"When Christ bids us come he bids us come and die" ~Bonhoeffer I'm only on chapter one, but this book is intense. it's intense, not because it's any new information. But because it's a rallying cry for what the bible preaches from cover to cover. My life is not my own. I am bought with a price. Hidden in Christ. My life is not my own. My life is not my own. My life is not my own. I DON'T HAVE A CHOICE. there are no options for my life. I am simply to bend my will to God. and advance HIS kingdom here on earth. His kingdom, not my own. When Christ bids me come he bids me come and die. My life here on earth is about perfecting the art of dying. Living for God. that's not just on sunday morning. or wednesday night. or even in those quiet hours when I open my bible and it's just me and the One who created the Universe. My life. My entire life. ALL of me. There is no excuse. There is no "I don't feel convicted of that yet". there is nothing but the blood of Jesus. There is nothing but the complete transformation of my life....unconformity to the world. A mind not set on the things of this world but on the Kingdom of Heaven, and the Glory of the Lord. there is nothing but the complete reliance on the grace that is freely given through the cross, but yet comes with a price. My life. I must rely on that grace.....becuase I am today and will be tomorrow. a sinner. helpless, but for the grace of God. | 
I began praying with this group. and the
smell of the blanket that we pray around smells like summer 2005. weird
huh? when my brother walks by and I'm reminded of high school, laughter
and tears.There are so many other times. so many other smells. I smell
these things and I'm instantly somewhere else. In my mind. And then
when I realize that ky isn't there. that summer 2005 is almost 2 years
away. there is an instant sadness. a quiet stillness in my heart. 