Flowers for a New Day
I bought some flowers to put on my desk today. It's one of those days. A much needed pick-me-up kind of day. It's most likely a combination of things that has made this day so far one to be fully lived. Perhaps it was that yesterday, both the morning devotion at work and the 'message' at the house last night was on faith. A different concept was thrown at me...that Christ has faith in me to further His kingdom. Hard for me to swallow. Nonetheless (one of my favorite sentence-beginners), the righteous will live by faith. The word patience means faith under...pressure.
The day also got off to a grand start after hitting the snooze umpteen times (about an hour's worth), I drove to work looking at purple mountain's majesty. Amazing.
Productivity at work didn't hurt things, either.
So yay for a new day, a new attitude, and hope. I hope hope for you.
Waiting
Going back to timing. I'm resolved to wait, not idly, but intentionally living obediently and actively, waiting.
Faith is a funny thing.
Life is a messy thing.
Christ-following is hard, but good.
My "Mary's Song"
I'm mentoring a 13 year old girl. She's incredible. We're going through the book of Luke together. I encouraged her to write her own song to God, just like Mary did. I couldn't encourage her to do one and not compose one myself. Here's mine (See Luke 1).
God never ceases to amaze me.
He has brought me to this place
At this exact time
So that I can experience His blessings
And see Him at work all around me.
I am so thankful to be here
To feel right at home in this new place.
Praise God for He is merciful
And He is faithful
Remembering my prayers of years ago
He continues to work in my life
As I call on Him, choose to follow Him
And live my life according to the Word.
May I never forget His love, His way of making
Clear paths for me.
May I constantly point to Him
With my words, with my attitude
People, please understand that God is mighty
Jesus Christ is the savior, redeemer and peace
Of this thing we call life.
becoming
I asked a friend of mine last night, "Who do you want to be?" Funny thing is, all of his answers were wrapped up in 'doing'. He was even perplexed at the question. I'm convinced that this American culture thing, for all the good ther is, there is something we've lost in our 'do, do, do' world. In the past few years, and even more so recently, I have been challenged to think of this life thing as becoming and not doing. That surely takes away lots of perfectionism, it did for me anyway. Also makes things a lot harder. I can hide behind my duties, my work. It's hard to cover up when I'm more focused on becoming. It's a deeper existence. Surely I can't, and don't want to, do it on my own. That's the other hard part. Doing is such an individual act. Becoming involves others...as iron sharpens iron. Being just oozes otherness. So think about it...who do you want to be or who are you becoming? How can today be a day of becoming the woman or man you're created to be?
Live well, laugh often, love much.
Getting on Board
Starting to get on board with this whole on-line journaling thing. Mostly what's on my mind these days is the importance of community, enjoying the journey and connecting with others to help them along in this thing called life.
