two hours of such sweet conversations. I am so thankful for the opportunity to be reminded of old friends where we can just pick up right where we've left off and share everything God is doing in this season. There is such beauty in laughs, tears, and squeals. I love getting to hear what Jesus means to her and how there is clear work He is doing, slowly but surely!
Thank you Lord for good conversations, for slowly moving in our time to grant us clarity to move beyond the surface to reach the struggles of our hearts, the joys of our souls, and the delights of our lives.
Sunday, February 26, 2017
Sunday, February 19, 2017
Shepherded
My cup overflows
overwhelmed
dumb sheep
holy shepherd
surely goodness and mercy will follow me
and I shall dwell in the house of the LORD forever
keep going
keep typing
preserve this sentiment
this feeling that is the product of
result of
tears
lots of them
exposing myself
selfless is from Christ
in the house of the LORD is my shepherd I shall not want.
Selfish is two sheep, one seeing myself as important
entitled to
peace
calming sanctuaries
intimate friendships.
Grace is seeing other sheep as souls
longings
hopes
fears
brokenness.
I cannot demand rest in church,
silence is better
but I cannot demand it.
Sheep who are lost, but are brought in together
All shapes and sizes
pasts and presents
all brought together
bloodied wool
that is not our own.
this is not our home.
overwhelmed
dumb sheep
holy shepherd
surely goodness and mercy will follow me
and I shall dwell in the house of the LORD forever
keep going
keep typing
preserve this sentiment
this feeling that is the product of
result of
tears
lots of them
exposing myself
selfless is from Christ
in the house of the LORD is my shepherd I shall not want.
Selfish is two sheep, one seeing myself as important
entitled to
peace
calming sanctuaries
intimate friendships.
Grace is seeing other sheep as souls
longings
hopes
fears
brokenness.
I cannot demand rest in church,
silence is better
but I cannot demand it.
Sheep who are lost, but are brought in together
All shapes and sizes
pasts and presents
all brought together
bloodied wool
that is not our own.
this is not our home.
Saturday, February 4, 2017
his smell
I love being creative and with him it is such a beautiful space to let my heart and mind run passionately and colorfully through fields of sunflowers and down hills of snow and over mountains in the springtime, when everything and everyone has found the sun again after a cold winter.
his smell reminded me of a cabin in that moment and it was a beautiful place full of safety, comfort, and warmth, a place I would want to invite family and friends, a small, simple, and warm home full of humble love.
dating has made selfishness and hiding difficult, it has meant being honest with fears and sins I would rather leave hidden in the dark, their lionesque roars kept me fearful and anxious, yet in the Light they are small, scrawny creatures that cannot touch my salvation nor the love of my Father.
he cares for me in ways I never expect and silences my frenetic energy. he calls my bluff when I hide real fears from him and they have yet to surprise him.
his smell reminded me of a cabin in that moment and it was a beautiful place full of safety, comfort, and warmth, a place I would want to invite family and friends, a small, simple, and warm home full of humble love.
dating has made selfishness and hiding difficult, it has meant being honest with fears and sins I would rather leave hidden in the dark, their lionesque roars kept me fearful and anxious, yet in the Light they are small, scrawny creatures that cannot touch my salvation nor the love of my Father.
he cares for me in ways I never expect and silences my frenetic energy. he calls my bluff when I hide real fears from him and they have yet to surprise him.
Forever
Forever.
First?
The Lord is my shepherd.
I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures
He leads me beside still waters
waters of rest.
There is an importance to the progression of this psalm. I want to jump to forever. I want to rest in God's eternal presence and skip over the good reality that He is fully forever just as He is shepherd, just as He fulfills, satisfies me when I am thirsty and hungry, lonely and distraught, angry and discontent. There is beautiful things about God I want to skip over because I want to move toward something. There is no physical movement in rest, yet even in this reality there is a more beautiful truth, that emotional and spiritual movement so often are most real when I am on sitting down, kneeling, or face down, in total weakness and need.
First?
The Lord is my shepherd.
I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures
He leads me beside still waters
waters of rest.
There is an importance to the progression of this psalm. I want to jump to forever. I want to rest in God's eternal presence and skip over the good reality that He is fully forever just as He is shepherd, just as He fulfills, satisfies me when I am thirsty and hungry, lonely and distraught, angry and discontent. There is beautiful things about God I want to skip over because I want to move toward something. There is no physical movement in rest, yet even in this reality there is a more beautiful truth, that emotional and spiritual movement so often are most real when I am on sitting down, kneeling, or face down, in total weakness and need.
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