Thursday, May 19, 2011

#8

I've been thinking. The weary need rest. right? An obedient spirit receives favor? and wisdom comes from being obedient right? I'm thinking all these things. and realizing through logic, trek with me here, if gaining wisdom from being obedient means resting when you are weary, then you will receive favor. Wow. What a sentence full. My brain hurts :)

But in all seriousness, I realized I was going to fast. Not really pacing myself and expecting I could do so much that I probably couldn't. Now that I've rearranged some things I have more time to do what I need and do what my mother has said. This is all good. The Bible also promises that I will have a long life if I honor my parents. Well all these things came crashing down on me. I'm not superwoman, wonderwoman, batwoman, catwoman, whoever else the super heros are. I never believed I was, but I did believe I could handle more than I could chew, and quite honestly, I knew it. I was embarrassed. That should have been the first sign. But did I listen? Of course not. Thankfully 1 email sent me over the edge and I completely reconstructed everything I had thought I had built and could do. My life is now 10x simpler. Praise the One who paid my debt! I feel as if I just took a breath and I didn't even realize I was holding it. Wow.

Anyways. Now that that is out of the way, it has made me put some other things on hold that I would have liked. And who's to say that they won't happen when I want them too:)
They probably won't.


This post is just going to be a bunch of things I've learned/thought/whatever and just haven't had time to write them down.
I was thinking about tears the other day. Tears : messengers for the soul. Sometimes good, often times bad/sad. But nevertheless, messengers. What a simple thing. How creative is God to create sometime so small and simple but speaks volumes. He is amazing I tell you. And if you ever have a real good cry fest, you know where you're ballin and tears are flowing. The Bible says he keeps records of every tear. EVERY TEAR. For Vivian Leigh Turner, that would fill a library. haha. He is that big. He hurts when I hurt. He rejoices when I rejoice, He is sad when I am sad. The tears are sacred although often spilled. When He is near, and I am weak, strong, encouraged, mostly humbled, I cry. Those are my favorite tears. To be in such a presence of God that my tears won't stop. Maybe those are His favorite too.

Wow. I'm so glad to be back in Auburn.
Got some new Chacos today. To say I am excited is probably the understatement of the week. They are children's Chacos with aliens on them :) Here they are: Alien Chacos
Sweet!
Well that's it for now..


By the way, I am loving the Bible Zane got me for my birthday. Seriously. Beautiful.
And I wanna be closer to Him, so I'm diving in, abandoned before the Lord, and searching for His heart. What a beautiful Journey it's been. :)

Peace n' Blessins

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