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Mar 20, 2010
Twirling
Sometimes I look in the mirror and wonder who in the world am I. How did I become this person I can sometimes not recognize? Do I really think this way or am I conforming, adapting to my situation? Can I really shoulder all of this or will it bury me? Did I just say that or did it come from behind me?
If I cut my self out like a paper doll, who would I be? If I got all the degrees I wanted, who would I be? I have searched high and low for my path, just to end up in the same mirror with the same reflection.
So, I've run that lap and now I'm asking God to show me. I don't want to be just a reflection, but a clay pot molded by God. Shaped by His hands and used for His good. I need to know the path to walk and the words to say and only He can tell me. I'm happy to be lost. I'm happy not knowing because then He can find me. He can show me. There is a greatness in my feebleness an opportunity for God to rub his super on my natural.
Gotta love God!
If I cut my self out like a paper doll, who would I be? If I got all the degrees I wanted, who would I be? I have searched high and low for my path, just to end up in the same mirror with the same reflection.
So, I've run that lap and now I'm asking God to show me. I don't want to be just a reflection, but a clay pot molded by God. Shaped by His hands and used for His good. I need to know the path to walk and the words to say and only He can tell me. I'm happy to be lost. I'm happy not knowing because then He can find me. He can show me. There is a greatness in my feebleness an opportunity for God to rub his super on my natural.
Gotta love God!
The Last Really SHOULD Be The First!
What amazes me is how you can spend 5 hours helping your children with their homework. I use help very loosely because it resembles pulling teeth. You fuss, you threaten, you punish, you preach and at some points you plead for them to just get it over with so the rest of the house can get to sleep. They swear they don't understand a thing they are supposed to do. They take 20 bathroom breaks, have crying spells and in between the pleading to go to sleep and promises to finish in the morning, the time ticks away. This type of thing can go on for hours. Here is the amazing part. The last 30 minutes they not only understand everything, but work like little angels. Why can't they just do this in the first place? Why can't the last 30 minutes but the first 20 minutes? Why do they fight us tooth and nail just to give in and finally do it our way?
God says that this is just the way we treat Him. We want to do it our way and we even go about doing it our way, just to be confused and frustrated and on the verge of giving up. We kick and we scream. We fuss and we fight. We plan and we plot. Just to end up back in His will. His will will be carried out, His plans will come to pass. Alas, we come around, and here is the amazing part, we look at ourselves and say I know God is saying well done my good and faithful servant! HA! More like, I love my hard-headed child anyway...
I thank God that He is merciful because over and over again we I need it. Life gets in the way when His way should be my life. Pressing toward the mark is not easy, but in the end I'm confident I'll be more successful then not, because I love Him above all else.
God says that this is just the way we treat Him. We want to do it our way and we even go about doing it our way, just to be confused and frustrated and on the verge of giving up. We kick and we scream. We fuss and we fight. We plan and we plot. Just to end up back in His will. His will will be carried out, His plans will come to pass. Alas, we come around, and here is the amazing part, we look at ourselves and say I know God is saying well done my good and faithful servant! HA! More like, I love my hard-headed child anyway...
I thank God that He is merciful because over and over again we I need it. Life gets in the way when His way should be my life. Pressing toward the mark is not easy, but in the end I'm confident I'll be more successful then not, because I love Him above all else.
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