Why?
I have this problem. I always try to figure out God. I always try to understand why He does the things He does… but then He goes and shows me that there is absolutely NO way that I ever will.
It is SO incredibly hard sometimes to comprehend that everything will somehow figure in to His marvelous plan. Realizing that beauty can come from pain is hard to accept when the pain is so real and alive. This quote from Don puts things in a bit of a better light.
“It comforts me to think that if we are created beings, the thing that created us would have to be greater, so much greater, in fact, that we would not be able to understand it. It would have to be greater than the facts of our reality, and so it would seem to us, looking out from within our reality, that it would contradict reason. But reason itself would suggest it would have to be greater than reality, or it would not be reasonable.”
So, I guess, ((now I have so much running through my head right now my thoughts may not be comprehensible)) that in order for God to even make any sense at all to us, then it would only make sense for Him to make no sense.
But still it’s hard not to ask why.
Proverbs 16:9
We plan the way we want to live, but only God makes us able to live it.
The Message.
I need to let go.
Why do some people make surrender seem like such an easy thing?
Why is it so easy to tell God that you’re going to let him script the story of your life…. but then again, why is it also so incredibly easy to take the pen back from Him and try to do it yourself?
I LOVE MY FRIENDS!!!
This weekend was the most amazing weekend of my life! I can’t believe the close relationships formed and the fun we had and God was really at work in peoples hearts. I can’t even find the words to describe it! If you have a facebook, then you can see all of pictures on there… if not then hopefully they will be going up on Flickr soon.
Dove.
Ok… now I don’t have a daughter, but I do have 3 younger sisters. I hear parents complaining about the media all the time but how many actually do anything about it? Now, I completely agree with them that our perception of beauty is sickeningly twisted but buying them Barbies and fake make-up kits isn’t helping all that much ((even though i have to admit, when i was younger i loved those too)) . Did you know that if Barbie were a real person, she would be 7 feet tall with a shoe size of about… a 4 or 5? Besides that, she would have a freakishly long neck and large head.
I have battles with my 3 grade sister all the time. She thinks that to be pretty she has to lose a ton of weight, dance like Shakira, wear skin-tight clothes, and pile on layers of makeup. She has “pampering days” where she gives herself a whole spa treatment so that she’ll be more pretty when she goes to school so that some boy will think she’s gorgeous and they’ll live happily ever after. She’s in 3RD GRADE!
Seriously, something is not right with this. Why are people starving themselves to be more “beautiful”, when people in other countries are starving to death?
Thing won’t change until we change them.
Just Kidding.
Well I went back to the ER last night. They had told me that the pain would go away the next day because my body would fix itself. Well… it didn’t. After a popped vein, an IV in the back of my hand, blood drawn from my other arm and the back of my other arm, a very large amount of kool-aid with some fishy medical stuff in it, a CT scan, and some hot dye injected into my body ((quite a strange feeling)), they found that in fact, it never ruptured… i still have a 3cm sist on my ovary. Yipee! How exciting, right? Well they told me that I’ll have this crazy pain for another few weeks and then it should start to die off on its own. If it doesn’t then i have to get surgery but that’s really rare. Until then they gave me vicatin… sheesh. Thank you to all of you that were praying for me last night. You’re all amazing.
Doors.
At The Orchard we’re doing a series right now called Doors. I’ve really been chewing on what Scott has said lately. One thing that really sticks out in my mind is a quote from yesterday. He said,
“Some of us are standing in front of a closed door, waiting for it to open, when there’s a wide open door just waiting for us.”
Maybe it’s time for me to recognize the closed doors in my life. Maybe it’s time for me to move on to better things. I don’t really know right now what I’m thinking at the moment, but I’m so glad that I have the right doormen women in my life to help me make those decisions.
Caffeinated Ragamuffin 