As I was walking into church today -- I had to park the car far away because we were a bit late -- a thought hit me: What's it going to take for me to lay prostrate before God?
(Well, originally I thought "lay prostate" but looked it up when I got home.)
I'm in a phase right now where I'm almost willfully refusing His help and guidance with what's going on around me. I don't recall ever being this stubborn ... I've never had a problem with allowing God the credit for guiding me to where I am today, and yet over the past few months I have fallen silent toward Him.
Dave Ramsey was the speaker today; I didn't know this beforehand, so it was quite a shock to hear that he was going to be speaking. Apparently he was instrumental in the formation of Journey Church and has been a friend and adviser since the very beginning. Of course, being so new to the church, I'm sure there's a lot I don't know.
(I can hear Amina thinking of several jokes right now.)
Dave had a fantastic, amazing, so-relevant-it's-scary message today about, of all things, hope -- where to put it and why -- and some lessons that we could take away from the insanity going on in the world around us right now.
I truly believe God got us here to Franklin for a reason; too many boulders were moved out of the way in Minnesota to just be good luck or great timing. It's amazing to watch, and I think today I was reminded that, if I just open my eyes to it, He's doing it even now.
Yesterday, my stubbornness was at 11. Today, I think it's a few notches lower.
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt." – Sylvia Plath
2.22.2009
prostrate before God
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