I am screaming in my head.
I'm not as angry or have angst as much as I have had in the past this time of year.
I am very restless. It could be that I just need to go run or something.
I find that I am doing way too many things at once. And its with homework where I just have so many things, that I am trying to do it and keep up and I cannot just pick one subject and do it. I do part of it and then I do part of something else and then I read something for church and then do some other homework. Its never ending. One project will end here in a month whether I like it or not, and I think I need to get working on that more. Its not easy at all. It is very time consuming. I have too many classes. Or it is that I am working while going to school something I have not done until April of last year. It is good that I am not going to Mexico this April, even though I would love too.
I've lost my running shoes. I don't know where I have placed them.
I have another pair I could use. I have been swimming. That has been good, but I don't really like being wet...like in the water is fine, but after getting out and getting to the point of fully dry... Yes I'm strange.
I get to go to Kenya in May on a mission trip. That I have not fully comprehended.
I am going to HATE my fall 2011/spring 2012 schedules. Hate.
It is going to be really lame.
I am restless.
I find peace in Christ.
He helps me get done what I need.
He is my strength and portion forever.
I do what I do for the love of my Lord Jesus, My Savior.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Ramblings or Divine Conversation
She was about to leave when he approached her saying, "It is so good to see you."
Their eyes met. He could feel his heart begin to race like a skydiver jumping out of a plane. He understood the feelings and always tried to rationalize them. She was ridiculous and gave her heart away more than he'd like to know. They were just friends and nothing more. Never before did he truly realize the affect she had on him.
"It is," she said giving him a hug. "How have you been?" she said with a joyful spirit. Most of the time she had joy shining from her eyes.
"It has been good. We should get coffee and catch up." He said.
"When?"
"9am, Tuesday at Tullys?"
"That sounds great! I'll see you then."
She left the building.
"What had I done?!," he thought. "What a fool!"
He didn't plan to have coffee with her, but somehow he wanted more time to talk with her. Her life has always been busy and somehow they would find time to have a conversation, even if it was a few minutes. Who knew that those minutes would count for anything? God apparently. He must have a plan going on more than they can see or comprehend.
He did not know what coffee would bring. It wasn't that they wouldn't be able to talk. It was that they could talk. They have been able to talk about anything over the years. It has been a few months since they had a real conversation. Through prayer, the conversation would be divine.
What is God up to with these divine encounters? Where God leads and we follow.
Faith.
Their eyes met. He could feel his heart begin to race like a skydiver jumping out of a plane. He understood the feelings and always tried to rationalize them. She was ridiculous and gave her heart away more than he'd like to know. They were just friends and nothing more. Never before did he truly realize the affect she had on him.
"It is," she said giving him a hug. "How have you been?" she said with a joyful spirit. Most of the time she had joy shining from her eyes.
"It has been good. We should get coffee and catch up." He said.
"When?"
"9am, Tuesday at Tullys?"
"That sounds great! I'll see you then."
She left the building.
"What had I done?!," he thought. "What a fool!"
He didn't plan to have coffee with her, but somehow he wanted more time to talk with her. Her life has always been busy and somehow they would find time to have a conversation, even if it was a few minutes. Who knew that those minutes would count for anything? God apparently. He must have a plan going on more than they can see or comprehend.
He did not know what coffee would bring. It wasn't that they wouldn't be able to talk. It was that they could talk. They have been able to talk about anything over the years. It has been a few months since they had a real conversation. Through prayer, the conversation would be divine.
What is God up to with these divine encounters? Where God leads and we follow.
Faith.
Monday, March 7, 2011
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