And when the oceans rageI don't have to be afraid
Because I know that You love meYour love never fails
The wind is strong and the water's deep
But I'm not alone in these open seas
Cause Your love never fails
"Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will." Romans 12:2
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
And when the oceans rage, I don't have to be afraid.
Okay, so maybe there aren't any raging oceans around here, but, in my opinion, severe thunder storms and tornado warnings aren't much better. And we have had plenty of those to go around recently. Toda
y, though, I brought my new Bible in to show Granny and, to take my mind off the storm outside, I read through Philippians 4. Paul talks a lot about being content with your situation by focusing on God and allowing Him to guard our hearts and be our strength. How many times do we go throughout a day and let the small things [like a cancelled banquet or a storm for example] put us in a bad mood and ke
ep us from seeing the amazing things God is doing around us. [Yes, the storm may have postponed the banquet and had me scared for a little while, but God kept me and my family safe.] I, for one, tend to do that all to much. I get caught up in the mini-storms of life and don't take the time to slow down and see that God is protecting me and providing a way for me to get through it. If I just let God handle the situation, rather than worrying or stressing over it, I can rejoice [just as Paul did from prison!!] that God is in control and that He will make it work for my good. After all, worry and stress doesn't get you very far anyway. So, even though it's storming outside, I know that God is in control, and I don't have to be afraid.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
the most obvious lessons are often the hardest...
There are a lot of things going on around me that I feel I should have the ability to fix. I always find myself wanting to be there for people who have never really thought of me as that kind of friend. It's hard for me to sit there and watch them, knowing they need someone, and not be able to be there for them. But, in most cases, these people are people I look up to, people who have made an impact on my life and I'm scared to reach out to them. I'm slowly beginning to overcome that fear, but so far, it hasn't really gone the way I planned. I'm starting to learn that I can't fix everyone's problems. I can't save everyone. For such an obvious statement, it's a hard lesson to learn. I want to be there for them, but I only can if they will let me. More importantly, though, I just need to let go, and let God. I have to let go of trying to help them on my own, and let God show up and move in their lives in ways I could never imagine.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
random thoughts
I'm going to start off by saying that it is extremely hard for me to write a blog because I always read back over it and criticize myself and delete it, so for now I'm just going to type my thoughts and not worry how it comes out. I'm not really sure if anyone reads this anyway.
So, while this has absolutely nothing to do with anything mentioned above, it has been weighing on my mind lately. I am one of those people that you could call a "fixer." I always feel like there should be something I could do to fix other people's (and even my own) problems. I have been learning to rely on God more and more to be the "fixer" but I still feel the need to help out. Which brings me to my problem: There are so many people that I want to reach out to, but feel that I can't for whatever reason, especially those I look up to.
Yet another random topic. I am extremely excited about this summer. I get to work at my favorite place and with some of my favorite people. I'm really excited to see camp from a perspective other than a camper and to see everything God is going to show me while I'm there.
That's all the randomness for now. Maybe since school is getting closer to the end, I can find time to write more often. but probably not.
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