3.03.2013

Precious Lord, Reveal Your Heart to Me.

I've learned that writing comes in seasons. 

As much as I have struggled with this I should have accepted the fact by now that I am not a long-winded eloquent writer. As much as I wish words could pour out and sound beautiful, it is not me.

When I started this blog, I was broken. An imperfect person striving towards the only love that will ever be enough to fill the vast measures of my heart. 

While I am still broken, and always will be on my own, I am trying to be very clear and intentional about the strength that I should not have, but have been given by the overwhelming love and grace of God.

I was thinking the other day about the connection I have to music. Pretty much as long as I can remember I have been naturally driven towards it. When I hear it I feel satisfied. I feel full of something that I cannot explain. 

So then I tried to compare it to something and realized the closest thing I could think of was my relationship with God. 

If there is one thing I could wish on everyone it would be this feeling. 

The knowledge that no matter what you do, there is a God whose love is greater than any earthly love you can ever hope to experience. 

And He is the only One who can give me the strength I do not have alone.




I get this same feeling from hearing a new song, so how fitting that this just came on my Pandora: Worn

12.07.2012

Broken

When I started this blog i told myself that I would only write when I felt like it was something that needed to be said. Considering it's 3 AM the night before the last day of class, I think it's safe to say I felt this was necessary.

My small group is studying James and this past Sunday we read half of chapter 3. There was one verse in particular that my co leader and I were drawn to:

With it [the tongue] we bless our Lord and Father, and with it we curse people who are made in the likeness of God. -James 3:9

I have been dealing a lot with identity lately. Partially because of social interactions and recent events in my life, but the fact that I am also writing two papers on identity might have something to do with it as well.

One thing that I keep reminding myself is to not let myself be defined by other people or other situations.

It is so easy to let a situation define who you are. Or let yourself be defined by your parents, your siblings, your friends.

Or to let yourself be defined by a definition someone makes of you that just isn't true.

This is where many people would go on a rant on how we need to define ourselves and rely on our own view, but that is not what I want to say.

The only defining factor you should have in your life is God.

Because there is no other way you could possibly survive in a world that is broken, in a world where all of the people, including you and me are broken.

In a broken world, God is the only truth. Everyone else will fall short because He is the only perfect One.

So then the question remains, what do we do when someone tries to define us as something we are not?

This is where the verse comes in.

No matter what, this person was made in the likeness of God, and so was I, and so were you.

This is a part of ourselves we cannot deny even though some try to cover it with other solutions to fill the void in their life that can only be filled by God.

Getting upset will only make things worse because if we, if I, fall into this temptation to backfire then I am forgetting that this person was made in the likeness of God not matter what they have done.

A unity can be found in this bond stronger than any other relationship we can possible imagine. This is why this verse is so important.


Another thing I learned this summer that I seem to keep forgetting is that for it to built up things have to break first.

Salvation comes out of the brokenness we all face, it is just a matter of getting through it and facing the situation knowing that every other person we encounter is made in the likeness of God.

Hopefully enough of this made sense considering I was falling asleep for the last part, but it felt like something that needed to be said.


11.02.2012

Sun & Moon

Go I wanna let you know I love everything you are
I'm waiting for the morning light to show a fire in the dark

Sun & Moon

It seems the hard days are outnumbering the easy ones. I'm trying so hard to remind myself that I need to turn to God. He is everything. I can't rely on others like I can rely on Him because he is all that I am.

Another person can't compare to that.

But I want to turn to the instant gratification of people who are right here right now.

Only in the end it isn't worth it.

Because God is the only one who can fill me, make me feel whole again.

I constantly remind myself of this.

10.18.2012

Sometimes

I just need to write.

And disconnect.

If I could write all of the thoughts that keep pouring through my head and occupying my mind (instead of Kierkegaard which is what should be there right now) then I would. But I don't think it would benefit anyone.

Although, this isn't exactly a post I expect people to be affected by.

It's more of a release.

Hello I'm In Delaware is a fantastic song though, if you want to get something out of this.

10.16.2012

Questions

I often feel as though I am attempting to live in two places at once. Staying dedicated to two cities 240 miles apart is no easy feat; it's not even really possible.

So I'm stuck at an in-between.

Neither here nor there.

So how can you completely devote yourself to one place and maintain ties to the other? Is it temporal?

When you are in one you are completely there and lose connection to the other place that is just as much a part of you?

Is that really devotion at all?




I just found this band and I just want to listen to them all the time.

Comin' Home by City and Colour

9.16.2012

Indescribable

My head and my heart are so filled with words that I don't even know what to say. I just know I want to say something.

So I'm going to write something that has already been written.

You're calling me to lay aside the worries of my day
To quiet down my busy mind and find a hiding place

Worthy, You are worthy.

I open up my heart and let my spirit worship Yours
I open up my mouth and let a song of praise come forth

Worthy, You are worthy.

Of a child-like faith and of my honest praise
and of my unashamed love.

Of a holy life and of my sacrifice
and of my unashamed love.

It was what I needed to hear, so maybe it's what someone else needed too.

9.10.2012

Flow

I made a decision when I first started writing this blog that I was not going to post a lot of personal conversations. 

Obviously I talk about cool things that happen in my life (and by that I mean situations that God was very intentional about placing in my life), but I am careful about how much of my conversations I share. 

But I will tell you a little bit.

In one of my earlier blog posts I talked about how so much of my life was devoted to God this summer and I was terrified that it wouldn't last when I got back to school.

This school can sometimes feel like the most secular places in the world. And in many respects it is.

But this weekend and today alone I have had so many amazing conversations about God and Christianity with so many different people.

Friday night I had an almost two hour conversation about God and poverty with someone I had just met. Saturday night I had a two hour dinner in which the last hour we really only talked about Christianity and ministry. Yesterday I had yet another fantastic church/sermon experience that was all about being bold for Christ. Then last night I was having a conversation with some of the other girls who are really involved in the campus ministry I'm a part of.

We were sharing about our lives and recent happenings in them and when we were done talking one of them suggested that we pray. By the time the person who prayed finished I was in tears. Only two of them actually know why (yet), but I would imagine the rest of them think I just really love them (which is also true. I also made one of the other girls cry :)).

But the best part is, it still hasn't stopped.

It is still early in the day and I have already had a two hour lunch with someone talking (mostly) about God, a conversation about church and campus ministry right after that while I was walking into my dorm, and a conversation about Christ's presence in relationships with someone from my Bible study this summer while I was walking into my dorm. 

I realize that reading that probably got really tedious by the end since I am only telling you so much and they probably all sound the same. I will say, however, that each one was different, and beautiful, and the Lord's presence was clearly evident in all of them.

Even the song that came on my Spotify while I typed this fit perfectly.