so i went to a concert last night with a bunch of CRAZY AWESOME people and God really spoke to my heart.
here are some of my notes:
*garbage > transforming
letting God transform our garbage
turn your garbage into something beautiful
-meatal sculpture
-glass mosaic
-gumball murall
my thoughts:
we all have garbage in our lives, we all have junk we carry around. stinky, heavy, unnessisary crap. you can either continue to carry it or you can give it to God. He can take the dirtiest, ugliest deepest garbage and turn it into one of His most beautiful masterpieces. Don't let your past dictate your future. I have seen God at work, I have seen Him change my garbage into His masterpiece to influence His kingdom. And though i have a lot more gaarbage to be transformed, i have faith He will use it, continualy changing it, and me to glorify His kingdom.
*i always said if i ever fell inlove I wouldn't be getting up
well guess what?!?
I'm face down on the ground
and i like it down here
My thoughts:
I am head over heels inlove with Jesus Christ. He is the love of my life. I can never recover from this depth of love I feel. I don't always understand His love me (I can be a huge jerk, an annoying brat, a bad friend, lazy, jealous, and plain mean) But he promise to love me throughh it all. And for that reason, because He loves me no matter what I do, I WANT to serve Him I want to obey him. I lopve HIm too, but i could nerver love Him to the depth He loves me because I am human with selfish, self-centered tendencies. He understands that and lives me anyway. I love the feeling of being love "Just Because" not because i have money (which by the way I don't), or because i am popular (which by the way i'm not) , or because i do things for people, or because otf the way i look or talk or what i do.nHe loves me Just Because and that, my friends, is true agape, God, 1 cor 13 style love.
* I am so truely blessed
I have friends wo encourage me
challenge me and
love me (even when i am unloveable)
Jesus you have blessed me more than I could ever express in words
more than i could ever thank you for
you are amazing
thank you
love, your little girl
My thoughts:
(smile) thank you
*I heard God whisper to me
1st time i realized it was him
in little moments
little phrases, ideas, thoughts
it is quick, but it is Him
so i have to write it down so i don't forget it
i will mull the thought over and figure out why He would tell me that
*It's like God speaks to me in little whispers they don't linger and I am left thinking, pondering He teaches me so much
My thougts:
God speaks in the silences, He can converse with us through our thoughts. When I am reading a book, watching a movie, jammim at a concert or talking with a friend I hear whispers in my head. I have been told I am good at giving advice and telling people how it is. I must confess it was not me, it was the whisper, God speaking through me. I think it is amazing that He, the God of the univers would want to talk to me. Its amazing. He cares about me, my day, my annoyances, my joys, my sorrows, my hardships, my life ... ALL about it. God is SO real its not funny. I love Him so much. Thank You for loveing me, i do not deserve it, but i do enjoy You company.
When i write down the whispers it helps me to think about it later, especially if i am jamming at a concert and can't think much due to the niose, it also helps me to mull it over later in the wk and month. Good food for thought. He teaches me so much through His quiet whispers.
*blood shed brow
He didn't die for nothing!
My thoughts:
Everytime i think of Jesus on the cross, dying for MY sin, becuase I am a disobedient jerk, i can't help getting emotinal. I killed Christ. He died for the so I could be set free. He died for His creation. I want everyone to know Him.
I am not saying everyone needs organized religion... not at all. What I am saying is everyone NEEDS to give Chirst a chance, get to know Him. I know many people have been burned by the church or chirstians before. All I can say is I am sorry. They were not representing Christ or what He stands for. Please give Him a chance. I would love to talk with you about it.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
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