Sojourning.

Seeing and greeting from afar, acknowledging today, and desiring a better one.
Apr 19
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But Sunday’s comin’.

But Sunday’s comin’.

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"Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime." - Martin Luther (at Brooklyn Heights)

"Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime." - Martin Luther (at Brooklyn Heights)

Apr 15
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Preaching is theology coming through a man who is on fire.
Dr. Martyn Lloyd-Jones, “Preaching and Preachers”
Apr 12
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So encouraged by today’s Apostles Brooklyn Prayer Tour. Can’t believe Jesus let’s me be part of this with these amazing people in this amazing place. #inbrooklynasitisinheaven #desperatelydependent

So encouraged by today’s Apostles Brooklyn Prayer Tour. Can’t believe Jesus let’s me be part of this with these amazing people in this amazing place. #inbrooklynasitisinheaven #desperatelydependent

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It is God’s will through His wonderful grace, that the prayers of His saints should be one of the great principal means of carrying on the designs of Christ’s kingdom in the world. When God has something very great to accomplish for His church, it is His will that there should precede it the extraordinary prayers of His people; as is manifest by Ezekiel 36:37. And it is revealed that, when God is about to accomplish great things for His church, He will begin by remarkably pouring out the spirit of grace and supplication (see Zechariah 12:10).
Jonathan Edwards, “Thoughts on the Revival in New England” - 1740
Apr 04
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O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary, beholding your power and glory.
Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you.
So I will bless you as long as I live; in your name I will lift up my hands.
My soul will be satisfied as with fat and rich food, and my mouth will praise you with joyful lips,
when I remember you upon my bed, and meditate on you in the watches of the night;
for you have been my help, and in the shadow of your wings I will sing for joy.
My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.
Psalm 63.1-8
Apr 01
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Preach the gospel, die and be forgotten.

Count Zinzendorf

via chiefjoy

Mar 30
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Love getting to serve alongside Apostles Brooklyn Pastor Logan Plaster. So blessed by his preaching today. Here’s to all that’s ahead. (at Apostles Brooklyn)

Love getting to serve alongside Apostles Brooklyn Pastor Logan Plaster. So blessed by his preaching today. Here’s to all that’s ahead. (at Apostles Brooklyn)

Mar 29
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#preparenting

#preparenting

Mar 19
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John answered, ‘A person cannot receive even one thing unless it is given him from heaven.’

John 3.27

Thankful God provides me with ministry and I don’t create or define it. “He must increase, but I must decrease.”

Mar 14
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If you faint in the day of adversity, your strength is small.
Rescue those who are being taken away to death; hold back those who are stumbling to the slaughter.
If you say, “Behold, we did not know this,” does not he who weighs the heart perceive it? Does not he who keeps watch over your soul know it, and will he not repay man according to his work?
— Proverbs 24.10-12
Mar 13
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Happy Birthday to my beautiful love! I’m the richest man alive to be married to you.

Happy Birthday to my beautiful love! I’m the richest man alive to be married to you.

Mar 11
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Harboring bitterness against people is actually, confessing their sin to myself, over and over again. Anger is akin to confessing their sin to God, dissatisfied that he hasn’t done something and placing myself in his position as judge. Gossip is confessing their sin to someone else.
Paul Tripp, “Instruments in The Redeemer’s Hands”
Mar 06
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The Cross also exposes me before the eyes of other people, informing them of the depth of my depravity. If I wanted others to think highly of me, I would conceal the fact that a shameful slaughter of the perfect son of God was required that I might be saved.

But when I stand at the foot of the Cross and am seen by others under the light of that Cross, I am left uncomfortably exposed before their eyes. Indeed, the most humiliating gossip that could ever be whispered about me is blared from Golgotha’s hill; and my self-righteous reputation is left in ruins in the wake of its revelations.

With the worst facts about me thus exposed to the view of others, I find myself feeling that I truly have nothing left to hide.

Thankfully, the more exposed I see that I am by the Cross, the more I find myself opening up to others about ongoing issues of sin in my life. (Why would anyone be shocked to hear of my struggles with past and present sin when the Cross already told them I am a desperately sinful person?)

And the more open I am in confessing my sins to fellow-Christians, the more I enjoy the healing of the Lord in response to their grace-filled counsel and prayer. Experiencing richer levels of Christ’s love in companionship with such saints, I give thanks for the gospel’s role in forcing my hand toward self-disclosure and the freedom that follows.

Milton Vincent, “The Gospel Primer”
Mar 05
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What does God do with dust and ash?
He grows things out of them.
He covers them with purple raiments.
He lifts people out of them.
He unfairly accepts them in exchange for beauty.
He writes mysterious things in them.
He spits in them and uses the mud to give sight.
He washes them off your stinky feet.
He breathes into them and creates new life.
He descends into them, submits to their suffocation, and emerges alive and spotless.
When you return to dust, even if your body should be burnt to ashes and scattered over the four winds, he who is the Lord over the earth will be able to collect you, reconstitute you, and resurrect you into a body fit for eternity.