Paul Muresan - Tacerea mea

CristoCentric - Sub aripile Tale

Rugaciunea lui ISUS - ADI GLIGA

Nu renunţa, deși e un drum lung.

Uneori stăm și meditam la viaţa noastră și ne gândim cât de departe suntem de ceea ce vrea Dumnezeu. Ne uităm la noi și ne vedem slabi și nepregătiţi, ne vedem atât de ușor de doborât de valuri și încercăm să ne dăm seama ce am putea face să mai creștem în credinţă. Ne facem planuri să citim mai mult Scriptura, să mergem mai regulat la biserică, să ne rugăm și să postim mai mult. Nu întotdeauna ne iese, uneori lucrurile materiale și nevoile firești ne fură chiar și timpul de părtășie cu Dumnezeu.

Cât de mult mai este până vom fi pe placul lui Dumnezeu? Unii dintre noi poate nici nu se mai străduesc, au făcut tot felul de donaţii, s-au chinuit să își schimbe comportamentul sau să se lase de anumite obiceiuri păcătoase și apoi s-au dat bătuţi. Uneori multele rugăciuni par neascultate și viaţa tot mai grea. Satan se luptă mult și de multe ori reușește să ne ducă în pragul disperării.

Poate suntem conștienţi sau nu că viaţa acesta e trecătoare și că doar sufletul și ce am făcut pentru el rămâne mereu. De multe ori m-am intrebat: “Oare în cer nu vor fi regrete? Oare acolo nu vom spune: dacă stăteam și eu mai mult în rugăciune, dacă câștigam mai multe suflete pentru Hristos…?”  Eu sper ca în cer să fie doar bucurie și Domnul să ne ajute aici pe pământ să ne uităm mereu la acele bogăţii pe care hoţii nu le pot fură și moliile nu le mănâncă (Matei 6: 19- 20).

Nu e ușor să-ţi faci un obicei bun dintr-o dată, de exemplu dacă cineva te-a rănit profund  îţi e greu să te gândești că în acea persoană este Hristos și că de obicei persoanele rănite rănesc. Să te uiţi și să spui “Te iert și sper ca rana ta să fie vindecată. Mă voi ruga pentru tine. ” Caracterul și virtuţile nu vin peste noapte, trebuie să muncim mult și în primul rând să vrem să le avem.

Dumnezeu de multe ori nu are nevoie să ne dăm viaţa pentru El sau să facem lucruri măreţe în fiecare zi, ci dorește să ne vadă pasiunea și dorinţa de a fi mai aproape de cer, să dorim să cunoaștem Voia lui în viaţa noastră și să facem ce ne cere El. De multe ori să fii cinstit, corect și bun nu te ajută, dimpotrivă.. poate îţi pierzi prieteni, poate ai altceva de pierdut și ai impresioa că e o prostie să nu faci ca ceilalţi din jur: toţi mint, toţi înjură etc. Nu e ușor să trăim cu exemple negative în jurul nostru, dar dacă ne-am decis să-L urmăm pe Hristos, haideţi să nu-L abandonăm pe ultima sută de metri -  atunci ce rost a avut toată alergarea de până acum? El e mereu alaturi de noi, gata să ne ajute și să ne ridice. Singuri nu putem face nimic (Ioan 5).

Dumnezeu să pună în fiecare din noi o nouă pasiune și un nou dor de cer, de prezenţa Lui și de-ai semăna mai mult.

Chris Tomlin - Whom Shall I Fear [God of Angel Armies] [Lyrics]

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Hawk Nelson: Words [Official Lyric Video]

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You've Got Love For Me - Unspoken ( Lyrics )

Cum, și El?

“Când s-a apropiat de cetate și a văzut-o, Isus a plâns pentru ea.” Luca 19:41

Dumnezeu să plângă? Când spui Dumnezeu, spui Tot, spui Absolutul, cea mai înaltă și mai măreaţă formă de existenţăl El… să se ocupe cu ceva atât de omenesc? Să plângă? Da, înţeleg, e normal pentru un om să plângă; plânsul face parte din viaţă. Oamenii plâng de durere, de bucurie, plâng “de ciudă”, plâng când se întâlnesc, plâng când se despart, plâng în faţa televizorului, plâng (din ce în ce mai puţin) unii pentru alţii, plâng când nu mai întrezâresc nicio speranţă… oamenii plâng. Dar El? El… de ce? El “zice și se face”, nimic nu-I este imposibil.

l-am descoperit pe Dumnezeu ca pe un Tată iubitor, căruia îi pasă de suferinţa copiilor Săi. Tabloul pe care-L vede, privind din cer, privind către mizeria și suferinţa umană, nu este deloc îmbucurător. Nu ne-a mai rămas mai nimic din frumuseţea și armlonia dăruite de Creator la început. Trecem prin viaţă triști și însinguraţi, deși trăim unii lângă alţii dar uităm că trăim aceeași dramă și am putea să ne facem călătoria mai plăcută.

Dumnezeul imposibilului să privească la cei ce i-a creat să fie fericiţi și să nu poată să facă altceva decât să pângă? Da, pentru că tot ce trebuia făcut, a fost făcut. Tot ce a avut cerul mai frumos, a fost dat.

Monica Diaconu

Știai că poţi limita atotputernicia Lui? Da, poţi! Puterea aceasta însă, îţi anulează singura șansă de-a fi fericit. Ca un naufragiat pe o insulă pustie, ai puterea de a nu face semne vaporului care te poate duce acasă.

Transformations 1 (doar pe engleza)

Transformari / Trezire spirituala - cu traducere in limba romana

Run To You - Unspoken

Mapamond crestin editia - 4 ianuarie 2014

Lauda si Inchinare - 10.000 motive

Casting Crowns - Praise you in this storm (lyrics)

Caută Să Fii Matur(ă) Înainte De A Te Gândi La Căsătorie - Paul Washer

" MARRIED OR NOT, YOU SHOULD READ THIS ..."

" MARRIED OR NOT, YOU SHOULD READ THIS ..." “When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband…. The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage! If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you. If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. Note: After You read this story Please Watch this Video Clip. It is not related to story But about something. https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=373632639447513

Mercy Said No - Cece Winans (lyric video)