I've made a few monuments in my life, piles of sins that look like relationships, music, character, habits, and books. I've piled the stones of "look what God has done" and I've stood on that pile and known Christ more with each addition. But sometimes I have to take one stone out of that erected pillar and dust it off. I have to remember what the problem was and remember how good the Lord is to me. I have to testify again of my own aversion to its absence in my life and how it's as tasteless to me now as the stone I'm holding. Sometimes that testimony hurts. Maybe it hurts because it's a shameful past, or a recent one; maybe it hurts because it's transparency and seeing through things means really seeing it all.
I shared something painful last Sunday with some girls at my church. I confessed something that few knew and it felt good to let them know. Not because I felt its pressing need to be told, but because those monumental pillars in our lives are testimonies of the cleansing power in transparency and, which is more, the testimony of God's full goodness to us.
I took some of those stones out today and I'll probably take out a few more in the next couple years -- opportunities to share are many and my calling is no less than to tell.
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Why IS surrender such a struggle?
i love you lore, by the way, M&M is an awesome horse for me:] i love er so much:] luv ya!!
i got a xanga, too. it's called :
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love you, lor.
haven't talked this week, and i'm noticing it.
i'll really miss you tomorrow at liz's special night, but we'll see you soon...
if only you knew friend. why does being away hurt so much even when i'm fully sure of God's purpose in me being away?
I'm asking myself that very question everyday Lore.
the interview is tomorrow at 3pm. pray. i'm freaking out, but more desperate and prayerful and wanting to be hopeful. needing to be hopeful. talk about satan hating this: my home phone is completely dead and not destined to be fixed till sunday...so i'll have to find another place to make this phone call. grr.
If I was there you could use my phone. I promise. You're going to do great and the Lord's blessing is on you friend. I trust that He's good enough to plan your steps and place your feet firmly -- He's good like that. Trust Him.
And I'll see you soon =) Roadtrip to Nashville here I come!
ok...aftermath of "the interview" and i'm still breathing. this is good... i'm going to try to call you soon.
i try, maybe not hard enough. i call. just not at the right times. i'm bad at that i notice. i feel sad when i get jealous, cause i know we'll have someday. but today sounds nicer. so anyway, love you.
i know. i'm sometimes sorry that growing up means living different lives. i wish sometimes our lives were lived together, in unison. i love you.
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