community of believers

I want to be yours…

Abandoned Home I’ve always been a dreamer. I can’t tell you when it started or if it will ever end, but I can tell you that right now, in this space–I still dream. I get lost in foggy mornings and rainy days on a regular basis. The smell of rain has to be one of the most intoxicating things I believe you can experience. I’m not sure why anyone does drugs. I’m not sure why we don’t love life more and take in all the ‘little’ things. Have you ever stopped and listened to yourself breathing? Every inhalation is a divinely crafted push of air from God to you. Take a moment and run your finger from your palm to your shoulder blade and notice how the feeling changes–its so subtle and yet so magnificent that I tend to get goosebumps. What is this? All these beautiful things that God has created and yet I neglect Him daily, I pray less instead of more. When life gives me lemons–I cry in the silence about things I can’t control and I refuse to believe that He will free me from these burdens. How is it, I can be so ungrateful to a God who’s continually covering me in grace?

When I think about the honor it was to grow up in a Christian home where I learned the Bible and drank God’s word on a regular basis–I feel so blessed. But when I think about how far removed I am from it and how I can barely recollect many scripture verses, my heart weeps with discontent. I find myself wanting to exchange literature of poets and lyrics of musicians for that of scripture. Why, have I become so lost in these wordily things and forget about my maker until I’m knee deep back in sin?

I pray that God have mercy upon my soul and lead back to where He and I were in constant fellowship. I pray that he would restore in a heart that yearns to learn more about Him without hesitance. I pray that He would consume me and lead me to drink from the well of life once more, to leave behind the things of this of world in exchange for the love of heaven. I want to be more like Him. I want to see people as he sees people. I want to love people as He loves people. Dear God, I want to be yours whole-heartedly without condition. I simply want to be yours.


Are we disconnected?

Is anyone else frustrated with the fact that we don’t talk to people any more? What ever happened to the days when you could have simple dialogue with someone in the elevator or in the line at the grocery store? These moments rarely exist without people thinking you’re a freak and whipping out their iPhone 10 in order to ignore conversation. It’s crazy when you think about it. We’d rather tweet, facebook, and text over having a physical encounter with anyone in order to connect. I notice everyday, kids don’t know how to speak to people. It’s because their parents in conjunction with society has taught them how to communicate in an alternate format.

Is that God’s plan for us? To simply live out our lives never getting involved in the lives of one another because we don’t know each other. I mean, why is our being friends contingent upon whether your kids in my kids class, now we’re in the same small group, we work at the same place. Is that really what God intended when he spoke about ‘loving thy neighbor as you love thy self’? I think we’re in desperate need of a wake up call if we aren’t willing to step outside of what is comfortable to us and make friends with strangers. We were designed for community. We are designed to hold each other accountable for living a life pleasing to God. A life bearing the burdens of our neighbors, and strangers alike. Even as I sit here and write this I am just as guilty as the next but I want to change. I want to be different. I want to be part of a community of believers that care about others more than themselves.

Scripture References:
Acts 2:42-47
Galatians 6:2
1 Peter: 4:9
Philippians 2:4