tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353085035723439032.post7006302396188368232..comments2023-10-26T09:13:37.701-05:00Comments on Bantum Blogatorium by Little Tony: Opposing Forces in a war at 3:07 AMLittle Tonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04564555951175629888noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353085035723439032.post-51489476696136172152011-03-08T00:34:20.029-06:002011-03-08T00:34:20.029-06:00This has been here this long because I have contin...This has been here this long because I have continued in this battle and have had little else to communicate. The only change has been different night, different fight! It is only today I have had anything in my heart to write. I think God has wounded me in this process, and I am so thankful for it! As You say Aubrey; to remind us of the truth of His unbelievable love for utterly hopeless men like us!<br />LTLittle Tonyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04564555951175629888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353085035723439032.post-11553903758285701392011-03-04T08:05:45.142-06:002011-03-04T08:05:45.142-06:00I keep reading this. Are you not writing a new po...I keep reading this. Are you not writing a new post so I will keep on reading this over and over??? WE WRESTLE. We wrestle ourselves, we wrestle others, the government, teachers, bosses, spouses, mothers, mother-in-laws. I think most of the time its a selfish fight. "Me first!!!" But underneath it all, I wrestle to grasp THE TRUTH. God wounds us, like He did Jacob, then touches us in that wounded place to remind us, to remind me all the striving, all the wrestling is about getting to bottom of things. And that He's always waiting for me down there, too, because He is truth. I can do nothing. He doesn't love me because I can or can't. Man, He just loves me, and that is the TRUTH. And that, doesn't compute... It's illogical. But its still the TRUTH!!! He loves me and just wants me to love Him, do with Him what friends do. He wants us to do WITH Him. WITH HIM. My mind knows my reality, and scrutinizes the soup out of it. But my heart knows that Jesus knows my reality, and calls me up into His... I'm using this post in a sermon... You'll remain sort of anonymous. Most people don't know you at my church, anyways, which we need to remedy:) I love you, man. Thanks for not worrying about spiritual appearances.THE PILGRIMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14255769078334097625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353085035723439032.post-84429929343173141662011-01-09T22:41:28.739-06:002011-01-09T22:41:28.739-06:00And here I thought I was the only one whose mind w...And here I thought I was the only one whose mind wandered to deadliest catch during moments of devotion...sheeesh. <br />I wrote a poem many years ago. This post reminds me of it even now. One of the lines goes like this; <br /><br />"If I could get rid of all of my sin <br />and live like I know I should be, <br />Like footprints in dreams along the shore, <br />it wouldn't be I, but we."<br /><br />So true, right?<br />But the absolute beauty of this post is your honest evaluation of your humanness...your realization of its impact on your heart's desire, and the courage you show in sharing it.<br />Wonderfully spoken, friend.Jillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01587714578258448217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353085035723439032.post-35908090889147685372011-01-06T06:46:42.504-06:002011-01-06T06:46:42.504-06:00Thanks for posting this Tony
it really hit home I ...Thanks for posting this Tony<br />it really hit home I have been in that war many nights<br />and thought I was losing it. You are a awesome servant!<br />KeithKChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10007624897046053730noreply@blogger.com