oh the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words
but pouring them all right out just as they are, chaff and grain together
certain that a faithful hand will take them and sift them
keeping what is worth keeping and with the breath of kindness
blow the rest away

agustine quote

‘the church is a whore but she is my mother.’

reminds me of derek webb.  i love it.  the church is incredibly flawed.  because it is filled with people.  who are broken.

but that is God’s design.  to use us.  as we are.  tainted.  yet Christ-reliant.  Christ-centered.  Christ-aiming.  Christward-bound.

the church is a whore but she is my mother.

and i love her.



Posted by mike on Dec 12 2009 under church



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