"With each day I wake up, and especially after the last few days, I'm reminded that my life is a continual and gently whispered "WOW!" Some days, like this one, I'm so humbled it's mine that it's all I can do to whisper "Thank You." #Humbled" ~Facebook
Last night, my Evidence class received results of the midterm we took before the break. Every student now knows how he/she did on that exam, every student except one, me.
My number didn't appear in the document, so my grade is still out. I'm a bit nervous, but, I know I was not appointed for defeat, I was appointed for victory, and so were you.
So, I sit here gradeless, and I think.
The last week has been one of the most refreshing and renewing in a very long time. People keep telling me how beautiful I look, how joy bubbles in my voice. This is what happens when you take a profoundly expressed introvert and let her come out on her own terms for a week. When she can hide her face, renew herself, turn the computer and the phone off (which I did for a full two days) , and read, study, and eat, sleep, EVERYTHING at a steady, decent pace, in quiet, this is what happens. Renewal.
I LOVE people, but I am an introvert, a PROFOUNDLY expressed introvert. This means that people like me revive by one on one interaction, or alone. Constantly being surrounded by groups or crowds makes an introvert tired, and I was tired.
I'm not tired now.
The week held heavy information, heartbreak, text books, fun books, sleep, and encounters with the God of the universe that I cannot, and do not wish to explain. All I can say is this: If we expect God to come to us, then come to us, He will. He did not call us to a place to sit and watch us fail. If He called us somewhere, He did it for His own glory, not for the glory of any person, and certainly not for our own. He is in the business of constantly reminding us how beloved we are, and sometimes that comes in the form of honoring us with His presence, His face, and His continual favor in a way that we don't expect.
If I'm being honest, I would've liked to accomplish a bit more over break, but I really did get a lot done, and I can't beat myself up for being human, reading a book, eating lunch with people I love, sleeping 9 hours a day, or whatever. Over the week of no school I realized my life is somewhat of a gently whispered "WOW!", something that I would not change, and something that's super cool. I've decided that I'm going to approach certain things differently with more deep breaths, and less self criticism, because He didn't come to offer His life so that we could just exist or get by...He came so that we would bubble up and overflow, that we would rise, and really, really SHINE. He came to take our faces in His hands and cry upon us "LIVE!" To place His hands in the bleeding, desolate wastelands of our hearts and find the choking weeds, uproot them, and cast them down.
He came that we would enjoy not a shout of "TIME TO WAKE UP!" but a gentle whisper of "WOW!" with each new sunrise.
He can see everything. He's everywhere. But...He's also and ALWAYS a gentleman. For this reason, He will not force you to uproot your weeds, or rather, He won't force you to let Him do so. We all have weeds. Every one of us. I don't care who you are. I had some from the beginning of my life that are being worked up and tossed down...all because, as my friend Amanda says, God is taking what looked like it would become a dead rosebush, and calling out beautiful things.
Over break she asked God to take that clenched up rosebud He's held in His hand and cause it to bloom...and so He will...and as it opens...as it blooms, as it is water, and continues to pour out...it can only offer a word...a very simple word... "WOW!"
May your life offer you wow moments, wow days, wow years, and may you leave a legacy of a gently whispered wow, both now, and forever more.
Isaiah 43:18-19
New and Wow filled things, greater things, are yet to come...
Last night, my Evidence class received results of the midterm we took before the break. Every student now knows how he/she did on that exam, every student except one, me.
My number didn't appear in the document, so my grade is still out. I'm a bit nervous, but, I know I was not appointed for defeat, I was appointed for victory, and so were you.
So, I sit here gradeless, and I think.
The last week has been one of the most refreshing and renewing in a very long time. People keep telling me how beautiful I look, how joy bubbles in my voice. This is what happens when you take a profoundly expressed introvert and let her come out on her own terms for a week. When she can hide her face, renew herself, turn the computer and the phone off (which I did for a full two days) , and read, study, and eat, sleep, EVERYTHING at a steady, decent pace, in quiet, this is what happens. Renewal.
I LOVE people, but I am an introvert, a PROFOUNDLY expressed introvert. This means that people like me revive by one on one interaction, or alone. Constantly being surrounded by groups or crowds makes an introvert tired, and I was tired.
I'm not tired now.
The week held heavy information, heartbreak, text books, fun books, sleep, and encounters with the God of the universe that I cannot, and do not wish to explain. All I can say is this: If we expect God to come to us, then come to us, He will. He did not call us to a place to sit and watch us fail. If He called us somewhere, He did it for His own glory, not for the glory of any person, and certainly not for our own. He is in the business of constantly reminding us how beloved we are, and sometimes that comes in the form of honoring us with His presence, His face, and His continual favor in a way that we don't expect.
If I'm being honest, I would've liked to accomplish a bit more over break, but I really did get a lot done, and I can't beat myself up for being human, reading a book, eating lunch with people I love, sleeping 9 hours a day, or whatever. Over the week of no school I realized my life is somewhat of a gently whispered "WOW!", something that I would not change, and something that's super cool. I've decided that I'm going to approach certain things differently with more deep breaths, and less self criticism, because He didn't come to offer His life so that we could just exist or get by...He came so that we would bubble up and overflow, that we would rise, and really, really SHINE. He came to take our faces in His hands and cry upon us "LIVE!" To place His hands in the bleeding, desolate wastelands of our hearts and find the choking weeds, uproot them, and cast them down.
He came that we would enjoy not a shout of "TIME TO WAKE UP!" but a gentle whisper of "WOW!" with each new sunrise.
He can see everything. He's everywhere. But...He's also and ALWAYS a gentleman. For this reason, He will not force you to uproot your weeds, or rather, He won't force you to let Him do so. We all have weeds. Every one of us. I don't care who you are. I had some from the beginning of my life that are being worked up and tossed down...all because, as my friend Amanda says, God is taking what looked like it would become a dead rosebush, and calling out beautiful things.
Over break she asked God to take that clenched up rosebud He's held in His hand and cause it to bloom...and so He will...and as it opens...as it blooms, as it is water, and continues to pour out...it can only offer a word...a very simple word... "WOW!"
May your life offer you wow moments, wow days, wow years, and may you leave a legacy of a gently whispered wow, both now, and forever more.
Isaiah 43:18-19
New and Wow filled things, greater things, are yet to come...
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