Seasons
It's funny how life goes in seasons. Friends float in, they float away (sometimes forever). Same with hobbies, emotions, trials, victories, etc. Life is always changing.
And for that I am grateful. With every change, every new view around the bend of the road of my life, I am more excited, interested, eager to learn than before. I've got a great co-pilot who knows the road. Sometimes I just have to remember that.
May I give my life freely, passionately, and unabandoned to the One who truly excites me. Our adventure together is more exciting, passionate, and loving than any movie. More real than the fire that burns me. God, I love relationship!
It's funny how we have a choice every day. We can start the day assuming that God loves us more passionately than anything in the universe, or we can not. I hate to admit that many days (if not most right now anyway) I don't start with that assumption, that love. I'm back to it by the end of the day, but sometimes it takes a few hours to get there. I don't know why. I think I have some growing to do. Of course, renewing our mind is an active task that must occur every new day. As I grow older (I turn 29 next Thursday) I believe that other than my prayers for other people, the biggest request I would have of God for this next year is that I can just feel him more as the Bridegroom in my life. That I would wake up knowing that I'm in God's arms.
I'm trying to decide what I really want for my birthday. My parents are so great they always get me something, but I didn't know what to tell them that I wanted. God has given me everything I need, and almost everything I've ever wanted. How He has blessed me.
One thing is more and more certain as I get older. The things that truly make me feel alive are passionate worship and travel/missions. I am looking forward to the day when I pack up and leave this country for an extended period. Not because I don't like it. Don't get me wrong. I'm an American through and through. But nothing can express how I felt on this last missions trip. The freedom. The culture. The blessing I felt to be alive and part of what God was doing in that part of the earth. The blessing. The blessing. I wish you could feel it. It is like one of those cool summer days, you know? Where you just know there is something about the day that makes you feel incredibly blessed. It is like that.
Well, I'm going to go worship!
Peace and love to all who read this.
Justin.
And for that I am grateful. With every change, every new view around the bend of the road of my life, I am more excited, interested, eager to learn than before. I've got a great co-pilot who knows the road. Sometimes I just have to remember that.
May I give my life freely, passionately, and unabandoned to the One who truly excites me. Our adventure together is more exciting, passionate, and loving than any movie. More real than the fire that burns me. God, I love relationship!
It's funny how we have a choice every day. We can start the day assuming that God loves us more passionately than anything in the universe, or we can not. I hate to admit that many days (if not most right now anyway) I don't start with that assumption, that love. I'm back to it by the end of the day, but sometimes it takes a few hours to get there. I don't know why. I think I have some growing to do. Of course, renewing our mind is an active task that must occur every new day. As I grow older (I turn 29 next Thursday) I believe that other than my prayers for other people, the biggest request I would have of God for this next year is that I can just feel him more as the Bridegroom in my life. That I would wake up knowing that I'm in God's arms.
I'm trying to decide what I really want for my birthday. My parents are so great they always get me something, but I didn't know what to tell them that I wanted. God has given me everything I need, and almost everything I've ever wanted. How He has blessed me.
One thing is more and more certain as I get older. The things that truly make me feel alive are passionate worship and travel/missions. I am looking forward to the day when I pack up and leave this country for an extended period. Not because I don't like it. Don't get me wrong. I'm an American through and through. But nothing can express how I felt on this last missions trip. The freedom. The culture. The blessing I felt to be alive and part of what God was doing in that part of the earth. The blessing. The blessing. I wish you could feel it. It is like one of those cool summer days, you know? Where you just know there is something about the day that makes you feel incredibly blessed. It is like that.
Well, I'm going to go worship!
Peace and love to all who read this.
Justin.
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