Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Desert Song

Rachel Bode shared this song, called Desert Song, last night at church. The bridge has been encouraging me.

Verse 1:
This is my prayer in the desert
And all that's within me feels dry
This is my prayer in the hunger in me
My God is a God who provides

Verse 2:
And this is my prayer in the fire
In weakness or trial or pain
There is a faith proved
Of more worth than gold
So refine me Lord through the flames

Chorus:
And I will bring praise
I will bring praise
No weapon forged against me shall remain
I will rejoice
I will declare
God is my victory and He is here

Verse 3:
And this is my prayer in the battle
And triumph is still on it's way
I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ
So firm on His promise I'll stand

Bridge:
All of my life
In every season
You are still God
I have a reason to sing
I have a reason to worship

Verse 4:
This is my prayer in the harvest
When favor and providence flow
I know I'm filled to be empited again
The seed I've recieved I will sow

Monday, June 8, 2009

scattered thoughts on a rainy day

I love rain.
the smell.
the sound, especially as it hits the leaves.
the sight.
the little droplets that bring miracle to the soil.

Today, it brings refreshment, peace, awareness, inspiration, and restoration. It is therapeutic and soothing for my impatient attitude and my state of transition.

It always seems to rain and storm in movies when something bad happens. Have you ever noticed that? The thunder clatters while the lightning sears the earth, just as someone brings bad news about a loved one or someone dies. Even outside of the movies, people seem more moody when it rains. The sun is not shining, apparently giving people a good opportunity to complain...that is until the sun is shinning, but too intensely, so the complaining starts all over again.

As I sit on my front porch steps, I am overcome by the joy that rain gives me, as well as, the hope for green days ahead. Instead of seeing rain as making things wet and miserable, I see it as bringing restoration to the thirsty ground. This mentality seeps into why I love to listen to people's gray days, seasons, parts of their lives. God has given me the ability to see the good and speak it forth. We all have areas of uncertainty in our lives...gray spots that cause us to question and lose sight of the big picture. No matter how dark the day may seem, we must live in the moment and be able to sift out the bad to take hold of the good. There is something good to be brought into every moment and experience, for we serve a God who brings refreshment and restoration.

Thank you for reading these scattered thoughts, and blessings to you as I enjoy the gray, rainy scene before me. Oh, what peace.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Cold Tangerines

My roommate from college sent me the book, Cold Tangerines, by Shauna Niequist, for my birthday. I had read my roommate's copy a while ago and was eager to reread it. Again, I was struck by Shauna's ability to draw me into her writing. The first chapter is about waiting. We are always waiting for something...a big moment that will define the future, a relationship, a career discovery, a thinner and fitter version of ourselves, or a more mature, educated, and collected version of ourselves. We think that when what we've been waiting for actually happens, then life will truly begin.

During my last semester of college, many peers would make the excuse that they were going to drink and have fun because they would have to start "real" life after graduation. They seemed to be waiting for "real" life to begin. I never got that...what was it called that they were living at those moments? fake life? I realize that being in college permits a more carefree lifestyle and that this transition into becoming a self-sufficient adult is not easy, but every moment is life unfolding. The decisions they made, and I made, will stay with us as we now go forth from graduation.

My arena of waiting is slightly different from Shauna's and my peers'. Though I'm content to be where I am and who I am, there is still a sense of waiting for what God exactly has in mind for my life and what my future will look like. This, I know, is gradually unfolding as I live each moment. Yet, sometimes I wish that there was a big billboard that I could look at or a movie that I could watch that would explain it all. If that happened, I would try to make it on my own and would miss the whispers of God and nudges of the Holy Spirit that steer me in the right direction. So I suppose I'll have to just buckle my seat belt and go for a ride!

I have been pondering these two questions all week and will ask them to you: What are you waiting for? Is is prohibiting you from seeing what is happening in the present? Life is here and now, in this second that just passed us by.