My mind was awash with all these thoughts of how forgetful I am, and I was wondering why some things never work out for people, no matter how hard they try. In short, I was angry. So I got home, plopped down in at my desk, and decided to do a little room cleaning. My roommate's guitar was laying across this really comfy brown leather chair we have, so I picked it up. And guess what I found under it: my music folder. It had been right under my nose the whole time, waiting to be found.
I've been thinking lately about the fact that whenever I want to speak with the God of the universe, whether I'm on the bus, in class, or at a death metal show, he is always there, ready to listen. And whenever I fall down, he is there to pick me back up again. Every moment is an opportunity to commune with the King of Kings; that is, if I truly believe in his faithfulness. Because there are times when I feel like I can't find my way to God, be it because of my pride, my shame, or my fear. There are times where I feel so alone, so lost, so confused. But the truth is, that I'm never alone - He is always there, waiting for me to seek him. Waiting to step into my life and make it supernatural. Waiting, begging for me to let me love him. Though I feel alone, I am never alone - he's right under my nose.
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. (Psalm 46:1-3, NIV)See you soon.
A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother. (Proverbs 18:24, NIV)
2 comments:
You are becoming a more persistent and proficient blogger with each new day. I am glad to see that your letting your brain empty itself on the keyboard.
thanks trev.
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