I was traveling this week and took this photo from the Charles Bridge in Prague. I thought it was beautiful and tragic all at the same time. So often I forget about this image. Forget the sacrifice, forget the blood shed and the reasons why, forget the necessity of it all, forget the intensity and power of the Cross of Christ. I pursue a life of "Christless leisure" which to be honest, is just easier sometimes.
I am hesitant to post one more entry about letting the busyness of life crowd out the truly important things. And embrassed to be in that place yet again. Embarassed to have to confess again that my prayers are shallow, my flesh weak, and my spirit drained. My mind has been set on wordly things, things that pass away as opposed to things that are eternal. And where my mind goes so goes my heart.
I want to draw closer to God, to His heart, to His Spirit, to His will. But I think first I have to draw close to the Cross. "He who knows me knows the Father"
2 comments:
I miss you.
This is an unbelievable shot.
Love, abbie
Amy,
It is amazing to see where God has brought you now and to have known you in Starting Point class. Praise God for the miracles happening before you as you witness and teach others about Christ in Slovakia! One miraculous thing that happens when we minister to others is that they minister back to us!Glory be to the Lord as you walk with Him in a foreign land where brothers and sisters are found and the body of Christ is strengthened!
Peace & love,
Mark
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