mmm....I love Beautiful Spring days! This weather makes me want to go fishing and lay in tall grass to watch clouds go by.
Oh, and ever notice how seasons have certain smells? I was discussing this with my sister the other day. Spring smells like light flowers and clean air. Summer smells like sun-warmed, fresh cut grass and humidity. Autumn smells like crunchy leaves and that cool, clear after-the-rain smell. And winter...well, i'm not sure if winter has a specific smell, my nose is usually too cold to tell if if there is one. Sorry, winter.
I love that.
Seasons make me happy.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
I don't know where life is headed...though it would be so helpful to know!
Sometimes I catch myself worrying about how I am going to pay for college loans, how I am going to find a job, where I am going to live after college, and what I am going to actually DO with my life. I know it will all work out, because thats how God works...but it is certainly hard to remember that sometimes. I know God has called me into ministry. I know God has put me here in Mississippi for now. I know that I have a heart for people...and God is writing my story. : ) I want to live a great story.
I also sometimes wonder if I don't mess things up for God. Imagine trying to compose a beautiful painting: you know what you want the final result to look like, but everytime you make a different stroke of the brush, another person grabs the brush from your hand and starts painting the picture they think you are trying to depict. That would be so frustrating! I don't want that for my life. I want God and God alone to be the one composing my story. Hands off, self! I am afraid that I may mess something up by a bad decision or by jumping into something without his guidance. It is all too easy to say a quick, token-prayer, assume God is saying ok, then do exactly what I want to do. This needs to not be.
So God, here I am,
I am flawed, make me beautiful
I am weak, be my strength
I am lost, give me purpose
I am the headstrong child, you are the loving father
Teach me. Change me. And turn my heart toward you.
Sometimes I catch myself worrying about how I am going to pay for college loans, how I am going to find a job, where I am going to live after college, and what I am going to actually DO with my life. I know it will all work out, because thats how God works...but it is certainly hard to remember that sometimes. I know God has called me into ministry. I know God has put me here in Mississippi for now. I know that I have a heart for people...and God is writing my story. : ) I want to live a great story.
I also sometimes wonder if I don't mess things up for God. Imagine trying to compose a beautiful painting: you know what you want the final result to look like, but everytime you make a different stroke of the brush, another person grabs the brush from your hand and starts painting the picture they think you are trying to depict. That would be so frustrating! I don't want that for my life. I want God and God alone to be the one composing my story. Hands off, self! I am afraid that I may mess something up by a bad decision or by jumping into something without his guidance. It is all too easy to say a quick, token-prayer, assume God is saying ok, then do exactly what I want to do. This needs to not be.
So God, here I am,
I am flawed, make me beautiful
I am weak, be my strength
I am lost, give me purpose
I am the headstrong child, you are the loving father
Teach me. Change me. And turn my heart toward you.
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