truth, but He uttered it always in love. He exercised the greatest tact and thoughtful, kind attention in His intercourse with the people. He was never rude, never needlessly spoke a severe word, never gave needless pain to a sensitive soul. He did not censure human weakness. He spoke the truth, but always in love. He denounced hypocrisy, unbelief, and iniquity; but tears were in His voice as He uttered His scathing rebukes. He wept over Jerusalem, the city He loved, which refused to receive Him, the way, the truth, and the life. They had rejected Him, the Saviour, but He regarded them with pitying tenderness. His life was one of self-denial and thoughtful care for others. Every soul was precious in His eyes. While He ever bore Himself with divine dignity, He bowed with the tenderest regard to every member of the family of God. In all men He saw fallen souls whom it was His mission to save.

Such is the character of Christ as revealed in His life. This is the character of God. It is from the Father’s heart that the streams of divine compassion, manifest in Christ, flow out to the children of men. Jesus, the tender, pitying Saviour, was God “manifest in the flesh.” 1 Timothy 3:16.

It was to redeem us that Jesus lived and suffered and died. He became “a Man of Sorrows,” that we might be made partakers of everlasting joy. God permitted His beloved Son, full of grace and truth, to come from a world of indescribable glory, to a world marred and blighted with sin, darkened with the shadow of death and the curse. He permitted Him to leave the bosom of His love, the adoration of the angels, to suffer shame, insult, humiliation, hatred, and death. “The chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed.” Isaiah 53:5. Behold Him in the wilderness, in Gethsemane, upon the cross! The spotless Son of God took upon Himself the burden of sin. He who had been one with God, felt in His soul the awful separation that sin makes between God and man. This wrung from His lips the anguished cry, “My God, My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?” Matthew 27:46. It was the burden of sin, the sense of its terrible enormity, of its separation of the soul from God—it was this that broke the heart of the Son of God.

But this great sacrifice was not made in order to create in the Father’s heart a love for man, not to make Him willing to save. No, no! “God so loved the world, that He gave His only-begotten Son.” John 3:16. The Father loves us, not because of the great propitiation, but He provided the propitiation because He loves us. Christ was the medium through which He could pour out His infinite love upon a fallen world. “God was in Christ, reconciling the world unto Himself.” 2 Corinthians 5:19. God suffered with His Son. In the agony of Gethsemane, the death of
Calvary, the heart of Infinite Love paid the price of our redemption.

Jesus said, “Therefore doth My Father love Me, because I lay down My life, that I might take it again.” John 10:17. That is, “My Father has so loved you that He even loves Me more for giving My life to redeem you. In becoming your Substitute and Surety, by surrendering My life, by taking your liabilities, your transgressions, I am endeared to My Father; for by My sacrifice, God can be just, and yet the Justifier of him who believeth in Jesus.”

None but the Son of God could accomplish our redemption; for only He who was in the bosom of the Father could declare Him. Only He who knew the height and depth of the love of God could make it manifest. Nothing less than the infinite sacrifice made by Christ in behalf of fallen man could express the Father’s love to lost humanity.

“God so loved the world, that He gave His only-begotten Son.” He gave Him not only to live among men, to bear their sins, and die their sacrifice. He gave Him to the fallen race. Christ was to identify Himself with the interests and needs of humanity. He who was one with God has linked Himself with the children of men by ties that are never to be broken. Jesus is “not ashamed to call them brethren” (Hebrews 2:11); He is our Sacrifice, our Advocate, our Brother, bearing our human form before the Father’s throne, and through eternal ages one with the race He has redeemed—the Son of man. And all this that man might be uplifted from the ruin and degradation of sin that he might reflect the love of God and share the joy of holiness.

The price paid for our redemption, the infinite sacrifice of our heavenly Father in giving His Son to die for us, should give us exalted conceptions of what we may become through Christ. As the inspired apostle John beheld the height, the depth, the breadth of the Father’s love toward the perishing race, he was filled with adoration and reverence; and, failing to find suitable language in which to express the greatness and tenderness of this love, he called upon the world to behold it. “Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God.” 1 John 3:1. What a value this places upon man! Through transgression the sons of man become subjects of Satan. Through faith in the atoning sacrifice of Christ the sons of Adam may become the sons of God. By assuming human nature, Christ elevates humanity. Fallen men are placed where, through connection with Christ, they may indeed become worthy of the name “sons of God.”

Such love is without a parallel. Children of the heavenly King! Precious promise! Theme for the most profound meditation! The matchless love of God for a world that did not love Him! The thought has a subduing power upon the soul and brings the mind into captivity to the will of God. The more we study the divine character in the light of the cross, the more we see mercy, tenderness, and forgiveness blended with equity and justice, and the more clearly we discern innumerable evidences of a love that is infinite and a tender pity surpassing a mother’s yearning sympathy for her wayward child.

-Steps to Christ, Chapter One

“Such love is without a parallel.”

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Rush

The last time I wrote anything of much substance on this site was February 26. I haven’t been using my Tumblr much lately, and to be honest, when I stop using my Tumblr it’s usually because my relationship with Christ has hit a rut. Fortunately, I’ve received some new revelations recently about myself and about my Savior, and the one thing which sticks out the most is that it’s time to stop being a baby and just grow the heck up.

When I wrote my entry entitled “Closet” I had felt this intense rush of the Holy Spirit. A connection that I hadn’t experienced in quite some time. I thought to myself, “Okay, I’m going to pick myself back up and put all my focus on God. I can do this!” I was newly energized and ready to conquer my sins and commence a full relationship with my heavenly Father. But, as most spiritual rushes go, I quickly settled back into my old habits and left my Father, once again, for the ways of the world. Thankfully, and I know this is nothing but Christ, the Sabbath lesson study for this past week was on Truth, and as I read and worked on the study, the wheels of my mind began to turn, and I found myself for who I am and for who I need to be.

2 Chronicles 25:2 states: “He did what was right in the eyes of the Lord, but not wholeheartedly.”

The Sabbath school lesson authors then added this point after the text:

The one who isn’t sincere, the one whose heart isn’t committed to what’s true and right, is someone with a divided heart. There is surely something else pulling on such a person, and as long as he or she doesn’t let go, as long as this person still allows those other allegiances a place, the heart cannot be complete or perfect before God.

I know I need to rid myself, my heart, of the allegiances I hold onto which deter me from Christ. I want to be complete and perfect before my Creator, but how can I do so if I’m holding onto unnecessary sin?

And here is where growing up comes into play.

In fact, though by this time you ought to be teachers, you need someone to teach you the elementary truths of God’s word all over again. You need milk, not solid food! Anyone who lives on milk, being still an infant, is not acquainted with the teaching about righteousness. But solid food is for the mature, who by constant use have trained themselves to distinguish good from evil.” Hebrews 5:12-14

I’m still an infant, still feeding on milk, and there is absolutely no reason why I should be. I am acquainted with the teaching of righteousness, but can never seem to live it out. Why do I continue to behave like a child?

Here’s the deal, it’s great when the Holy Spirit fills us so completely, when we have that sudden rush of peace and love that only our Saviour can give us, but we can’t always depend on feelings and emotions. We need to be strong in faith and purpose.

In your struggle against sin, you have not yet resisted to the point of shedding your blood. And you have forgotten that word of encouragement that addresses you as sons:
‘My son, do not make light of the Lord’s discipline, and do not lose heart when he rebukes you, because the Lord disciplines those he loves, and he punishes everyone he accepts as a son.’

Hebrews 12:4-6

God loves us, He is always is and always will be there for us, but we need discipline. We need to be able to know God is near even when He feels far. This is the only way we will be able to make it through the time of trouble, when we have trained ourselves so well that we are always able to distinguish between good and evil, that we look at the Lord’s discipline and punishment as encouragement. Living out a Christ-like life is by no means easy, and I feel like once the going gets tough, I just stop going. I stop trying. I don’t always stand firm, and this is a major problem.

There really is no time for games. No time to sway. No time to rest on the fence. We must make our decision and stick to it. Christ is coming soon, soon and very soon, and I want to stand complete and perfect before my God.

If you love God, than Love Him.

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Ephesians 3:17-19

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Closet

I don’t think I ever fully understood the purpose of a prayer closet until about two hours ago.

I was in one of my weird moods. I can’t give a reason why, because usually they come without one. I went to dinner, ate, and left early before everyone else. I wasn’t in the mood for conversation. I needed the quiet, I needed myself. Still, no real reason why, it was just what I needed. I went back to my room and picked up “Patriarchs and Prophets,” a book I had previously been reading excessively but recently put down. After awhile I couldn’t focus. I wanted to focus, but I just couldn’t seem to do so. I put the book down and went for my journal. I’ve had that thing for six years now and I feel safe within its pages. I started to write, mostly about this weird place I was in and how all I wanted was rest and peace. I love my journal, but even in that moment it wasn’t enough. I closed it and just sat on my bed in silence, staring out the window. The one thing I was most sure of at that point was that God and I needed to have a talk, and I needed somewhere private.

So, I searched the dorm. I considered every place until I eventually wound up in the basement. I thought there would be a vespers in the chapel down there tonight, but there wasn’t. I had the room to myself. I went over to one of the benches, got down on my knees, and began to pray more passionately than I ever have before. I missed God.

I missed Him.

I hadn’t honestly spoken or connected with Him in a few weeks, and all that time apart from Him was finally catching up to me. Eventually I got up, sat on the bench, and just started to think. I thought about His love, His grace, His mercy, His name, and all of a sudden I just began to sing.

There was no one around. It was just me and God, alone, in one room. No one to impress, no one to judge or be judged by. This was my prayer closet. All my focus was on Him. So, in the midst of singing songs about His Love, His grace, His mercy, and His name, I just…

cried.

I cried, and cried, and cried, and cried. I sang and I cried. For an hour all I did was sing and cry. When I actually thought about the words that were coming out of my mouth,

Soon and very soon my King is coming clothed in righteousness and crowned with love. When I see Him I shall be made like Him, soon and very soon. Soon and very soon I’ll be going to the place He has prepared for me. There my sins erased, my shame forgotten. Soon and very soon.

What can wash away my sins? Nothing but the blood of Jesus. What can make me whole again? Nothing but the blood of Jesus. Precious is the flow that makes me white as snow.

He is jealous for me, love like a hurricane I am a tree, bending beneath the weight of His love and mercy. When all of a sudden I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory, and I realize just how beautiful You are and how great Your affections are for me. How He loves us, how He loves us.

When I thought about these words. When I really considered what they meant, I couldn’t help but cry.

He came down here. Jesus came down to this hell hole we call Earth, lived an unmatched, sinless life, embodied what real love is, let us, people, His creation, persecute Him who is one with our maker, let us patronize and ridicule Him, then He willingly dragged a cross across the ground, let human beings proceed to nail Him to that cross, and bled for us. Bled and died for us, just to let us know How He Loves Us, that His Blood Can Wash Away Our Sins and can Make Us Whole Again. To tell us that Our Afflictions Are Eclipsed By His Glory and that He Is Jealous For Us.

There are honestly no words in any language, I believe, to express the kind of love God has for us. I don’t fully understand why He cares about us so much, why He is so jealous for us, and I don’t know if I ever will. I can’t see why someone would want people so very badly who turn Him down on a regular basis, and I don’t think human minds can yet comprehend such love, but

Soon and very soon.


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Ephesians 3:17-19
“And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long, and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.”

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I used to love this video and song as a kid.

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Puzzle

I haven’t written in awhile and I doubt this post will be of any real substance considering it’s past midnight and I had the intention of being asleep three hours ago, but I have this sudden burst of thought. Forgive me if it lacks coherency.

I’m lost.

Although I’m not quite sure in what sense.
Again, bare with me.

I think what I mean by that is, I seem to lack the consistency needed to be found.

Here’s the deal. I let the Lord catch me, grab a hold of me, and drown myself in Him for about a week. Then, the inconsistency begins. I taper off. Lose my grasp of Him, while He continues to reach out for me, begging that I just hold on for one more day.

But I don’t.

I lose focus, I drift off somewhere He is forced with the inability to fit into. I turn around. I walk away. And each time I’m left with a crack within myself. Now, you’d think having done this over and over again for the past few years I would have learned my lesson,

but do we ever learn our lesson?

I tell a lie, I crack.
I skip one morning of devotions which leads to skipping every morning. I crack.
I say I’ll spend time with Him but soon find myself doing something completely unrelated with Him. I crack.

And then I find myself in a thousand little pieces, strewn across the vastness of who I am, and He, in His infinite glory, wisdom, mercy,

grace

steps down to where I am, finds each piece, and puts me back together, like a puzzle He has completed an infinite number of times, but with an infinite amount of love.

So, who am I?

I believe I’ve asked this question before, but I think at this point this blog is more for me than it is for you, although feel free to ask yourself the same question.

Who am I? Who are you? Who are we?

Morality and basic ethics tell us it’s wrong to break promises. That it’s wrong to not listen when spoken to, to treat your friends with little respect. But if this is true, if we as a people believe this, than why do we do so on a daily basis with the one who loves us more than we can comprehend?

Is it because we can’t comprehend?
Oh, wait, that’s a different blog for a different day, and I’m hoping that day is tomorrow.

Anyway, right now I’m a little lost. A thousand little pieces spread across the vastness of who I am, but right now I can feel Him, gliding effortlessly down off of His throne, and taking the time, to reach out and find each tiny insignificant piece of myself, and put me back together.

Like a puzzle He’s completed an infinite number of times.


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Ephesians 3:17-19

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i needed to get my bottled up creativity out. this is the first one i’ve ever made. pretty simple, but I like it and plan to do more. hopefully i’ll get better at it.

i needed to get my bottled up creativity out. this is the first one i’ve ever made. pretty simple, but I like it and plan to do more. hopefully i’ll get better at it.