It's been such a crazy month. After an unfortunate turn of events in mid-august, I suddenly felt the urge to rid myself of worldly things. Coming back to Taylor and living in a house with 5 other Americans hasn't helped much unfortunately. I still have this urge but being in this place cannot figure out how to make it real.
This past month has been one of the hardest this year by far. But it's been such a good hard. I'm finally finding out what it's meaning to fall in love with God. This summer I thought I had life all figured out... we all know that's never true and that's one of the most dangerous lies we can believe. But in the past month, working through struggles I'd never expected would come up, I've recognized my frailty and the absolute beauty that God brings upon those he loves- no matter the circumstance. I have so much to learn and I don't think I have ever been more excited about life as I am right now. I've been praying for a heart like God's, that God would open up my eyes to the pains and sorrows of this world and that I would feel for people like he does. It's seriously unfathomable what he has done for me in this past month (and even in the past few years). I'm beginning to know what it's like to have an overwhelming compassion for people. But again... it's just the beginning, and I have a ton more to learn and experience. It's really awesome to be having these feelings of sorrow haha. I know that sounds weird, but it's amazing to be broken for people who deserve so much more than what they are getting. Even my dreams lately have been aimed towards the least and the hurts that they experience and has left me sobbing with passion to help. And more recently (like in the past week) I've been feeling this urge to live uncomfortably. For me, that means becoming independent, but fully dependent on God; forgoing my shyness and asking questions that mean something; forgoing my insecurities and being intentional about the relationships that are right in front of me, and those that are yet to come; treating each person as if they were Jesus themselves; not yeilding when I am afraid; striving for more of whatever God wants for me- whether or not it's safe. Wherever God wants me is where I want to be and I'm learning to be content with wherever he has placed me in the present moment.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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