Sovereign Hands

We need to be made holy. God called us to the purpose of being holy. Through holiness we find that we are glorifying God. What exactly is the definition of holy? The most simple way to put this word would be: set apart. When you are holy this means you are set apart. Are you set apart? Do you stand out to your friends for the right reasons? I've been asking myself the desires of my heart and the things i want to accomplish/do in my life right now and in the future. I was reading my devotion yesterday and it said this about our desires: Many of them may be right, noble, and good, and may later be fulfilled, but in the meantime God must cause their importance to us to decrease. The one thing that truly matters is a relationship with Jesus Christ. The Savior of the world, my Savior, your Savior. He laid His life down for us. He knew what i would do later on in my life, what im doing now, and what i've done. He knows the same about you. Knowing these things, He still decided to give His life for us and the sins He never committed. I'm currently listening to the song "Sovereign Hands". Read these lyrics and reflect. This is refreshing to read of what our Savior did. He's still working in our lives, but what are we doing for Him? Before i post the song, focus on the line Scars You bear, speak of your redeeming love.

Sovereign Hands

Sovereign hands
Nailed to a humble cross
Scars You
bear
Speak of Your redeeming love

No wonder I
call You the Saviour
No wonder I'm singing

God
of all the heavens
Now and til forever
High above
the universe
God of our redemption
God of my
surrender
The glory is Yours

Sovereign God
Laying down a holy life
Heaven's Son
Willing to be
crucified


Holy
Holy
Holy Lord

Open hands
Given to a sovereign cause
All I
have
God will be forever Yours

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Voy a Mexico manana. :) idk if i am prepared or not but im hoping  to be. i never feel completely prepared for a mission trip. i dont get it. i think satan tries to freak me out or something . oor i really am not as prepared as i could be. which i feel the case has been for the mission trips i've been on this summer. i need prayer. prayer for my quiet times and prayer to desire to know more of God. much appreciated.

melanie

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so my first year of college is out of the way. i expected to feel more accomplished. i expected to feel excited. you know when you were in high school and you would count down the days till school was over and then when it was over like everyone, i mean EVERYONE freaked out.. it was like WHoooa. i mean the buses honked their horns and flashed their lights, the kids were screaming and throwing papers everywhere, and you had the satisfaction that summer was here. i dont feel that right now. hopefully i get to that point. and hopefully its soon.

i mean dont get me wrong. i am VERY glad school is over. i dont like being in class. i dont like being in school. but i love my Savior Jesus Christ and He is the only reason i am even trying. im trying to please Him. and i know that my complaining about school doesn't do that (sorry Jesus).

i guess the fact that school is over just hasn't hit me yet. i feel like everything is so different. everything has changed. i have one constant in my life and yet that relationship is always changing. -- hopefully growing.

May 4th, 2009

Grief.  a word i never really came to understand until this semester. and i know many others who are grieving much harder longer than i am with the date of today (well tech. yesterday now). the anniversary of today may never be a date i will forget. it was supposed to be the celebration of his 20th birthday, but its not. It was supposed to be a fun time filled with laughter, friends, and family; but its not. instead it is filled with grief and hurt.

people are in pain. people want peace. people NEED Jesus. : i really do think he would've wanted me to tell everyone that. We talked about that kind of stuff. The stuff he didn't talk to anyone else about because apparently he thought i had the answers. and i did to an extent. i told him about Jesus. i told him how to be saved. he believed, yet told me that he was too much of a sinner to be saved. Did he ever understand before it was too late? i won't know until i die and until then, I will be hoping. HOPING HE CHOSE TO LIVE.

kak

Currently Trato hecho: Spanish for Real Life (Paperbound) (3rd Edition) By John T. McMinn, Nuria Alonso Garcia see related

Are you ready...?

my alarm clock will say in the morning. it will attempt to wake me up at 645 but will i get up? No. So again my alarm clock will sing "Are you ready.." This will be about 7. i will be forced to wake up, brush my teeth, look over my spanish, and go to my 8am final for Spanish3. one plus about this: im driving to my final andddd i will only have one more final after spanish till my freshman year in college is COMPLETE ;)

this is basically how my day went yesterday. an 8am final on a saturday? what was ngu thinking? ohh thats right, they werent. i mean its not like we're college students who hate getting up early, let alone on a saturday. i mean who puts finals on a saturday anyway? (that is a rhetorical question). but somehow i got up early and even studied a little for my 8am yesterday. [all credit goes to Jesus because i on my own could NOT get up at 8am on any given saturday]

so here is my conclusion:

take opportunities placed before you because if you don't you're disobeying God and you may never get another chance; AND read the Bible. It makes your problems seem small in the bigger picture.