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photos | 3. simplicity saturday: i am but a servant

This is part of a series of pictures that were taken in late July 2008 when our family took a holiday in Salzburg. Each photo, in its own way, reminds me of the beauty of simplicity. I post one here every Saturday. To view in a larger format, click on the image. --Troy

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photos | 2. simplicity saturday: time and light are relative

This is part of a series of pictures that were taken in late July 2008 when our family took a holiday in Salzburg. Each photo, in its own way, reminds me of the beauty of simplicity. I post one here every Saturday. To view in a larger format, click on the image. --Troy

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journal | beauty matters

My 8 year old son reminded me of something recently: Beauty matters.

While looking at a marble fountain, he wondered: "Dad, why do people make fountains?"

I thought for a second and said, "To make the world a beautiful place. It's important to make beautiful things because God made things beautiful."

He still does.

journal | grace cannot become excessive

God’s grace is the landfall after 134 solitary days at sea. It is the one thing for which you have long awaited and the only thing that can save you.

It is, in fact, easier to find than the speck on a world map, yet somehow eludes us like an uncharted island. As long as you keep rowing, you will always keep going in circles, forever destined to remain adrift and lost. Cease your striving and let the current take you. It will carry you where you need to go. Have but a little faith, or, if not, at least give up, for mercy’s sake.

God’s grace is the only thing that rescued me. Yet, somehow, I take up the oars again as if paradise is somehow lacking.

We have too little faith in the power of forgiveness. Our problem is that we place too little hope in grace, not too much, yet we often act as though grace could somehow become excessive. But all grace is a gift from an infinite God and is therefore always limitless. Grace could no more become excessive than worms could become omnipotent.

We do not trust the sufficiency of God’s goodness, truth be told. We’d rather bet on our tired, hungry, frailty. But without forgiveness we have no hope. Without infinite grace, we are lost. Without grace we are but worms trying to scale Everest. We do not realize that, far from reaching the heights, we have actually sunk below the depths, like worms, and we are longing, longing for landfall, now long in coming.

And when we reach that shore, we shall be changed. Grace is life. You can never have too much of it.

photos | 1. simplicity saturday: waiting

I took these pictures in late July 2008 when our family took a holiday in Salzburg. During that holiday, we visited an outdoor museum. Each photo, in its own way, reminds me of the beauty of simplicity. Each Saturday, I'll post one here. To see the photo in a larger format, click on the image. --Troy

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