The view from where I'm sitting...
The church picnic yesterday was misery redefined. It was so hot and miserably humid. And breezes were rare. I am not one of those overly sweaty persons, but I was drenched head to toe. My hair looked like I'd gotten it wet. All that sweat, and too much humidity for it to dry. Ew. Still, the experience was redeemed with one good conversation. Funny how it can happen that way.
The past two months have been really stinky. Spiritual warfare to the max. Now I've gotten some clarity in the whole thing and wow...there's been a whole lot at stake in this. Gotta wonder what is so threatening to the enemy that he's gone so far out of his way to meddle so deeply. Not that it matters. I know what I have to do now. And I'm in the process of doing it. It could potentially cost me something dear. That would be hard. But I have to believe that if the Lord leads me here, He will preserve what He wants me to have, and if He doesn't want me to have it, I'm wisest to let go of it anyway. No matter how attached to it I might be. Easier said than done. But I want to obey. I need the blessing of obedience more than I need what I want. But that doesn't mean I don't want what I want. I'm still stuck in the earth suit, and the earth suit has a big thing for tantruming for what it wants. Nevertheless, even with the risk of losing something precious to me, I am at peace with the course of action set before me. I know it's what God has asked of me.
Sometimes it's so easy to forget just how temporary life is. I won't be here long. I'm not here just to survive. I'm here to build the kingdom. I'm not really interested in furthering Christian culture. I'm about discovering Christ and following Him. I really don't think it looks like we tend to make it sound like in church. Jesus Freaks are freaks even in most churches. I want to spend my days Jesus Freakin', and I want to care less and less about the reaction of religious people who are offended by Freakdom. I want to be sold out...I want to be owned by Jesus. May I never have any other master...
And now for something completely different...Inside Out Reese Cups are way tasty!
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The past two months have been really stinky. Spiritual warfare to the max. Now I've gotten some clarity in the whole thing and wow...there's been a whole lot at stake in this. Gotta wonder what is so threatening to the enemy that he's gone so far out of his way to meddle so deeply. Not that it matters. I know what I have to do now. And I'm in the process of doing it. It could potentially cost me something dear. That would be hard. But I have to believe that if the Lord leads me here, He will preserve what He wants me to have, and if He doesn't want me to have it, I'm wisest to let go of it anyway. No matter how attached to it I might be. Easier said than done. But I want to obey. I need the blessing of obedience more than I need what I want. But that doesn't mean I don't want what I want. I'm still stuck in the earth suit, and the earth suit has a big thing for tantruming for what it wants. Nevertheless, even with the risk of losing something precious to me, I am at peace with the course of action set before me. I know it's what God has asked of me.
Sometimes it's so easy to forget just how temporary life is. I won't be here long. I'm not here just to survive. I'm here to build the kingdom. I'm not really interested in furthering Christian culture. I'm about discovering Christ and following Him. I really don't think it looks like we tend to make it sound like in church. Jesus Freaks are freaks even in most churches. I want to spend my days Jesus Freakin', and I want to care less and less about the reaction of religious people who are offended by Freakdom. I want to be sold out...I want to be owned by Jesus. May I never have any other master...
And now for something completely different...Inside Out Reese Cups are way tasty!
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