where does my help come from…

1. Woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of rain and the wonderful thought that Christ is Lord over all things, including the minutiae of my life. I don’t know exactly what it is, but rain always makes me think about God. So, I guess that was nice. I’ve been wanting rain in the worst way since I moved here, so that was gratifying that God woke me up to hear it, and talk to Him.

2. Things have been kind of busy around here…class work, and work work, and praying through a few tough decisions. Nothing bad, just complicated and busy, and I could use some of that right now, I guess. It’s making me stay kind of disciplined, anyway.

3. This is too good not to share with y’all (hat tip to Justin Taylor):

When man’s natural musical ability is whetted and polished to the extent that it becomes an art, then do we note with great surprise the great and perfect wisdom of God in music, which is, after all, His product and His gift; we marvel when we hear music in which one voice sings a simple melody, while three, four, or five other voices play and trip lustily around the voice that sings its simple melody and adorn this simple melody wonderfully with artistic musical effects, thus reminding us of a heavenly dance, where all meet in a spirit of friendliness, caress and embrace. A person who gives this some thought and yet does not regard music as a marvelous creation of God, must be a clodhopper indeed and does not deserve to be called a human being; he should be permitted to hear nothing but the braying of asses and the grunting of hogs.–Martin Luther

4. Well. That’s all I have. Good night, all.

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One thought on “where does my help come from…

  1. “Huh-huh. Martin Luther said “ass.” That’s cool.” [/Butt-Head, of “Beavis and…”]

    Rain, huh? Goodness, you Calvinists link EVERYTHING to the sovreignty of God, don’t you! (“Uh, yeah.”)

    Have a great night, my friend. Revel in the particular delight of your gracious Father.

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