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048Just Like a True Companion

posted by John Northrup on August 1st, 2008

Baby I’ve been searching like everybody else
Can’t say nothing different about myself
Sometimes I’m an angel and sometimes I’m cruel
And when it comes to love I’m just another fool
Yes, I’ll climb a mountain - I’m gonna swim the sea
There ain’t no act of God girl could keep you safe from me
My arms are reaching out - out across this canyon
I’m asking you to be my true companion

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047I. Am. Bent.

posted by John Northrup on July 28th, 2008

John Piper expressed it rightly when he said that we as Christians are “bent in such a way that we have an inner drive to proclaim the gospel of Christ”. It then becomes a question of will you follow that calling that God has placed on your heart and take an active stance. In looking for way to describe how I feel about Elements Bold as Love initiative I had to look no further than the words of Jay Campbell White:

Most men are not satisfied with the permanent output of their lives. Nothing can wholly satisfy the life of Christ within His followers except the adoption of Christ’s purpose toward the world He came to redeem. Fame, pleasure and riches are but husks and ashes in contrast with the boundless and abiding joy of working with God for the fulfillment of His eternal plans. The men who are putting everything into Christ’s undertaking are getting out of life its sweetest and most priceless rewards.

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045In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning

posted by John Northrup on July 13th, 2008

As I lay awake at 2:30 in the morning with my mind running wide open I reach for the iPod Shuffle that I keep on the nightstand. Deftly I fumble for the play button in the dark and all of asudden there’s Mr. Sinatra - telling me exactly what my problem is!

In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie awake and think about the girl
And never ever think of counting sheep

Exactly!!

In the wee small hours of the morning
Thats the time you miss her most of all

MmmmHmmmm…

Now that we’ve found out why I’m wake Frank, could we have some sleepy time music? Thanks!

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