November 2009--Prayer. This was my highlight from November. We ended elder's meeting by breaking off with another person and praying. I was with Pete Haumersen and I had a great time in the presence of God with this godly man. Its hard to describe what makes a prayer time "powerful"--you just sort of know. Our prayer time was powerful. He is incredibly sincere, compassionate, and humble--good traits to have in the presence of an awesome God. I left feeling very encouraged and knowing God is near.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
2009 in Review: November-December
November 2009--Prayer. This was my highlight from November. We ended elder's meeting by breaking off with another person and praying. I was with Pete Haumersen and I had a great time in the presence of God with this godly man. Its hard to describe what makes a prayer time "powerful"--you just sort of know. Our prayer time was powerful. He is incredibly sincere, compassionate, and humble--good traits to have in the presence of an awesome God. I left feeling very encouraged and knowing God is near.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
2009 in Review: September-October
Friday, January 29, 2010
2009 in Review: July-August
Thursday, January 28, 2010
2009 in Review: May-June
2009 in Review: March-April
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
2009 in Review: January-February
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Youth Leader: Amy
Name: Amy DeBurgh
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
How Sweet and Awful
This is a song written by Isaac Watts called "How Sweet and Awful is the Place." I listened to it this morning and thought it paralleled what I had been thinking about in Isaiah 55. The gospel that calls us to come...
How sweet and awful is the place
With Christ within the doors
While everlasting love displays
The choicest of her stores.
While all our hearts and all our songs
Join to admire the feast
Each of us cry with thankful tongues,
“Lord, why was I a guest?”
“Why was I made to hear thy voice
and enter while there’s room,
When thousands make a wretched choice
And rather starve than come?”
‘Twas the same love that spread the feast
that sweetly drew us in;
Else we had still refused to taste
and perished in our sin
Pity the nations, O our God,
Constrain the earth to come;
Send thy victorious Word abroad
and bring the strangers home.
We long to see thy churches full,
that all the chosen race
may with one voice and heart and soul
sing thy redeeming grace.