The Pursuit

Waking up with God

Working to Glorify Him

Resting to keep sane

Relating with family dinners

Listen to really good music

Seeing old friends

Writing to outlet

Praying without ceasing

Reading like it's a dying art

Thinking deeply alone

Falling asleep, not going to sleep

Waking up with God

Days are no more, there is only the moment created by the pursuit of Him.

When God takes...know that He is still on the Throne.

In your presence there is fullness of joy, at your right hand are pleasures forevermore. Psalm 16:11

Desert Song

A Friend.

One of the greatest things that can be given to a man is the gift of friendship that doesn't leave, hurt, or fail. One that is loyal, true, and loving. A friend that will hear you out and offer their mind. A friend to be crazy with and grow old having fun with. A man needs people like this in his life. They keep him sane when he's on the ledge, they laugh until air is gasped, comfort when it's hard, and encourage when it's harder. These few, that impact and mold, they shape and hold onto this bond...because they know its importance, its value, its significance. This friend will be there when others aren't. They share good times that both of you will remember for the rest of your lives. You will repeat phrases and gestures that no-one will understand. Cliché's aplenty: Friends to the End, Best Friends Forever, Brother From Another Mother, Friends for Life, Bro. This is the greatest. Enjoy your friends, and let them know how awesome they are.

The Truest of Things

There is some Love that hurts to think about…hurts to type about, write about, speak about. The words on the page give no justice to the pain, no feeling to the gap, no warning for the trap. It's the length in-between that starts to eat at the core, it screams to ignore…instead there is more. Questions arise and they never cease, they never go away, they never release. Doubt finds its way in…of course. With force, it sends in heaps of remorse. But, Love is the most powerful thing. An emotion that inevitably ends with a ring. A force that raises the cynic to sing. A renewal that is tied poetically to Spring….These are the thoughts to which I cling. Love is without a doubt, the truest of things.

Love is God and God is Love.

Love is when you lay down your life for another
Whether for your brother, your mother, your father or your sister
Its even laying down your life for your enemies,
That’s unthinkable, but think about that
Love is true

Love: by Jaeson Ma

With Everything

"Open our eyes,
To see the things
That make Your heart cry,
To be the church
That You would desire.
Your Light to be seen."

Yes Lord. May this be the cry of our hearts. With Everything Lord, may we be a church that reflects you Lord. Father, you are Worthy, over and over again. Open our eyes to the things that you desire us to be God. Amen.

I heard this song live at Passion2010 in January. Hillsong was playing a special concert in the main hall, and we got in to see it. Our seats were horrible, but we didn't care. The anointing that was in that room is something that I couldn't begin to explain to any of you. You couldn't understand. The amount of emotions and tears running in that room was so real. People's hearts were changed right then and there. In that moment, God was moving through each person, worshiping or not. Spontaneous prayer, cries to God, dancing, crying, laughing. It was a Holy moment that words can only desperately try to make sense of.

If there was a band that God chose to speak his words to his people, it would be this worship band. I know that seems a bit weird and biased. Say what you will. When you here them in person, you will know what I am talking about. The next best thing is to just listen to them. Here is their song, With Everything.

I LOVE you all, and much progress for those studying or working on a major thesis. Peace

-- Eric
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The leaves in the pages mark points in our lives we wish to remember, where do your leaves fall?

If Love were a memory, I pray to never forget it, and tell everyone about it.

Please grasp this

Tonight was an eye and soul opening experience for myself. Tonight, we went through the Truth Project and delved into the relationships that exist within the trinity and ourselves. There is God the Father, Jesus the Son, and the Holy Spirit. THIS is what we know as the Trinity. The, All in One, Three persons, Trinity.

There are other relationships, like Father Mother, Children. Husband, Wife, Kids, etc. The Thing that was brought to my attentions was this...and I will eventually get to it in a

minute. We know, because the Bible says, that the Holy Spirit resides within us. This was something given to us. We learned about this long ago in sunday school, sunday service, and maybe even youth group. We have been told that this is incredible, but maybe we don't realize exactly why. The reason why....was made very clear to me tonight.

Please grasp this. The Trinity was, is and will always be. This thing is OLD! It has been around since Adam and Eve, Abraham, Moses, and Paul the Apostle. It was around for the beginnings of our country, through the Industrial revolution and the depression. The Recessions and Presidencies. The trinity is GOD. THE TRINITY IS AWESOME. This is my point. This relationship, this amazing group of three.........................invited ME..........to be apart of it. Me. Eric Peterson. I am invited to become apart of it.

Wow.

Please grasp this. When we are now apart of this INCREDIBLE relationship, and we decide to choose other things...We whore ourselves. It may not be easy to hear. Its probably not an easy concepulaization. It is sure easier to say, "I just chose not to spend time with God." But when you know, when "we who are saved" know that We are apart of the greatest and most amazing relationship there has ever been, a relationship that was paid for with blood...A RELATIONSHIP THAT GOD SENT HIS SON TO DIE FOR. JESUS DIED SO THAT YOU MAY BE APART OF THIS TRINITARIAN RELATIONSHIP...when we know this...we are prostituting our time. Thats what it is. It's not pretty, but it's clear. THIS IS TRUTH. When we say, "You know what God, this really isn't doing it for me, I'm gonna go do something else with my time." I cannot help but think that God just sighs, and says, "Why?" HE GAVE IT ALL FOR THIS! We should feel Honor and reverence that God would even allow this relationship to happen. We are allowed to commune with the Christ, talk to God, and walk with the Holy Spirit wherever we go. If I were God, YOU ALL WOULD DRIVE ME CRAZY FOR NOT GETTING THIS!! Praise God that he is Loving, Patient, Kind, and Gracious. It got me. Deep. Please grasp this.

A Good friend of mine once said, "I don't go to my wife and say, 'Alright, lets get our 20 minutes. Lets get this done with.' No. And neither should it be with God. It is a relationship, just like mine with my wife. Only, it's the single greatest relationship we've ever been invited into."

Please grasp this. This entire experience made me realize why I EVER chose other things over the chance to invest myself in this relationship. It has forever changed the way I look and spend "my time," and how I view the beautiful thing that is the trinity, and how I am apart of it. pray always. Amen.

The Plight of the Worker

Stuck. He is stuck. Barricaded in the lower level with his thoughts. He is trapped without a medium out. No way to talk, no way to express. The tasks consume him, drowned him, take him to another place. This place demands him, drags him, gone without a trace. In this hole it's perfection, none less, rigorous, arduous. In it, he feels progress, headway, success. The dichotomy pulls him in both directions, strong emotions keep concentrations. That focal point right here, right now, delivers him, he disavows. It's strength from Him that he derives the will, to keep on going, right up that hill. The top rises sun, through cloud and darkness, beauty overwhelms, words don't express. The plight of the worker, this tale will go on...the distress from the journey, the melody of the song.