http://eisus.tumblr.com/

Be glorified in my weakness.

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 02:54:58 -0700

Be glorified in my weakness.

Carousels by Pep Ventosa

Sun, 03 Feb 2013 01:57:20 -0800

Carousels by Pep Ventosa

Photo

Tue, 22 Jan 2013 14:08:46 -0800

wow.

Tue, 25 Dec 2012 02:00:07 -0800

wow.

escalate.

Sun, 23 Dec 2012 05:34:24 -0800

escalate.

my current motto

Mon, 17 Dec 2012 02:58:11 -0800

my current motto

A Day for Hatred

Fri, 14 Dec 2012 23:56:00 -0800

Today is a day for hatred.

As I write this article, the death count stands at 20 children. Twenty. Twenty babies who got on a bus or walked out a door or stepped out of a car at the drop-off curb and are never coming home.

Father in heaven, their lunchboxes still hold uneaten sandwiches, unread love notes scrawled on napkins.

For 20 families, the worst fear a parent can know was waiting at the other end of a phone line today. Eleven days before Christmas, no less. Those children and teachers who survived will carry in their heads sights and sounds that will haunt them for the rest of their lives.

And what comfort is there to offer them? What words are there to speak? A parent takes every measure possible to protect a child, though we know full well the world is not safe. But this?

There is no spin to put on a story like this. Yes, we will hear stories of heroism begin to emerge over the next hours, and they are stories we will need to hear. But there is no way to soften the blow.

Nor should we want to.

As a mother watching someone else’s horror play out on a screen, I want to feel this to the core of my being. I want it to inform my thoughts and actions in a way that leaves me changed. Because on days like today we learn just how broken sin has left us, just how bleak is our landscape without a Savior.

Days like today give us no choice but to hate. They leave us only with a choice of where that hatred will land: Will we hate God, or will we hate sin?

I choose to hate sin. On days like today I will reflect again on the ravaging effects of rebellion against God, multiplied across millennia, manifested in a freshly printed headline. The more shocking the headline, the more I must come to grips with my minimized reckoning of the severity of sin. With Nehemiah I will cry out, “I and my fathers have sinned,” freshly grieved over the sins of others—-yes—-but freshly grieved over my own sin as well. I have not pulled a trigger, but I have harmed my share of victims. The killer lies dead, but I live on to harm again. On days like today I will renew my resolve not to participate in tearing down what God pronounced good at the dawn of human existence. I cannot stop a murderer, but by the grace of God I can stop sinning against those he has given into my care.

I cannot offer a snippet of Scripture or a platitude to comfort those families, or to comfort you, my fellow believers. The day of our comfort is a future one. All I can offer is to hate my sin more deeply than I did yesterday and to cry out to God for a time when the groaning of this creation gives birth to that which is once again good. If hope ever transects hatred, it is here. In a few hours my own children will walk through my front door, God willing. I can be a mother who loves deeply and unselfishly in a world that is not safe. Surely that is the least I can do for these precious lives.

Today is a day for hatred. Today is a day for the weight of our sin to be felt in full force. May our hearts break under the blow. May they be shattered to dust.

From http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/tgc/2012/12/14/a-day-for-hatred/

What is sleep? I know nothing of it.

Mon, 03 Dec 2012 23:37:55 -0800

What is sleep? I know nothing of it.

soooo cute

Sun, 02 Dec 2012 18:00:59 -0800

soooo cute

hunsonisgroovy: Lean Bookshelf sweeet

Sat, 01 Dec 2012 15:23:32 -0800

hunsonisgroovy:

Lean Bookshelf

sweeet

The Hipster in All of Us

Thu, 29 Nov 2012 20:06:00 -0800

The Hipster in All of Us:

You may have noticed a strange phenomenon on the sidewalks, coffee shops, and (perhaps) church pews of your town: mustachioed men in tight denim shorts wearing worn-out touristy t-shirts, ugly moth-eaten cardigans, and grandpa hats. Women with boxy haircuts, cat-eyed glasses, hideous Christmas sweaters, and working-class 1950s skirts. Gangs in skinny jeans that would make a magician wonder how they fit their feet through ankle openings. They ride around the city on fixed-gear bicycles, drinking PBR, smoking Lucky Strikes or Parliament cigarettes, and taking pictures on Holga, Polaroid, and other clumsy, vintage cameras.

Yes … this is an article about hipsters.

Hipsters as a cultural phenomenon have been around for a few years. Their influence has spread into the broader American culture, becoming a regular punchline on Saturday Night Live and on primetime television. For better or worse, they are the hippies, punks, and grungers of our generation.

But where the hippies and grungers were marked by a howl of angst against the shiny veneer of the previous generation’s glamour, prosperity, and presumption, the hipster makes a much different sound—-the sneer of cynicism. Their core value is irony, and the aesthetic they embrace—-their posture towards the culture around them—-is defined by a sense of cynical superiority over it.

Click title to read more.

Video

Thu, 29 Nov 2012 20:03:24 -0800

Photo

Wed, 28 Nov 2012 03:59:41 -0800

chibispaz: jinglebellrockbell: blacklightarene: seducingvicfue...

Tue, 27 Nov 2012 06:36:19 -0800

chibispaz:

jinglebellrockbell:

blacklightarene:

seducingvicfuenteswithtacos:

electricalpulse:

weaboohemian:

absolutecutie:

steampoweredotaku:

jar-o-stars:

mikeywaygivesmeladyboners:

death-strawberry:

gusgoodface:

i would rather hear the ringing

never questioning the ringing again.

HOLY SHIT TIME FOR SOME MUSIC BYE.

wow okay im actually really scared right now this is gonna give me nightmares now jfc im freaking out

ELLEN WHY MUST YOU PUT INTERESTINGLY SCARY SHIT ON MY DASH

This reaches back from the days before I decided to ignore these voices. Lo! I’m not insane after all.

brb while i go cry

w h a t

actual anxiety attack on the rise jfc i hate you vex

what the fuck is going on with you people do you know that hearing voices is a symptom of schizophrenia

nope nope nope nope nope

AHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH

micasaessucasa: Skull Chair i want

Mon, 26 Nov 2012 02:46:33 -0800

micasaessucasa:

Skull Chair

i want

Sun, 25 Nov 2012 21:17:30 -0800

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA oh my gosh…….. i can’t stop...

Fri, 23 Nov 2012 17:05:47 -0800

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA oh my gosh…….. i can’t stop watching this AHAHAHAHAHAHAH

WHEN I START GETTING INTO THE HOLIDAY SPIRIT ALREADY

Mon, 12 Nov 2012 11:37:04 -0800

howdoiputthisgently:

seriously one of my favorite movies of ALL TIME

CAN’T WAIT TO WATCH WHILE WRAPPED UP IN MY HUGE PINK LEOPARD PRINT BLANKET DRINKING HOT COCOA SPRINKLED WITH PEPPERMINT AND EATING CHRISTMAS TREE COOKIES ZOMG.

immabum: This.

Mon, 12 Nov 2012 11:35:28 -0800

immabum:

This.

If you happen to be in Japan from now to March 31, 2013, make...

Sun, 11 Nov 2012 00:36:44 -0800

If you happen to be in Japan from now to March 31, 2013, make sure to check out one of Japan’s most stunning displays of light called Winter Illuminations at Nabana no Sato, a botanical garden turned light theme park on the island of Nagashima in Kuwana. Opened just yesterday, it’s been called one of the best winter light shows in all of Japan. The park really outdoes itself by using millions of sparkling LED lights all over the vast grounds including on the water and in the gardens. This year’s theme is “nature” and it promises gorgeous scenes including a beautiful sunrise inspired by Mt. Fuji at dawn, a rainbow across the sky, and even an aurora.

(via My Modern Met)

wow….