Oh God!

My soul cries out “Oh God!” Because I don’t understand nor could I ever even begin to comprehend why You have blessed me with so much! The places I’ve been. The things I have seen. The people I’ve met. Lord, you have blessed me so! And why? I will never know. Except for that You love me, and even that is too much for me to assimilate. I am full of gratitude and full of love!!! Forever I will worship You my God, my Father, my King!

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Be well balanced, be vigilant and cautious at all times; for that enemy of yours, the devil, roams around like a lion roaring in fierce hunger, seeking someone to seize upon and devour.” 1 Peter 5:8 AMP

It’s silly, but some times I foolishly allow myself to buy into the idea that after this summer is over and I’m no longer doing “God’s work” my life will be easier and Satan won’t be fighting so hard for me. Then I read a verse like 1 Peter 5:8 and God smacks me in the face reminding me that the devil will NEVER stop. Day. Night. Every moment from now until the moment that I die and go to be with my Father in heaven - Satan will never give up on me! BUT, then God wraps me in his arms and reminds me that He will never give up on me either!

I have been a horrible person. I am still a horrible person. I have done despicable things that I don’t deserve God’s love and forgiveness for, and I still do despicable things every day. But for some reason - one that I cannot understand - my God loves me.

Father, YOU love me. I am a man of no importance, and still, You love me. I have nothing absolutely nothing to offer you God, but YOU love ME! And I love You. I love You in a completely and totally indescribable way and make it the prayer of my heart and soul right now that I can be used by You. Some times I fear Your plans for me. All of the time I fear Your plans for me. I am a coward. But You give me Your courage and I know I can step into this world unscathed. Satan can continue to fight day and night for all eternity for me, but he cannot have what belongs to the King. Father, I am Yours. Wholeheartedly Yours. Eternally Yours.

spiritualinspiration:

“Behold, I am coming soon! Blessed is he who keeps the words of the prophecy in this book.” (Rev. 22:17)

spiritualinspiration:

“Behold, I am coming soon! Blessed is he who keeps the words of the prophecy in this book.” (Rev. 22:17)

Some times I wish I could turn my mind off and on. Like it had a switch. It would be nice to be silent and enjoy the presence of God. I wish I could quiet my thoughts, quiet my judgements, quiet my insecurities, shut out the whole entire world and sit in complete and utter quiet for just a moment and marvel in the presence of my God. 

Dear Father,

Holy, precious, and dearly loved. Silence my mind. Quiet my heart. Steal me away from the world for just one moment so that I may hear Your voice. So that I may worship You - my King - in the way that You deserve to be worshipped.

Amen.

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Of all of the photos I’ve seen of Venice, this one reminded me the most of what it was like to actually be there. I can still remember the moment I stepped out of the Stazione di Venezia Saint Lucia and saw Venice for the first time. The scent of Venice hit me like a ton of bricks. It smelled like both pungent sewer and romantic sea salt air at the same time. Directly across from me was the Canal Grande! It was gigantic and full of the hustle and bustle of city life - like a maritime Manhattan. I remember the Rialto Bridge, the boats, the vendors, the culture. I was surrounded by beauty on all sides. Being in Venice was like being in a dream. It was so real and so very unreal. I would give anything to return there. Even if I could only stay for just a few seconds. Those few seconds would make all the difference.

Of all of the photos I’ve seen of Venice, this one reminded me the most of what it was like to actually be there. I can still remember the moment I stepped out of the Stazione di Venezia Saint Lucia and saw Venice for the first time. The scent of Venice hit me like a ton of bricks. It smelled like both pungent sewer and romantic sea salt air at the same time. Directly across from me was the Canal Grande! It was gigantic and full of the hustle and bustle of city life - like a maritime Manhattan. I remember the Rialto Bridge, the boats, the vendors, the culture. I was surrounded by beauty on all sides. Being in Venice was like being in a dream. It was so real and so very unreal. I would give anything to return there. Even if I could only stay for just a few seconds. Those few seconds would make all the difference.

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