God's Word is faith food.
The more you read it, speak it, andhear it, the stronger your faith will grow.
Ponder that awhile... What does your faith diet consist of? Are you about to starve? What's that old saying... "you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink". Sad isn't it.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Monday, March 12, 2007
Blog on demand!
(upon prompting through email)
Sometimes life is crazy, sometimes life slips through our fingers… we spend so much time in the state of anxiety or worry or fear that we forget to live.
God’s been talking to me a lot lately, His voice is muffled because I’ve been trying so hard not to hear certain things and He just doesn’t work that way, you can’t say “this area of my life is yours, but this one is all mine” and expect a good relationship with Him.
I can see the changes and I can hear his requests… my hope is that if you are where I am, you pause, look with sincerity of heart and you wait because somewhere right in front of you God has something He’s asking you to do.
Sometimes life is crazy, sometimes life slips through our fingers… we spend so much time in the state of anxiety or worry or fear that we forget to live.
God’s been talking to me a lot lately, His voice is muffled because I’ve been trying so hard not to hear certain things and He just doesn’t work that way, you can’t say “this area of my life is yours, but this one is all mine” and expect a good relationship with Him.
I can see the changes and I can hear his requests… my hope is that if you are where I am, you pause, look with sincerity of heart and you wait because somewhere right in front of you God has something He’s asking you to do.
Friday, March 02, 2007
Perfect Timing
God’s timing is perfect. When I was 15 my dog Pooh Bear was hit by a vehicle, it was an Easter Sunday. It broke my heart and I beg and pleaded with God that I never hit an animal, especially someone’s domesticated pet. It’s so hard when you love animals, to see them dead on a roadside or to witness a creature struck by a car or truck.
These past few weeks have been strange. Most recently my friend had surgery to remove wires placed inside her brain, before that a dear man died, before that my friend had brain surgery to place wires inside her head. All of these are important stress-filled events.
I’m driving on the highway, it was dark already, making the first part of a 5 hour drive. Sadly, at this point I’ll admit that I had just reached for my cell phone to call my grandparents. One hand on the steering wheel, I just see a creature dart in front of my car. I screamed, lifted my feet off the floor, but didn’t swerve. That was hard, because I wanted to do something for that animal (I still have no idea what it was), but what was I going to do? I was followed closely by another vehicle. So I kept going.
Tears of sorrow after having been at John’s wake had already come and gone, I was tired, but I knew I couldn’t cry over that animal. God’s timing is perfect. Any other place, any other time, I probably would have been close to hysterical. I must tell you, I’ve been bracing myself to run over an animal over the last year, I knew it was coming. Can’t tell you how, can’t tell you why (other than God’s gentle nudging), I just know that there’s a distinct possibility I would have caused a serious accident at a different time and place.
(I'm sorry little brown animal)
These past few weeks have been strange. Most recently my friend had surgery to remove wires placed inside her brain, before that a dear man died, before that my friend had brain surgery to place wires inside her head. All of these are important stress-filled events.
I’m driving on the highway, it was dark already, making the first part of a 5 hour drive. Sadly, at this point I’ll admit that I had just reached for my cell phone to call my grandparents. One hand on the steering wheel, I just see a creature dart in front of my car. I screamed, lifted my feet off the floor, but didn’t swerve. That was hard, because I wanted to do something for that animal (I still have no idea what it was), but what was I going to do? I was followed closely by another vehicle. So I kept going.
Tears of sorrow after having been at John’s wake had already come and gone, I was tired, but I knew I couldn’t cry over that animal. God’s timing is perfect. Any other place, any other time, I probably would have been close to hysterical. I must tell you, I’ve been bracing myself to run over an animal over the last year, I knew it was coming. Can’t tell you how, can’t tell you why (other than God’s gentle nudging), I just know that there’s a distinct possibility I would have caused a serious accident at a different time and place.
(I'm sorry little brown animal)
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