God.
I used to think that Goldendale, and my life in it, were changeless. But things are changing, and the more big and little things alter, the more I think about how God is totally in charge of my life. I look back on the events of the past year or so, and I see His guiding hand there so clearly that I can hardly believe I wasn’t able to reach out and touch it.
The future.
I’m a future-thinker. I think about the future all the time; I like to feel mentally prepared, as if I somehow have it mapped out. In August, I’m moving 3,000 miles away from home to go to Bible school for a year, and even though I’m thrilled to go, I’m struggling to surrender my “mapping out” tendencies to God. Mentally, I know that He orchestrates my life for His glory and my good (Romans 8:28), but I have a really hard time living like I truly believe that.
Love.
I’m not talking about the warm-and-fuzzy feelings we call love. I’m talking about love. Two weeks ago, I wrote an entire essay on this one word. That was pretty eye-opening for me. We like to think of “love” as something happy and pleasant, but do you think Jesus Christ was happy to be beaten with forty lashes and then made to carry His own cross to Calvary? Was it enjoyable to hang nailed to that cross, crushed under the weight of the world’s sin? I don’t think so. I don’t know about you, but when someone I care about is hurting me, I’m much quicker to wonder “Why are they doing this to me?” than to recognize it as an opportunity to prove how much I love them. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things (1 Corinthians 13:7).
Summertime.
We had a good half-inch of snow this morning. It’s still pretty, still silent and beautiful and magical. But tomorrow is March, people. I think winter is overstaying its welcome, personally! I guess it’s true that I feel this way pretty much every year, but do you remember these beautiful, sunny, warm, mosquito-y, fresh evenings back in July?
What are you thinking about?
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