To Write or Not to Write

There is so much in my head right now that needs to come out. I have this unusual desire to write it all down. The problem is no one else would get it so what would be the point of posting a blog? Just my own personal satisfaction? Or is it just to put off lying in a bed staring at the ceiling until sleep overtakes my mind? I have to write something because I'm not ready for the ceiling just yet. But my thoughts are not His thoughts right now so I'll go with something else, just to see if it will satisfy my mind yet keeping it light at the same time.
1. Happy Feet
2. Pierced my nose with Julie
3. Missed the Village tonight, maybe tomorrow night?
4. Learned about old manuscripts that replaced middle s's with f's and have been having fun with that.
5. Be fill my foul, Turn your Eyef upon Jefuf, The More I Feek you, Praife the Name of Jefuf, Fafe and Found,Fanctuary, Faved by Grace, Fing, Fing, Fing, Fine Jefuf Fine, just to name a few
church songs with this type of letter replacement.
6. Ran the trails to Chandler teaching about "Hope in the real World" again, why do I listen to something that make me think?
7. Bought some new music. Now have to learn it for the trivia game.
8. Fell asleep on table earlier today, that 30 minutes prolly ruined my sleep!
9. Finished camp laundry.
10. Number one event of day...fewer tears.

If you are fill reading fis, you will be fatified to know I may be able to fleep now. I think I have fucceffully tricked my mind into thinking I've done fomething worthwhile.

All Rise,Wake up O sleeper, turn your eyes upon Jesus, and see him Shine Jesus Shine.
The Joy of the Lord will be my Strength and Above All else We will declare that the Kingdom is here.

Refusing to say good bye, just see ya later!

Pride

Oh so many things to think about with a title like this. Pride. I've been allowed the privilege today of looking at the pride of some kings back in the day. That's what happens when you get behind in a study, you play catch up and become saturated with the topic. Interestingly enough, the kings that seem to have the most difficulty with pride were the same kings who could have had and enjoyed every blessing from God. In fact, they did enjoy blessings and victories as long as they called on the Lord. But the more they conquered and claimed victory, the less they relied on God. Soon their prideful nature became their demise.

So I have to ask myself, "Self, what is the pride in your life?" Truthfully, I think my pride has been shot to hell lately. So that's a good start, right? The thing is I have discovered that my biggest problem (sin if you will) is that I think God should answer my prayers now, in my time frame and in the way I want them answered. Don't worry about the lightening while you are reading this, God knows and He is at work in me and on me. But isn't that what we learn and teach in our society? I want this and I want it now! Really there aren't too many material things in life that intrigue me, especially to the point of pride. I think my problem is that I want to know and feel I am appreciated by others and by God. I have felt lately that God is holding out on me. Like He brought me to this beautiful place in life and said it's good, enjoy, learn, have fun again, indulge in scripture and in all your 100's of questions with a spiritual confidant, drink it up! And I did! And it was good! And I said "Thank you", over and over again. He said, It was good. Was? Come on God. This ought to stay mine for now. You said it is good. You've seen the change in me. Can't I be Hezekiah? He got more. Give me more. That is my sinful, prideful spirit. You see, I'm not on my deathbed like Hezekiah was. This isn't the end of my life. It's just my sin.

The other side of this story is a great opportunity for a woman of God. A woman who knows that faith is not without fear but what we do with that fear. A woman whose convictions and core won't let her give in to being complacent. One who is seeking the Lord with all her heart even though the call takes her away from family and friends, at least in distance, she's willing to go and step out in complete faith. A woman I consider friend and anamchara.

Shame on me. God, You are the giver of every good and perfect gift. Your timing is not mine, it is way more perfect. I don't know that I will ever understand it but I understand and claim that You are a Holy God. Heal me of my pride and more importantly, shower my friend with every good and perfect gift from above.