Memories with God
I am reading a wonderful book called "Believing God" by Beth Moore. I read something the other day that really spoke to me. I am going through what I like to call “My Foyer” period. See, I like to compare each phase of my life to a certain room of a house. My younger years-I was in a nursery, high school-living room, etc… right now I picture my self in a foyer waiting to turn the knob and step outside into the real world. Well in this period of my life I have been experiencing some uncertainties, I know God has a plan for me, a path to follow but I just want to be sure I’m on the right track. Anyways Beth Moore talked about God’s promises to us and His faithfulness in fulfilling them. She talked about how we make memories with God based on our past history of knowing God and seeing him work in our lives. She said “He has undoubtedly been faithful to you, and your active remembrance of His faithfulness yesterday will greatly increase your willingness to trust Him today.” That sentence made me stop and think about all the times God has been faithful to me. One memory was when I was looking for an internship and He found one for me, another was when I was looking for a job, He came through also. Replaying those memories, re-living the doubt and anxiety, then letting the problem out of my control and into His hands refreshed and helped strengthen my confidence and trust in the belief that God is not only faithful, but that He is Faith.
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Friday, August 26, 2005
Sunday, August 14, 2005
How special is it to have someone wrap their arms around you. We humans crave physical touch- a pat on the back, a hug, even a kiss. Just meditating on this led me to the thought of the heavenly touch. Since I enjoy a earthly embrace, how much more wonderful will it be to be finally in the arms of the Lord. What comfort, security, and love I will find there.
I had a very special weekend with a very special person. And I would like to thank him for his laughter, talks, and patience with this very bad terrible pool player. Brandon I miss you! Not really, I'm just writing this so you will think I do.
I had a very special weekend with a very special person. And I would like to thank him for his laughter, talks, and patience with this very bad terrible pool player. Brandon I miss you! Not really, I'm just writing this so you will think I do.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Thursday, July 28, 2005
The cursed moon mine eyes doth spy
Clouds and stars bosom it with false ambition
Bewitching rays illuminate the sky;
Evoluting from the man with damned pretensions
Innocence is innocent to its evil ways,
Gaze it not upon the imperfections of
But wanton mystery and desire in it lays;
Blameless' errors thus affect of spell
No clover nor horseshoe serve as brave talismen
Its worth outshines seven times impoverished glass
All blame yields until the sight of him
Those that knowledge gained fashion him crass
Even naive in my youth I fathom his wicked mode,
I'll not venture out
Time better spent
Wasted on a toad.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Biggest Fear III
“When I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me? “ Psalms 56:3-4
The answer is exactly that. “What can mortal man do to me?” The world’s opinion means nothing, it is temporary, changeable. Its estimation of my character is written in sand and can easily be blown away. “In God I trust”-not humankind. For eventually my actions, whether self-serving or not will be accountable to Him and only Him. He is the ultimate judge.
Biggest Fear II
Ok so here it goes my biggest fear......Not being considered a genuine person. And that is all encompassing. Now I know that I shouldn't really care what my peers think but lets face it, it is human nature, a human desire to be liked. What I mean by not being considered genuine, is that my actions viewed by others, is thought to be fake. That people might think that I am not a real Christian, that I am not a honest, trustworthy person. That I have alternative motives for any act of kindness or any show of love. I am afraid of being judged, afraid of falling short of expectations and disappointing others. How can I keep this from happening? How can I turn this fear into an act of bravery? I need more time to think, hopefully by the next post I will have reached some supposition.
“When I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me? “ Psalms 56:3-4
The answer is exactly that. “What can mortal man do to me?” The world’s opinion means nothing, it is temporary, changeable. Its estimation of my character is written in sand and can easily be blown away. “In God I trust”-not humankind. For eventually my actions, whether self-serving or not will be accountable to Him and only Him. He is the ultimate judge.
Biggest Fear II
Ok so here it goes my biggest fear......Not being considered a genuine person. And that is all encompassing. Now I know that I shouldn't really care what my peers think but lets face it, it is human nature, a human desire to be liked. What I mean by not being considered genuine, is that my actions viewed by others, is thought to be fake. That people might think that I am not a real Christian, that I am not a honest, trustworthy person. That I have alternative motives for any act of kindness or any show of love. I am afraid of being judged, afraid of falling short of expectations and disappointing others. How can I keep this from happening? How can I turn this fear into an act of bravery? I need more time to think, hopefully by the next post I will have reached some supposition.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Biggest Fear
I was asked not to long ago "What is my biggest fear?" The answer that I gave was in a fact a fear of mine but after meditating on that question, it appeared probably next to last on my list. In trying to identify number one, I came to this conculsion: A fear is of the future. It is something that is assumed to be foreseeable, if a certain path is taken or decision made. And since you know what you are afraid of (and that you view it as having significance) it is your decision to either confront it now in the present or wait around for it. I can't recall where I heard this from, but it has really stuck, "You can't be brave unless you are afraid." I say it to myself when ocassionally, maybe, I might still be afraid of the dark a little, or a disgustingly big roach just happens crawl by me. Eww. More about fears on the next post.
I was asked not to long ago "What is my biggest fear?" The answer that I gave was in a fact a fear of mine but after meditating on that question, it appeared probably next to last on my list. In trying to identify number one, I came to this conculsion: A fear is of the future. It is something that is assumed to be foreseeable, if a certain path is taken or decision made. And since you know what you are afraid of (and that you view it as having significance) it is your decision to either confront it now in the present or wait around for it. I can't recall where I heard this from, but it has really stuck, "You can't be brave unless you are afraid." I say it to myself when ocassionally, maybe, I might still be afraid of the dark a little, or a disgustingly big roach just happens crawl by me. Eww. More about fears on the next post.
Christina
That is Christina on the left. Isn't she beautiful? Well of course you can only see her on the outside but I have had the wonderful opportunity to see her on the inside. And trust me she is nothing short of remarkable. I mean this girl can not only make you laugh at her but make you laugh at yourself as well. She is a talented sketcher, plays the trumpet, and can burp louder than any boy. She one of my bestest friends, my roommate, and my sister in Christ. Watchout guys, if you are interested in her, you have to get through me first. And I can be quiet intimidating.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
The Calm before the Storm
Growing up in Alabama, I experienced multiple Tornados and Hurricanes. My Mom would rush into my room at night, if she heard the warning sirens, and gather me up still clinging to my pillow and put me in our hallway closet. The morning after would usually bring reports of destruction and devastation. Death of family members, homes destroyed, and precious memories lost. The look their faces showed defeat and hopelessness but every once in a while a person would look into the camera and tell their story of loss but instead their eyes showed something of gain. This gain is the strength of their faith. Of having realized that this obstacle can be overcome, of having realized that the same God who created the storm also blesses us with a Rainbow after. Seeing that trust in them has in turn encouraged me to view a mighty squall the same way that King Lear does, with a clinched fisted pointed upward and a shout "Blow wind and crack your cheeks."
Growing up in Alabama, I experienced multiple Tornados and Hurricanes. My Mom would rush into my room at night, if she heard the warning sirens, and gather me up still clinging to my pillow and put me in our hallway closet. The morning after would usually bring reports of destruction and devastation. Death of family members, homes destroyed, and precious memories lost. The look their faces showed defeat and hopelessness but every once in a while a person would look into the camera and tell their story of loss but instead their eyes showed something of gain. This gain is the strength of their faith. Of having realized that this obstacle can be overcome, of having realized that the same God who created the storm also blesses us with a Rainbow after. Seeing that trust in them has in turn encouraged me to view a mighty squall the same way that King Lear does, with a clinched fisted pointed upward and a shout "Blow wind and crack your cheeks."
Saturday, July 09, 2005
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