Wrestling with God

I've noticed that these past few months have been a constant wrestling match with God.

and today, I have become content with that.

People often think wrestling with God is a sin, but it's not. It's a sign of intimacy, because you can't wrestle with someone who is far away!

The Sting of Death Cuts Deep

The sting of death cuts deep.

However, not nearly as deep as her family will experience.

Tonight a young girl lost her life in a car crash.

It's in moments like this when I go to the Lord in prayer and I can't think of the words to say...

"God please uplift her family, be with them, comfort them, love on them, let them know you're near."

But not even this covers what this family needs at the present moment.

It is now when I reminded that God is God and I don't have to instruct Him in what to do.

He knows precisely what to do. He knows everything that needs to be done and He is doing it.

It is now when I am reminded of what is important. Not the two hour infuriating meeting I just sat through at work, but every single moment spent with the people I love. Every laugh, every tear, every conversation.

It is now that I remember what is most important, letting the world know that Jesus loves them. That He has conquered death. That He has promised to be with us. That He promises us healing. He promises us Heaven. He promises us unconditional love. He does not condemn, He simply loves everyone. His arms are open wide and He is ready to accept anyone and everyone.

We need to take every moment and live it. Take it in. Realize the beauty of life. We are here for a short time. We have a purpose, to let His light shine. Let us bring it to the masses. Change lives. Revive souls.

Lord, it is solely in you that I find strength.

You, Oh Lord, are eternal.

A Mud Puddle

AHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I have a plan in mind.
His is different!

Isn't that how it always happens?

The sad thing is I know His plan is 100 times better than anything I could ever come up with.

I heard a story recently it goes something like this. " My son loves sand and the water so we were going to take him to the beach. As we are walking towards the hill that the ocean would be over, my son begins playing in a muddle puddle. We tried reasoning with him, explaining what was on the other side of the hill, but he insisted on playing in this puddle."

So that's a really dulled down version. But isn't it the truth? Instead of investigating God's plan for us, which is far bigger than we could ever imagine(the ocean), we would rather go forth with our own (the mud puddle).

I don't want to be stuck in this mud puddle. My purpose is to serve Him. He can guide my life.

I Serve a God Who Knows

It's good to know I serve a God who knows what it is like to carry the weightiness of this world.

And that He loves me. But not just me, He loves everyone.

He has given me freedom and a shoulder to lean on and I am thankful for that.

Fail. I forgot to blog yesterday!

I saw this woman in Chipotle today who I believe was trying to steal my wallet. She was wearing this extremely thick and long winter jacket and a blue.and white crocheted beanie. She was looking at the art on the wall and when I walked back to my table from getting a drink she was taken back by my presence. She smiled, she was missing a few teeth but it was a pleasant smile. She was a mysterious woman. I would like to know her story.

Fail.

So I failed to blog a consistent 40 days.

BUT I mean I'm blogging right now right?

To be fair I was in North Carolina, unable to get to the computer...

Rambling...

I'm learning how to play guitar, let's just say music is not one of my gifts.

I'm also realizing that I am a Jack of many trades, which makes it hard to focus on one thing and become really good at it. In other words I'm good at many things but great at nothing... fail.

I "committed" to eating treats ( chocolate, ice cream, cookies...)only 4 times a week. This may seem like a lot but for someone with the worlds largest sweet tooth it's quite the reduction. I'm also only going to eat out only twice a week. Ugh, I love Chipotle.

I also realized how much importance we put on money theses days. I was inserting my debit card into the gas pump and it dawned on me " this card makes life go round." I really don't like the idea of that. I mean you put it through a shredder and it is destroyed in five seconds. You light a bank vault on fire and POOF it's as if those millions of dollars never existed...

If money is your only goal, I strongly suggest you find a new one...

Tomorrow is going to be a loooong day.