Saturday, February 28, 2015

Thou hast taught me to say



"When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,

It is well, it is well with my soul."

It Is Well with My Soul // Horatio G. Spafford 

I love how the line of that song is "Thou hast taught me to say". It's not "I remembered to say" or "I knew how to say". Saying it is well and being content is not something that comes naturally. God has to teach us. He has to guide us. Without that leading we wouldn't be rejoicing in our trials. We would be complaining and would be totally lost. Our trials and persecutions don't sit well with our flesh. We don't like it when we have to face something or when God is moving us. 

At my church our pastor has been going through the books of Acts. A couple of weeks ago his sermon was on chapter 27. This is the chapter where Paul is a prisoner on a ship headed to Italy.and the ship ends up wrecked. There are many more details to this story but I'm going to get to my point. Do you think that Paul's flesh wanted to be on that ship? A prisoner in danger on the sea. Things went from bad to worse really quick. But what was dear Paul's attitude? Was he letting his flesh blind him to from the hope he had? No. Paul was holding to what God had promised him. And that promise was that not a soul on that ship would die. 
I'm not saying that it was because Paul was so great that he could trust God. Because Paul was just a man. Just another redeemed sinner. It wasn't because Paul was so special. Paul could trust to his Lord because God gave him the strength. 

Now, where I am going with all this information? Well dear reader here it is. My question is "how do we act in the middle of trial?". "What are we doing through our trials?". Is it despair that fills our hearts? Or are we looking to our Hope? 

I know what I often do when something hits me from out of nowhere. I mini-panic. What is mini-panic-ing you ask? It's that trapped feeling where you're in a dark room and you forgot where the light-switch is. One would think that I would know where the light-switch is. Since I've been in this room before (the room being trials and the light-switch being God). But what do I often do? I'm digging around desk drawers looking for a candle and matches. I'm doing everything but running to where my help is. 

We do this because of a few reasons. One being we think that we're at that point in our walk where we don't need the light-switch. It's that don't worry I've got this attitude. But when did we get so smart and strong that we don't need God? We didn't. We haven't. We never will.  
Honestly this is something God has really helped me in. He's driven me to run to Him. To humble myself, because goodness knows I need it. He is my only source of healing. My only defeater. 
I encouraged everyone to stop doing a million things to attempt to fix yourself or to lift yourself up. 

Just go to the one who knows you best. Lay it down at His feet. Let it out. 

And rejoice in whatever you're facing. Lean on God's strength to be content. 



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"For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory; While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen: for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal."
 
2 Corinthians 4:17-18



"Up on the mountain where Your love captured me
Where finally I am free, this I know
Up on the mountain, where You taught my soul to sing
Amazing grace, the sweetest thing, this I know
And then the storm rushing in and here I am again
This I know

Take me up to where I was
When I never wanted more than You
Lift me up to feel Your touch
It wouldn't be that much for You"

This I know // CROWDER 

Monday, February 16, 2015

Gulf Shores, Alabama // Family Vacation 2014


The best thing about photography is that one shot can capture that one second.
That moment that you would have forgotten, never to be brought up in your mind.
So sometimes I like to take photos when people aren't looking or paying attention.
Because it's that laugh or expression they pull without realizing it.
Or I like to venture off and be stopped by something that catches my eye. A random shell or my shirt drying in the sun, like on this trip.
If you think it would make a good photo, take the picture. Everyone sees things differently.

Based off the title of this post you should be able to figure out that my family went to Gulf Shores back in the fall time. We had an amazing time. And the week we were there was well spend. Thank you to my family for all the memories.
I took hundreds of photos on our trip but here's some of my favorites. 


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