29 November 2005

someplace in the middle

I'm back in America...but I'm not home. Yesterday I landed in Colorado. I am here for three weeks to take a class. I finally get to learn how to live as a missionary. After the first day of classes, I think it's going to be
Those are my words. Today a man was talking about the things that we'll cover while we're here. As he talked about what most people will experience as they move into a new culture, my eyes filled up with tears. He was describing what I have experienced this past year. I'm looking forward, but it also wears me out to anticipate all that we'll be going through in the next weeks. Please pray for me.

17 November 2005

real rest

my soul finds rest in God alone.
my salvation, my hope, my healing comes from him.

he alone is my rock and my salvation.
he is our fortress, we will never be shaken!

(how long will you assult a man? would all of you try to push me down--
this leaning wall? this tottering fence?
they fully intend to topple him from his lofty place.
they take delight in lies.
with their mouths they bless,
but in their hearts they curse!)

find rest, o my soul, in God ALONE!
my hope comes from HIM.
he alone is my rock and my salvation.
he is my castle, i will not be shaken.

my salvation and my honor depend on God.
He is my mighty rock, my refuge.

Trust in him at all times, o people.
Pour out your hearts to him
for God is our refuge.

(psalm 62)