Ellie Rae

I love exegesis. Exegesis loves me. ughughugh.

Mon, 21 May 2012 17:31:53 -0400

I love exegesis.

Exegesis loves me.

ughughugh.

song.

Fri, 06 Apr 2012 22:29:00 -0400

I’m runnin’ towards you and
you’re runnin’ towards me.
we will meet
and you’ll satisfy me.

"Stop playing footsies; Burn the ships"

Sat, 10 Mar 2012 19:15:37 -0500

“Stop playing footsies; Burn the ships”

- Pastor Craig

The Miscommunication In This Home

Sat, 11 Feb 2012 23:44:28 -0500

Zoe: Everybody clap your hands!
Dad: Everybody crap your pants?!

and He will also bring it to pass

Mon, 23 Jan 2012 03:06:31 -0500

ugh. to be faithful in the small things… that is just so hard sometimes.

In the middle of feeling insecure, be faithful.
While not having a job and relying on other people’s finances for life, be faithful.
When there’s only brotherly relationships with men, be faithful.
Following a rebuke from the Lord, be faithful.
Following a rebuke from people, be faithful.
When you’ve been falsely accused, be faithful.
In the middle of a cruel word spoken, be faithful.
When the future is a jumbled puzzle without a clear starting point, be faithful.
When God hasn’t said any words to you for some time, be faithful.
If relationships with people are really stressful, be faithful.
When submitting to parents and other authority, be faithful.
When you haven’t been home in weeks, be faithful.
If you feel trampled on, be faithful.
When you FAIL, be faithful.
When you succeed, be faithful.
While doing the weekly requirements, be faithful.
When you’re doing really well, be faithful.
While letting the Lord into the dustly closets of your heart, be faithful.
When given great opportunities, be faithful.
For He is Faithful.

"God has been listening to your conversation and the amount of glory that you are walking in today is..."

Mon, 16 Jan 2012 01:25:54 -0500

“God has been listening to your conversation and the amount of glory that you are walking in today is a direct result of the things you talk about.”

- Pastor Ed Polreich

I die.

Mon, 09 Jan 2012 03:22:09 -0500

I die.

"Faithful, You’re always faithful. True, You’re always true. You never leave me,..."

Wed, 28 Dec 2011 13:12:05 -0500

“Faithful, You’re always faithful. True, You’re always true. You never leave me, You’re always with me. You’re good. You’re good.”

- ihop worship team.

Awkward Family Photos.You just can’t get enough of them!

Fri, 23 Dec 2011 00:53:53 -0500

Awkward Family Photos.
You just can’t get enough of them!

lifeLifeLIFE

Mon, 12 Dec 2011 01:54:38 -0500

this life is crazy.
I chose this season to put myself in.
I need direction.
The Lord is stu-retchiiiiing me. x10
I love the Lord. I love SL. I love people.
I’m dramatic. I’m confused. I’m annoyed. I’m pleased. I’m frightened. I’m encouraged.
Boldly, I come.

what I happened to stumble upon: the mustache mug!

Mon, 05 Dec 2011 02:22:00 -0500

what I happened to stumble upon:

the mustache mug!

fambabam.

Thu, 24 Nov 2011 00:56:00 -0500

Tomorrow is the infamous day… We’ll all stuff ourselves to the brim (or probably past that point), enjoy some nice company, probably watch some football, indulge in delicious sweets, maybe say a nice prayer or two, and hopefully a nap will slip its way in the day! All these things are lovely, they’re the things that make it Thanksgiving…

This morning, we thanked the Lord for all sorts of things, His blood, our lives, Spokane, friendships, etc. I’ve been thinking all day (probably because I’ve been home for almost the entirety of it), I am SOOO grateful for my fambly, as we like to call it. We are the Roberts Clan.

Yes, this is another one of those long, deep moments from Ellie. (Micaiah tells me my posts are always too long.) But I can’t help but express how much I love them, to pieces. to eternity. for forever.
There’s no people that are above them on the list, no one else I can fully be myself with, none other that I laugh and cry the most with, no other person that I can be at ease with. they’re amazing.
called.anointed.hilarious.crazy.cheeseballs.girly.manly.honoring.hard-working.genuine.really-super-intense.competitive.faith-filled.redeemed.reformed.exuberant.life-giving… and so much more.
I can’t express it enough! Lord. thank YOU for the gift of family.

“Linda is merely a woman…”

Thu, 24 Nov 2011 00:14:17 -0500

“Linda is merely a woman…”

of course, it’s impossible to want to watch all of this,...

Sat, 19 Nov 2011 22:47:55 -0500

of course, it’s impossible to want to watch all of this, but this is going on. right now.

re:

Sat, 19 Nov 2011 18:04:00 -0500

:formation

I’m about to start a journey. It starts today. I don’t know where it leads, not the work it entails, no idea of who will be involved, or the revelation about to be received. One thing I know: there’s a YES in my spirit to do what He is asking of me. To pursue truth, His Kingdom, His ideas, His purpose and plan for my life, the lives directly around mine, the church, the city, and the nation. Not that I can accomplish this. Not that I think I will discover every key to every part around me. But that in my searching, I will find; in my knocking, doors will be opened; in my desperation, His face will be seen. Your heartbeat, God.

I ain't got no satisfaction.

Fri, 11 Nov 2011 01:11:18 -0500

It seems like every time I do one of these Tumblr dealio’s,

I’m having a weird day.

Ugh, is all I really have to say.

Yes, the Lord’s doing marvelous things…

challenging me on how I view leadership,

requiring me to step into the uncomfortable,

humbling me to take the lowest place,

transforming my misconceptions,

healing my wounded, bitter heart,

plucking the false things in me (those nasty little devils).

So, I’m thrilled about all this, I really am.

Just. hm. I feel a wrestling inside myself, and think.

Is it warfare? I believe so… something about this conference coming up that convinces me so.

Is it deep rooted issues? I believe so. Searching my heart.

Is it normal? I believe so. Although, I can’t have much more of it.

and the last: When shall it pass? Is it a season, a moment, a simple struggle?

So, I’m breaking things off, taking thoughts captive, and the like…
but it just doesn’t seem to be the answer.
And I think… does this mean more contending? Or a deliverance of an anxious thing in me? Or do I rest in knowing GOD will do all things good?

Yes, to all three. ugh and more ughs.
Amen.

today.

Mon, 31 Oct 2011 10:47:00 -0400

pumpkins,leaves,creepy,sneaky,cats,orange,black,fall,freezingcold,sweaters,scarves,mittens,hats,dressup,kids,candy,slavechocolate,moon,doorbellsring,annoying.

fja;sldkjfa.

Mon, 24 Oct 2011 09:59:23 -0400

Oh, this weekend has too many hundreds of things and feelings I could write about.

BUT! It’s 6:52, Monday morning, and I must only give a few details. (PTL)

KINGDOM: The ideas both Patti Amsden and Ryan Williams brought are revolutionizing my life. I see, pray, act.. different. What Kingdom is coming forth through my own personal alters?

CONSECRATION: The higher level of devotion, the greater the influence. Mmm! Bring it!

RESTORATION: Realizing that 7/8 of us that were in the dance all formerly went to the same church, where brokenness abounds of the people who used to go there. God brought restoration to our hearts, and in our generation. It felt like a moving testimony of the power and grace of God!

ANOINTING: Rick’s word about being in a generation where anointing is common. SO convicting! Reminds me of John Bevere’s book about how just because the donkey spoke the word of the Lord, doesn’t mean he was close to God’s heart. Let me not be someone who sees signs, wonders, and miracles, and never even know Him.

REFORMATION: Oh, this is a weighty subject! MERCY!

SERVANTHOOD: Take me to the lowest place, God. Humble me. (Those were the prayers from the last few weeks from my heart!) Oh, and He did just that! I feel a new willingness to serve. If it means missing parts for the greater good, shoot, I’ll do it! Make me like Jesus.

there’s much more, but the time has come for me to do other last-minute homework!

All things serious, here.

Sun, 16 Oct 2011 21:25:06 -0400

All things serious, here.

Internal Frustration

Sun, 16 Oct 2011 21:21:00 -0400

I open my eyes, suddenly. Lying towards the ceiling, I see nothing. The white walls are barren. A steady beep. beep. beep. resounds inside my ears. It’s all I hear. I look around and find no one in sight. Where am I? I think to myself. And how in the world did I get here?

There’s an uncolored telephone to my right, seemingly unused. A phone call appears necessary at this point, so I lift my hand and reach up to grab the pristine handle.

But my hand won’t move.

I struggle in trying to move the left hand; it’s not budging. My focus travels, instead from the white walls of despair, to the rest of my motionless body. I look down, finding stitching all the way down the center of my chest. I gasp. What is this?

My mind begins racing. What’s this from? Like a repeating record, I play memories, conversations, actions. None of them conclude to this! I try and lift my hands to feel the incision, but they just won’t move. I try to scream. Maybe this is just a bad dream? Nothing comes out of my mouth.

Will it scar? Is it noticeable? I have no recollection of why there was even a reason to split open my chest.

A man walks in the room. Tall, with dark hair. His eyes are kind. He’s wearing latex gloves with a baby blue uniform matching the cap on his head. He smiles, politely. “We were successful. You may leave when your body recovers.”

What?! What does this mean? A small squeak managed to make it out of my mouth.

“Ah, you’re still numb,” he says. “Let me explain.”

Finally, some answers! I still am unable to move my limbs, my eyes scanning the room for anything that would tell me what was going on.

“We decided to give you open heart surgery. There were a few areas that needed special attention, just small infections. You don’t need to worry, we plucked them right out. We’ll release you in no time!”

I couldn’t believe it! OPEN HEART SURGERY?! Without my permission! If I could see myself, I’m sure my face would be the hue of a fresh tomatoe! The beeps are getting louder and more frequent.

“Shhh.” he whispers gently. “We want you to stay relaxed. Don’t get too excited. When you signed the papers, you said we could do whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted, however we wanted. This was your choice. Don’t you remember?”

The memories began to flood in. Of course I remember signing that sheet! Years ago, in a room just like this… I think a few plants lined the room, then. How could I have forgotten those stinkin’ papers? Did I really mean it when I signed on the dotted line? Frustrated, I began to cry.

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This is the only way I can describe it. In story form. A friend of mine mentioned today, about what God is doing, “It’s like open heart surgery, and your stuff is just out there, wide open on the table.” I was thinking about that statement, today, as I cleaned the floors of my home. Open heart surgery, yes. But people schedule their surgery’s! Especially major ones like that!

But I am apart of His Kingdom. Where His way stands eternal. His thoughts are greater than mine, His words always true. His presence always Holy, He isalways just. I’m not even sure what the Lord is doing in me at this moment. All I know is it’s uncomfortable. Yet, He reminds me, “You gave me the keys. You said ‘any area.’ ” And, He’s right, of course. I did say that. I just didn’t mean at inconvenient times, in inconvenient ways. I just didn’t mean for others to know or understand or participate in the surgery on my heart.

But, alas, I will lean not on my own understanding. In all my ways, I’ll aknowledge Him, knowing He will make my paths straight. :)