Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Please Recycle, Installment Deux

Before the summer begins, I always have an idea of what it will be...I imagine days of soaking up the sunshine, going on walks in the early morning, reading book after book on the porch, eating fresh food, drinking a lot of tea and coffee. I think of all the things I will buy with the money I'll earn from my job I'll love, taking long drives late at night with the windows down, smelling the air. Running through sprinklers, cooking with my family, spending my nights alone in my room journaling and reading my Bible and praying and letting Jesus become my best friend.

But what really happens every time? What has happened thus far? I'm lazy, I hardly ever go outside, I've read two books, I drink too much coffee and no tea, I eat the same food as I always do. I don't love my job and I certainly don't have money to buy whatever I please, I've run through zero sprinklers and have yet to make anything but cookies. And these nights I'm up until the earliest of hours? I'm not praying and listening to what God has to say, I'm stalking and looking and lusting over the things of the world that I don't have because instead of working hard and trying to start my life I'm sitting on my butt.

Each night I fall asleep hoping tomorrow, tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow I'm going to start fresh, tomorrow I'm going to read my Bible before I get out of bed, tomorrow I'm going to take a walk, tomorrow I'm going to make dinner, tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow and I create a world in which I am living for a series of tomorrows that never come. Because I never choose to start today.

I'm sick of it, and I'm done. Dreaming isn't going to get me anywhere. Dreaming is going to give me ideas and goals and wishes to aim for but if all I do is hope for them, I will never receive them! We reap what we sow. And dreaming is not equivalent to sowing.

Hebrews 10:35-36
"So do not throw away your confidence; it will be richly rewarded. You need to persevere so that when you have done the will of God, you will receive what he has promised."

Funny that I often seem to think the "will of God" is so daunting. I've heard you need to pray, ask for wisdom and seek seek seek until you find it. But all it is, if you ask me, is a summation of small moments of obedience. God's will is for me to love. God's will is for me to be selfless. God's will is for me to find beauty in every human he's created. God's will is for me to talk to him. God's will is for me to be grateful. God's will is for me not to envy, not to lust over anything. And God's will is for me to obediently comply with all he's asked of me. If I can do the small things won't the big decisions already be blessed?

I don't want to underestimate the importance of patience in waiting for God's answers, truth, guidance for the biggest moments of our lives, but the point I have so often missed is that we don't need to to wait to complete the will of God because most of it we are already aware of.

Romans 13:11
"The hour has come for you to wake up from your slumber, because our salvation is nearer now than when we first believed. The night is nearly over; the day is almost here. So let us put aside the deeds of darkness and put on the armor of light."

Nothing Like It

Bona Fide

Two awkward/great things that I find only slightly embarrassing:

Going to type “mysdcc.sdcc.edu” and finding that “mywedding.com” automatically appears.  So what, who ever said you have to have a man to be excited about your wedding?

Having a conversation with a daddy long leg throughout my entire shower, sounding something like “Keeping walking!  You can do it!  I know you can make it to the top without falling on me!  Please keep going!  I believe in you!”

Friday, August 27, 2010

Well, maybe I'm just amazed.

The best of all Pandora stations includes:

Adele
The Beatles
Michael Buble
Norah Jones
Billy Joel
John Mayer

Please Recycle

Music makes me feel funny. It makes me feel so good. It is the only thing that has ever been able to heal me. The only thing that can reach into the furthest depths of my soul. It's like I'm a different person when I hear it. Not all songs "work." It's almost like there's a formula, made of only lyric and melody. If both are marvelous and pristine...I literally become weak. My heart skips, and I lose my breath. The feeling is so sweet and deep and indescribable, yet it makes me want something, though until now I haven't been able to tell what.

God created music. He created each note and the science of the way they fit together. Music is beautiful, and so is God. And I believe that what music evokes in me is a strong desire to know the beauty that is His. To really understand and experience it, not just to see it or admire it. There are two things on this earth that, to me, will ever be the closest to the marvelous allure that belongs to God. One is music, the other love. Things so delicate, intricate, fair, that I almost can't even take it. So beautiful it hurts.

I never feel closer to my God than when I am listening to melodies and harmonies and sound that blend to create beauty. Listen and tell me you can't taste Him.