I feel like something’s about to change
I feel like I’ll never be the same
Like I’ll take off and I’ll fly away
Before I find my wings
Well, that’s my introduction, anyway. Every now and then I just get that feeling.... like, get ready to hold on tight cause it’s gonna be a bumpy (in a thrilling way) ride.
Ever since I graduated from high school, I’ve felt like things have been just slightly mediocre. My high school years were amazing. I was constantly being stretched and always doing things out of my comfort zone. I traveled all over the world, I was always learning something spiritually new, and I was always involved in some sort of leadership. It seemed that I always had inspiration, too. And then I graduated.
I was tired. I hated school (the homework part) but was trying to gear up for college. After I found out I couldn’t afford a good university, I began to wonder if college was for me (wouldn’t that be wonderful?) I decided to take a year off. A year to pursue music lessons, my first job, finding scholarships for next year, and composing my own songs. Here I am, half way through, I’ve finished a wopping total of two songs, I’ve slacked off of practicing, and I have gotten no scholarship money whatsoever. A little discouraging. (I do love my job though)
And yet, every now and then, I still get that feeling.
When I was about 16 years old, I was on a walk with my mom after dark (not to worry, I live in a safe neighborhood). I was trying to figure out where my life was going, and I just got this impressionable feeling that God was going to use me in a big way. I had no idea what that meant, but it was just something to hold onto. It was too big of a feeling to ignore.
I haven’t given up on that... I didn’t soar in high school, just to crash and burn in college. So this song, once it’s finished is about my journey. I feel like it’s one of the pillars of a whole album of pondering what God’s will is for my life (Thinking of calling it “Hallways”)... somehow I think people will be able to relate. Thankfully life is a journey, not a destination, or else this project would never be finished.
God is sovereign... He doesn’t guide us places just to get us excited and then leave us. He tests us, but he never forsakes us. May we never lose faith.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Thought Change...
God shows His love for us when He shows us His glory... trying to let this sink in! The things He has created, that we enjoy, were made to bring glory to Him, not primarily for our enjoyment.
That's thought-altering for me.
That's thought-altering for me.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Revelations
It’s interesting when God chooses to reveal more about Himself to His children.
My mom and I were doing our somewhat-regular Saturday routine (YardSaling :) and occasionally I finish before her and wait in the car. Such was the case today.
The happening is seldom, so I treasure the times when God reveals a truth in a fresh way. As I waited in our oven of a car, I began to ponder witnessing. Not witnessing as in the Gospel, but more of what I’m thinking when I witness to someone. Unfortunately, that too is a seldom occurrence. In times past, there have been a few times when after I’ve laid out the story of the cross, I ask the person I’m talking to if he or she would like to pray and ask God into their life, and they say yes. I rejoice, but in my fallen, human heart I think “I did it... it worked!” Of course I would be quick to tell you, maybe even as I’m feeling this way, “Oh, it’s not what I did that got this person saved. God did that.” but still inside I’m giving partial credit to myself. After all, I was the one communicating with this person.
What the Lord revealed to me today was the power of His name. The power of the name “JESUS.” That is the name that saved the person I was witnessing to. That was the power that made that person reply “yes” to a question I somewhat selfishly asked.
Most likely, if I was witnessing to this person, I didn’t know them very well, so I don’t know what was going on in their life before God caused our paths to cross. If this person honestly gave their life to Christ, it was because God had been working in them, whether they realized it or not. It wasn’t just some whim of a decision. It was a decision predestined before time. And that person was saved in Jesus’ name. They weren’t saved because of a creative word choice on my part, they were saved through the power of Jesus’ blood. God was working.
There is amazing power in the name of Jesus. Surely someone who hasn’t met him yet feels some sort of reaction in his or her spirit from His name alone. I think of that wonderful song we sing in church, Your Great Name, which says, “Lost are saved, find their way, at the sound of Your great name” and it goes on to say what miraculous and powerful things happen just at the mention of the name “JESUS”
It’s amazing how I can know something like this for years without it having pertinence and weight in my mind. It’s also amazing how God somehow reach through my pride and bring someone else to Himself, being patient with me as I pat myself on the back after a “success”
We serve a wonderful, merciful God.
My mom and I were doing our somewhat-regular Saturday routine (YardSaling :) and occasionally I finish before her and wait in the car. Such was the case today.
The happening is seldom, so I treasure the times when God reveals a truth in a fresh way. As I waited in our oven of a car, I began to ponder witnessing. Not witnessing as in the Gospel, but more of what I’m thinking when I witness to someone. Unfortunately, that too is a seldom occurrence. In times past, there have been a few times when after I’ve laid out the story of the cross, I ask the person I’m talking to if he or she would like to pray and ask God into their life, and they say yes. I rejoice, but in my fallen, human heart I think “I did it... it worked!” Of course I would be quick to tell you, maybe even as I’m feeling this way, “Oh, it’s not what I did that got this person saved. God did that.” but still inside I’m giving partial credit to myself. After all, I was the one communicating with this person.
What the Lord revealed to me today was the power of His name. The power of the name “JESUS.” That is the name that saved the person I was witnessing to. That was the power that made that person reply “yes” to a question I somewhat selfishly asked.
Most likely, if I was witnessing to this person, I didn’t know them very well, so I don’t know what was going on in their life before God caused our paths to cross. If this person honestly gave their life to Christ, it was because God had been working in them, whether they realized it or not. It wasn’t just some whim of a decision. It was a decision predestined before time. And that person was saved in Jesus’ name. They weren’t saved because of a creative word choice on my part, they were saved through the power of Jesus’ blood. God was working.
There is amazing power in the name of Jesus. Surely someone who hasn’t met him yet feels some sort of reaction in his or her spirit from His name alone. I think of that wonderful song we sing in church, Your Great Name, which says, “Lost are saved, find their way, at the sound of Your great name” and it goes on to say what miraculous and powerful things happen just at the mention of the name “JESUS”
It’s amazing how I can know something like this for years without it having pertinence and weight in my mind. It’s also amazing how God somehow reach through my pride and bring someone else to Himself, being patient with me as I pat myself on the back after a “success”
We serve a wonderful, merciful God.
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