Verse “I will help thee, saith the Lord.” - isa 41:14 Thought This morning let us hear the Lord Jesus speak to each one of us: “I will help thee.” “It is but a small thing for me, thy God, to help thee. Consider what I have done already. What! not help thee Why, I bought thee with my blood. What! not help thee I have died for thee; and if I have done the greater, will I not do the less Help thee! It is the least thing I will ever do for thee; I have done more, and will do more. Before the world began I chose thee. I made the covenant for thee. I laid aside my glory and became a man for thee; I gave up my life for thee; and if I did all this, I will surely help thee now. In helping thee, I am giving thee what I have bought for thee already. If thou hadst need of a thousand times as much help, I would give it thee; thou requirest little compared with what I am ready to give. ‘Tis much for thee to need, but it is nothing for me to bestow. ‘Help thee ’ Fear not! If there were an ant at the door of thy granary asking for help, it would not ruin thee to give him a handful of thy wheat; and thou art nothing but a tiny insect at the door of my all-sufficiency. ‘I will help thee.’” O my soul, is not this enough Dost thou need more strength than the omnipotence of the United Trinity Dost thou want more wisdom than exists in the Father, more love than displays itself in the Son, or more power than is manifest in the influences of the Spirit Bring hither thine empty pitcher! Surely this well will fill it. Haste, gather up thy wants, and bring them here-thine emptiness, thy woes, thy needs. Behold, this river of God is full for thy supply; what canst thou desire beside Go forth, my soul, in this thy might. The Eternal God is thine helper! “Fear not, I am with thee, oh, be not dismay’d! I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid.”
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Micah 6:8
He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?
“I heard the voice of the Lord saying, ‘Whom shall I send?’” Isaiah 6:8
When we speak of the call of God, we are apt to forget the most important feature, viz., the nature of the One Who calls. There is the call of the sea, the call of the mountains, the call of the great ice barriers, but these calls are only heard by the few. The call is the expression of the nature from which it comes, and we can only record the call if the same nature is in us. The call of God is the expression of God’s nature, not of our nature. There are strands of the call of God providentially at work for us which we recognize and no one else does. It is the threading of God’s voice to us in some particular matter, and it is no use consulting anyone else about it. We have to keep that profound relationship between our souls and God. The call of God is not the echo of my nature; my affinities and personal temperament are not considered. As long as I consider my personal temperament and think about what I am fitted for, I shall never hear the call of God. But when I am brought into relationship with God, I am in the condition Isaiah was in. Isaiah’s soul was so attuned to God by the tremendous crisis he had gone through that he recorded the call of God to his amazed soul. The majority of us have no ear for anything but ourselves, we cannot hear a thing God says. To be brought into the zone of the call of God is to be profoundly altered.
-Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest
01 January 2012
Today we had a family gathering and my cousin brought his girlfriend from North Carolina. The three of us took a hike behind the house to a lookout and I had such a fun time getting to know her. The importance of family has become so evident to me over this winter break. Family will always be family, even if they don’t want to be, even if you don’t want them to be. I want to love mine, know them, and invest in them.
Last night I was told that kids seem to be drawn to me and I’m beginning to believe that. Last night a little 5 year old boy walked up to me, grabbed my hand, and with a big grin said “Who are you?” I could not get him let go the whole night. Now I’m watching a movie with seven of my little cousins, talking about dogs, coloring, ice cream, and Christmas. Maybe they know I’m still a child too, my heart always feels so young and wonderstruck over life.
Happy New Year, friends. Be blessed!
(via thatkindofwoman)
I just sat here for a few minutes
and made myself sick to my stomach stressing out about how I haven’t gotten all these major papers back yet.
What matters is that you learned…grades should not matter as much as that…
Try convincing my scholarships of that.




