counting my blessings instead of sheep


A space in which the blessings will be counted, but the counting will never be complete, because God is so good.

"Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, that there may be food in my house. Test me in this," says the Lord Almighty, "and see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that you will not have room enough for it." Malachi 3:10

Ask Anything!
  • What I said: I'm Christian.
  • What You think I said: I hate gays I'm going to shove my religion down your throat you are all sinners I'm such a better person than you "Holier Than Thou" did I mention how I hated gays? You're all going to die as bad people while I stay saintly.
  • What I meant: I love God and I try to be a good person as best as I can. I don't hate you because you're all my brothers and sisters. I love Jesus and that is why I choose to follow Him. Jesus loves me and I know that He loves you too.

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Never cease loving a person, and never give up hope for him, for even the prodigal son who had fallen most low, could still be saved; the bitterest enemy and also he who was your friend could again be your friend; love that has grown cold can kindle.
— Soren Kierkegaard (via chelsatonic)

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God spreads grace like a four-year-old spreads peanut butter- He gets it all over everything.
— Mark Lowry

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Mark Lowry: Recovering Fundamentalist

“You hate your sin, I’ll hate my sin, and let’s love each other.”

Amen

Why don’t Christians and the Church spend as much time fighting divorce and infidelity as they do homosexuality and abortion?

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The art of life! Was there every anything memorable written upon it? By what disciplines to secure the most life, with what care to watch our thoughts. To observer what transpires, not in the street, but in the mind and heart of me! I do not remember any page which will tell me how to spend this afternoon…How to live. How to get the most life…How to extract its honey from the flower of the world. That is my everyday business. I am as busy as a bee about it…The art of spending a day…We are surround by a rich and fertile mystery. May we not probe it, pry into it, employ ourselves about it, a little?
— Henry David Thoreau

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What I must do is all that concerns me, not what the people think. This rule, equally arduous in actual and in intellectual life, may serve for the whole distinction between greatness and meanness. It is the harder, because you will always find those who think they know what is your duty better than you know it. It is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.
Self Reliance, Ralph Waldo Emerson

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I know what you’re against. What are you for?
South Pacific, Emile De Becque

Just so hollow and ineffectual, for the most part, is our ordinary conversation. Surface meets surface. When our life ceases to be inward and private, conversation degenerates into mere gossip. We rarely meet a man who can tell us any news which he has not read in a newspaper, or been told by his neighbor; and, for the most part, the only difference between us and our fellow is, that he has seen the newspaper, or been out to tea, and we have not. In proportion as our inward life fails, we go more constantly and desperately to the post-office. You may depend on it, that the poor fellow who walks away with the greatest number of letters, proud of his extensive correspondence, has not heard from himself this long while.

-Henry David Thoreau, Life Without Principle

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness.
— C.S. Lewis