:no negotiations:

"The altar is not a negotiation table" Believe it. Know it. Father, pierce me.


Today im gonna hit the big city and get my Christmas shopping done. I like the holidays, but Christmas has become so materialistic. I hope in some way our gift giving is a shadow of the wise men who traveled for 1-3 years in search of the Christ child. That we can step back for just a moment and fall softly to our knees in the snow to remember the innocence of our youth. Have we forgotten how to hold our hearts? We trap our deepest and truest emotions within us. Advent starts today, ever my mom started the tradition with us it has been one of my favorites. It stops the world from turning so fast- when everyone else is rushing around I can gaze upon a manger. Im realizing the revolutionary nature of my faith- the Son of God left the throne of heaven to come as a helpless baby. This must be love.



Counting down, expecting latest, greatest
Newest model maybe, hope
Wishing, hoping, praying
To outdo the Joneses

Squalor, impulse, crowding, tis the season
Do the days turn just for these?
Savior born in manger
Please forgive us born in the Inn

Heaven tomorrow
Heaven, my chance to have it all
See all my glimmering weakness
Here's my world, come on will You come in?
Brought to my knees
Child I'll play for You

Child enters in this world, it's broken
Angels sing and men sleep the night
Though it's brazen and defiant
Please be born in my heart

Heaven tomorrow
Heaven, skies open, pour out hope

~Ace Troubleshooter.

o come, let us adore Him.