Show me open hands and I'll give you the world.
See me with wide eyes, and I'll show you the heavens.
Leave your possessions and I'll give you eternity.
Open hands, open adventures, SING PRAISE.
Where you Go, I'll Go.
Swallowing pride, laying burdens down, and trusting that my place at the feet of the cross is exactly where I am suppose to be.
Taking strides towards my heart and away from society's. Practicing patience and pushing with perseverance. Creating new finish lines that seem too flexible to be definite.
Working on loving intentionally, shifting through loneliness, and laughing through healing.
Celebrate, Jesus conquered the grave and He conquered death - I've got to trust that He can conquer me and my big heart, heavy with pride, and burdened with thoughts of what if's and "What will they say" thoughts...
He can conquer me.
He has conquered me.
He continues to conquer me.
Because I am not, but I know I AM.
Taking strides towards my heart and away from society's. Practicing patience and pushing with perseverance. Creating new finish lines that seem too flexible to be definite.
Working on loving intentionally, shifting through loneliness, and laughing through healing.
Celebrate, Jesus conquered the grave and He conquered death - I've got to trust that He can conquer me and my big heart, heavy with pride, and burdened with thoughts of what if's and "What will they say" thoughts...
He can conquer me.
He has conquered me.
He continues to conquer me.
Because I am not, but I know I AM.
Growing.
The Yearbook crew gave me a CD with all the pictures we've taken throughout the year in P.E. and I focused on this one. A photograph taken at one of our first walking clubs in November. What I do know is how hard this month was for me, how much pain I was feeling from broken relationships and wrestling nights with God. What I don't remember is how I reacted. I don't remember being strong and I don't remember expressing much joy. This picture says differently. Amidst the storm, I walked out of the boat and stayed faithful. I know that things I never imagined happening did, and I was asked to step up to the plate. God needed me. He didn't need my pain or my sorrow, He needed me to wake up and get to school. He needed me to love on and teach those beautiful kiddos. That was urgent. He needed me to lay my burdens down and pick up those of my wonderful community. It was my cross to carry and his light that would shine through that darkness. To be honest, I was really glad to see this photo. What felt like a broken heart at the time, appears to be a reflection of something beautiful - something beautiful that only comes from God. Am I asking for a round of applause? I hope that is not how you are reading this. I reminding everyone that God still works. God still pushes, still uses, and still chooses you - even when the dumpster seems like a more appealing place then your own heart. Stay faithful friends - His good work is being completed through you.
clean hearts.
What is clouding your thoughts, your prayers, and your heart?
Tonight at church, before taking communion we were reminded that before accepting the bread and blood of Christ we should have clean hearts. The goosebumps came, the tears started rolling, and I realized that my heart is in the crummiest of all crummy places. Asking for forgiveness has not been on the forefront of my mind, and boy oh boy has it been showing in my actions.
Toxicity in my life has been consuming the way I think - and my choices in faith have not remained steadfast in prayer or petition. I'm not vouching for an overnight change, I know that where I am at now is a result of choices - and that choices will bring me back to the dependency and reliance on God that I long for.
These tough choices I see at as my kryptonite, the toxic things that have defeated me. I vote for change and for me change is starting with purging and ridding my life of those things that choose the world and hinder me from craving God. The things I couldn't physically put in a trash can, I wrote on paper and threw away (I would burn them, but forest fires happen frequently around here).
Toxic choices, toxic relationships, toxic words, toxic influences, toxic religions, etc....
Considering I had the pleasure of seeing 6 rainbows this spring break, I am praying and hoping that I will continued to be reminded of the promises that God has given us. I am praying that I will make choices that remove toxicity and focus on being contaminated by the love and peace of Jesus.
Food for Thought.
1 John 2:16
1 Thess. 5:21-22
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| Seattle reminded me of beauty amidst gloom. |
Tonight at church, before taking communion we were reminded that before accepting the bread and blood of Christ we should have clean hearts. The goosebumps came, the tears started rolling, and I realized that my heart is in the crummiest of all crummy places. Asking for forgiveness has not been on the forefront of my mind, and boy oh boy has it been showing in my actions.
Toxicity in my life has been consuming the way I think - and my choices in faith have not remained steadfast in prayer or petition. I'm not vouching for an overnight change, I know that where I am at now is a result of choices - and that choices will bring me back to the dependency and reliance on God that I long for.
These tough choices I see at as my kryptonite, the toxic things that have defeated me. I vote for change and for me change is starting with purging and ridding my life of those things that choose the world and hinder me from craving God. The things I couldn't physically put in a trash can, I wrote on paper and threw away (I would burn them, but forest fires happen frequently around here).
Toxic choices, toxic relationships, toxic words, toxic influences, toxic religions, etc....
Considering I had the pleasure of seeing 6 rainbows this spring break, I am praying and hoping that I will continued to be reminded of the promises that God has given us. I am praying that I will make choices that remove toxicity and focus on being contaminated by the love and peace of Jesus.
Food for Thought.
1 John 2:16
1 Thess. 5:21-22
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