God is teaching me how to let go. I don't know why it's taken me so long to admit it, but I haven't gone without a fight.
I really thought I understood what it meant to completely give God control, but now I'm realizing that sometimes letting go means having your life and future all figured out and in order and then being asked to give all that up... everything you've known and loved most... and not only that, sometimes it means trusting God with the people you love and admitting that they ultimately belong to him, not you. It can mean confusion, guilt, heartache, tears, loss of sleep, and fear. But always, it means the promise of complete peace. I can trust God in theory, but can I do what he asks when he asks it, regardless of how painful and scary it seems?
"... give in to Me and My perfect plan for you, knowing that I only desire the very best for you."
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Thoughts That Were Too Long for Twitter II
"Don't be so hard on yourself, My love. I see your heart filled with frustration... The battles in your mind belong to Me, so don't waste any more time tearing yourself down."
"Don't get discouraged, My beloved... You are Mine. I'm the only one who can handle your heart and restore you to health and wholeness again."
-"His Princess: Love Letters from Your King"
"Don't get discouraged, My beloved... You are Mine. I'm the only one who can handle your heart and restore you to health and wholeness again."
-"His Princess: Love Letters from Your King"
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Music and Snack
I really love that I can listen to a song and be taken back to the state of mind I had when I first heard it. I think our brains attach some of the most vivid memories to music. Kinda like when you smell something and it reminds you of being in the first grade eating snack.
This morning on the way to school, I heard The Cranberries and was reminded of being locked up in my room belting it into a hairbrush and listening to "Zombie" over. and over. and over again. I tried to howl just like her.
Green Day's "Time of Your Life" made me think of living in an apartment for the first time when I was seven and wishing with every fiber of my being that I could someday be as cool as my older sister.
Dashboard brings me back to staying up alllll niiiight with new All State Choir friends... high on lack of sleep and laughing at EVERYTHING.
And oooh, Jack Johnson, how you ruled my highschool career.
Someday I will be on my way somewhere and hear Feist or The Black Eyed Peas or John Mayer... The Swell Season, Phil Wickham, or Lady GaGa ( Lord, bless her), and I will think of where I am now. I will remember feeling like a grownup even though I don't want to, getting choked up over how unbelievable my friends are, and dreaming of new adventures.
Thank you, God, for music.
This morning on the way to school, I heard The Cranberries and was reminded of being locked up in my room belting it into a hairbrush and listening to "Zombie" over. and over. and over again. I tried to howl just like her.
Green Day's "Time of Your Life" made me think of living in an apartment for the first time when I was seven and wishing with every fiber of my being that I could someday be as cool as my older sister.
Dashboard brings me back to staying up alllll niiiight with new All State Choir friends... high on lack of sleep and laughing at EVERYTHING.
And oooh, Jack Johnson, how you ruled my highschool career.
Someday I will be on my way somewhere and hear Feist or The Black Eyed Peas or John Mayer... The Swell Season, Phil Wickham, or Lady GaGa ( Lord, bless her), and I will think of where I am now. I will remember feeling like a grownup even though I don't want to, getting choked up over how unbelievable my friends are, and dreaming of new adventures.
Thank you, God, for music.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Thoughts That Were Too Long For Twitter
- I think it's really awesome that the sun is so hot that it could burn us up in a second but God knew exactly how far away to put it so that it warms us up and makes things all pretty.
- All it takes is one person in the parking garage to park crooked like a butt to make a whole row of spots unavailable. Women should not drive giant Yukons.
- A chipmunk on campus actually chirped something that sounded like a song to me. I wonder if that was the inspiration for Alvin, Simon, and Theodore.
- I'm not sure what's harder: Doing something cool and fun without your favorite person being there or doing something cool and fun while your favorite person is there in the same building but you have nooo time to stop and spend with them. I conclude that they both suck.
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