waking up

I’ve been thinking, talking, and seeing a lot more of what makes post-college life tough for people. And just when I begin to lose hope, when I see that life only gets harder, and that people seem to be fighting just to cope, God reminds me that He came to crush the kingdoms that oppose His, to utterly heal our wounds, and powerfully change this bitter world, one person at a time.

The days pass by slowly, so much that the days are filled with so much, and wonderful things like rest and God’s faithfulness and the little joys of life have difficulty taking hold of me. And things like grueling service, exhaustion, and longsuffering are becoming expected. The identity struggle is fierce. I appreciate that now that I have to think/say something about it.

Every Sunday since I have begun the month of December has been like waking up at the surface of an ocean, taking that first huge breath from an otherwise deep plunge. It is so good to be there.

Eating together after service is wonderful. Though I have to rush off to work, the moments spent with people I love are truly cherished.

I have to wrestle with God in the car a lot these days. There is often no other place and time. I’m glad He always wins.

His Word becomes extremely precious those times it hits the core. I am in awe and wonder when this happens.

Lingering is a luxury.

Thanks for answering that prayer, God. Now pick me back up, please! Your Kingdom must come, and I will not hinder it! Love unstoppable, grace flowing… Oh, how we need You! Satisfy!

Teach my heart to fully know
There is none besides You
Take my fickle heart and show
There is none besides You

Dash my lust for all You loathe
Take my nakedness and clothe
Teach my heart to fully know
There is none besides You

Jealousy, rights, I’m owed them less
You are He who knows them best

Topple my house of cards
Break my crown of glass

In Your fear, bow me low
Cripple my conceited legs
That, crushed in silence, I must cry
There is none besides You