Sunday, August 2, 2009

Grace Like Rain.

I really have a lot to say. And the will to say it. But not the energy. I was going to talk about the church of Acts. But I think I would prefer to save it for tomorrow. Sometime when I can find the words.

Right now, I'm listening to "Grace Like Rain" by Todd Agnew. There is a cool breeze coming through my window, and it really isn't that hard to imagine. Grace like rain, falling down on me. All my sins, all my cares, all my bad feelings are washed away.

Today was a mish mash of so many things, both good and hard. Church was interesting. I will talk about that more tomorrow, though. I really feel like a kid sometimes. Not knowing where on the earth she is, or where she is going. Having no one there but her daddy. And just holding onto his hand. Because it's all she can do. Just be led, and trust that her Father knows perfectly well where he's taking her. And knowing that it must be someplace good.

Tomorrow, I am meeting together with Judith. And we are going to change the world.

In devotions, I was noticing how Jesus walks off by himself from time to time. That there are certain times that he knows he needs to be alone with the Father. Quite a few incidences of this are mentioned, actually. It's a good reminder that we aren't called to just spend all of our time and energy with people, constantly giving more than we can recharge. God knows that's an impossible task for any human. And he craves our time, too. There is a time for everything. Jesus displayed it so well. There was a time when he sent the multitudes away, and a time when he called them to Himself. There was a time when he wanted to be known, and a time when he wished to remain anonymous.

Ok. That's all for today. Thank you, Father, for the grace to mess up. To make mistakes. To learn at a slower pace than others. And thank you for the grace to ramble once in a while. Even when we feel like we have nothing of substance to say.

Matthew 14:13A

When Jesus heard it, He departed from there by boat to a deserted place by Himself.

Matthew 14:23

And when he had sent the multitudes away, He went up on the mountain by Himself to pray.

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