New Beginnings
Beginning a blog is a pretty big step for me. What rattles around in my head is usually off limits; it's only to be a dialogue between God and I. Being vulnerable is extremely difficult and definitely not enjoyable. It scares the fire out of me. However, lately there's been so many complex thoughts they just had to pour out somewhere. I am not expecting anyone to read this, it's pretty much therapy. So if you did take a gander to this little corner of the internet, thank you.
My title comes from a book called "The Valley of Vision" (read it if you get the chance, my favorite is entitled "Sleep") and is called "Man A Nothing". I laughed when I originally read the title, thinking it was "Manna Nothing". Nope. To respect copyright, I won't post the whole thing. The last smidgy-bit reads like this:
"Take away my roving eye, curious ear, greedy appetite, lustful heart;
Show me that none of these things
can heal a wounded conscience,
or support a tottering frame,
or uphold a departing spirit.
Then take me to the cross and leave me there."
This where we all need to be. To be left at the cross, at the feet of Jesus, in awe of Him. Simply put, we desperately need Jesus. If left to our own devices, we would hold onto our sin and keep feeding it, instead of offering it up to God and putting it to death the way we are commanded to. (Romans 8:13, Colossians 3:5) That includes you and me, as difficult as it sounds. One of my friends recently posted this quote from Max Lucado:
"God loves you just the way you are, but he refuses to leave you that way. He wants you to be just like Jesus."
I very willingly acknowledge that I am not wise. I am just a "20 something" trying to hold fast to the Lord in the middle of several curve-balls He's thrown my way. At the same time. What I do know is that He is wise; infinitely so. We are not capable of holding onto Him on our own. He holds onto us. And never lets go. No matter how much we kick and stomp our feet, God can withstand our child-like meltdowns. He is not weak. Sometimes it's only after having a fit that we are finally willing to submit to God again. This is not meant in a weird way (the world has distorted the word "submit"); it is mean paternally. He is a good Father that can be relied on, trusted in, and confided in. Even when it feels like He has turned your life upside-down for no good reason, trust in His sovereignty. He is not done with you, I promise.
Until next time.
"Take away my roving eye, curious ear, greedy appetite, lustful heart;
Show me that none of these things
can heal a wounded conscience,
or support a tottering frame,
or uphold a departing spirit.
Then take me to the cross and leave me there."
This where we all need to be. To be left at the cross, at the feet of Jesus, in awe of Him. Simply put, we desperately need Jesus. If left to our own devices, we would hold onto our sin and keep feeding it, instead of offering it up to God and putting it to death the way we are commanded to. (Romans 8:13, Colossians 3:5) That includes you and me, as difficult as it sounds. One of my friends recently posted this quote from Max Lucado:
"God loves you just the way you are, but he refuses to leave you that way. He wants you to be just like Jesus."
I very willingly acknowledge that I am not wise. I am just a "20 something" trying to hold fast to the Lord in the middle of several curve-balls He's thrown my way. At the same time. What I do know is that He is wise; infinitely so. We are not capable of holding onto Him on our own. He holds onto us. And never lets go. No matter how much we kick and stomp our feet, God can withstand our child-like meltdowns. He is not weak. Sometimes it's only after having a fit that we are finally willing to submit to God again. This is not meant in a weird way (the world has distorted the word "submit"); it is mean paternally. He is a good Father that can be relied on, trusted in, and confided in. Even when it feels like He has turned your life upside-down for no good reason, trust in His sovereignty. He is not done with you, I promise.
Until next time.
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