He carries our burdens...
I always seem to feel better after pouring my heart out to God. A good sob session. Hurricane Marcia on the East Coast side of the mattress. But I feel better. Physiologically, people will tell you it's the cortisone that is released in our tears that calms us when we cry. But when the feeling of peace lasts for hours, even after the levels should have fallen, I have a different explanation.
He carries my burdens for me, too.
Furthermore, I have a new Proverb. Take it if you like it:
A soul-killing job dries the bones, but Starbucks makes the heart cheerful.I had an excellent day job hunting. I wasn't prepared for such a great start. The very first place instantly became a promising position. I would only be happier if I had the job, but that is up to God at the moment.
Regardless, my heart is singing a new song. I will keep you posted.
Labels: architecture, building codes, coffee, prayer
Tripwire
Satan LOOOVES to use tripwire. It's nearly invisible, it's effective, and it gets you completely DOWN, which is where he wants ya.
Such a description is frightening. It's invisible, but not undiscernible; it's effective, but not permanent; it gets us completely down so we can't see anything but what is on the ground with us, and it requires some effort to get up, but it's not impossible to overcome. It just doesn't look too good from where we are at the time.
I think this requires us to boost our technology. Night vision goggles, radar detectors, the whole bit. How do we do this? By staying completely in the Word, through constant prayer (which goes hand in hand with the Word. If you're not reading nearly as much as you're praying, you might want to rethink strategies), and through fellowship.
I've been hit by the tripwire. And it sucks. It's kinda dark, so I'm not sure how far down I am, but I can discern where the tripwire is, so next time I hope I can avoid it.
Labels: God's Word, practical theology, prayer, this is me before
Dear Heavenly Father,
I am so sick and tired of being about what
I want to be about. I have a feeling that being what YOU want me to be about will be much better than this. Heck, ANYTHING has got to be much better than this. Change me, please?
Your Daughter.
Labels: practical theology, prayer, this is me before
Where Class is ALWAYS in Session
When I hit rough spots in the road I begin to analyze the situation and ask myself "What am I supposed to be LEARNING from this?"
And I've reached a place where I see a lot of wisdom needs to be gained on my part.
And only GOD grants wisdom.
Time to pray, yeah? Yeah.
Labels: practical theology, prayer, wisdom
