Showing posts with label Jesus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jesus. Show all posts

Monday, February 6, 2012

Settlin' In

It's cold. Who knew? Yesterday, my husband and I strolled around the neighborhood while I wore flip-flops and capris and joked about getting a tan. It was only a partial joke as I really think I could have had some serious bronzing going on. Today, it's cold and rainy and our heat is running again. Global warming is no joke.

I'm currently trying to get in the mindset to read 20 papers on topics my students value. These are personal supported opinion essays where each student picks a topic about which he or she is passionate and then supports his or her opinion with research. I'm hoping some of them will be fun. Praying, is probably more accurate.

Speaking of praying, I've been spending my 20-minute trek to school in prayer and worship. It honestly seems like the absolute best start I could have to a day. This morning, I was listening to my David Crowder Band Church Music cd, and my favorite song touched my heart in the perfect way. Know that this song always moves me, but not in quite the way it did today...



Isn't it amazing that God would be jealous for someone like me? That love is amazing, and I am so unworthy...yet so very honored and grateful.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Fasting

Each year, my church participates in a churchwide fast following Jenetzen Franklin's model. We fast for 21 days, praying for God to move in our lives and praying for various breakthroughs. My parents are doing the Daniel fast (no meats, sweets, breads, processed foods), but I have decided to fast soda, Facebook, and my spirit of negativity, more specifically, complaining.

In the past few days, I've begun to notice how often and how quickly a complaint rises on my lips. Whether it's a negative statement about myself or another person, a complaint about my workload or our finances, I am not nearly as positive as I would like to be. I know that this negativity does terrible things to my spirit and to my witness, so I am fasting this negative trait that has bombarded my life. It is my hope that God will take it completely away from me.

As for soda and Facebook, they are addictions. Soda is not healthy for me and yet I partake in it anyway, and Facebook distracts me from many other things I could be doing with my time. I am fasting Facebook as a way to refocus my priorities. At first when I was making the decision to fast, I considered Facebook, and this voice in my head said, "No way! That's too hard!." A much quieter nagging voice kept pestering me, reminding me that this wasn't supposed to be easy.

So here I am, Day One. My Facebook app has been deleted from my phone. When I attempt to go to the website at school, luckily, this is what I see:

Sunday, January 1, 2012

New Year

Somehow, I ended 2011 in a bit of a funk. I'm hoping I've put it behind me. On Christmas Day, I didn't feel well and ending up sleeping through Christmas breakfast and our big family Christmas lunch. I did get up in between and go to church and to my momma's for gift exchanging, but then I came back home, got into my pajamas and crashed again. Usually, I love Christmas, and at the end of the day on December 25th, I will the decorations to stay up for at least another week. We are talking about the person who once left the tree up all year long just because it put me in a good mood. This year, I wanted the decorations down and in the attic the very next day.

Usually, I love celebrating NYE with my whole family. This year, I finally decided to venture to the celebration around 11:00 that night. I just haven't been in the festive spirit, I guess.

This morning, I made it to church (in time for singing and preaching, might I add), and my daddy preached a sermon that touched my heart. His scripture reference was Isaiah 43:14-21, a scripture in which the Lord is letting the Babylonians know that He is all they need and that He will bring them out of their suffering and grief. The scripture that resonated through my soul was
18 “Remember not the former things,
nor consider the things of old.
19 Behold, I am doing a new thing;
now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?
I will make a way in the wilderness
and rivers in the desert.

2011 had some high points and low points. All in all, it was a year in which I have spent a great deal of time being sulky and generally feeling low. But all of that is in the past. This scripture reminded me that I need not wait for a New Year; Lamentations 3:23 reminds us that God's mercies are new every morning. I feel like I've spent a year searching for peace in places or people who could never bring it to me. I'm ready for the wilderness now because there's a way through it. And that way has never left me, no matter how far I've drifted from Him.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Christmas is...

Ever since I was a little girl, Christmas has been my favorite time of the year. There's just something magical in the air. People are nicer. It's the season of giving and loving and caring. And for one moment, it seems the whole world is aware of the loving miracle that is Jesus Christ. Do I foolishly believe that every person celebrates Christmas as the birth of Jesus Christ? No. Do I even get caught up in the lights and gift-giving and snowmen? Yes.

For me, Christmas has always been magical. It's a time of warmth and happiness and love. As my husband and I were driving home from the beach the other night, we passed a small little rundown house that was draped in gaudy Christmas lights. I pointed it out to him and explained that when I was little, I thought that type of thing was gorgeous. My parents would load us in the station wagon (not sure if that's a proper noun or not...what car maker even patented the station wagon?), and we'd ride around for hours searching out Christmas lights. It is one of my fondest Christmas memories that I hold close to my heart.

Though now that I'm older, I prefer the simplicity of some nice white lights and wreath, there's something about those huge multicolored lights strung haphazardly around a house that make my heart smile. There's a house near us that is simply nearly in shambles,steps detaching themselves from the house, tin roof rusted and aged, but each year, the owner pulls out her Christmas lights and for a season, it's one of the happiest sights in our neighborhood. To me, gaudy Christmas lights do to that house what Christ does to our lives.




Let's face it, we are ugly people...covered from head to toe in the filth of our sin, but when we let Christ shine through us, the dull ache of our lives vanishes and is replaced with an unmistakable glow. The light of Jesus Christ transforms us in the same way the Christmas lights can transform any old house. Let's let our transformation be for more than just a season.