80's Night

Weary

Ever get weary of the world making you happy? Or things in the world making you happy? Especially when you realize how fleeting the happiness is?

Events, people, places, things...(in essence, nouns) that effect the eternal make me extremely happy and I don't get bogged down in them. I get bogged down in the temporal. Really it's just that I am more frustrated that the temporal nouns that make me happy are more present than the eternal.

Jesus....I just want to be utterly and completely happy with who he is and the blessings he has given me. The eternal ones...

I've re-started a John Piper book called "Don't Waste Your Life" He has this to say, on page 9: (which is his page 1)

"It was not always plain to me that pursuing God's glory would be virtually the same as pursuing my joy."

So...it's back to the basic question of self-sacrifice. Am I ready to give up what I want to pursue God's glory....which, according to Piper, will be virtually the same as pursuing my joy....

I know the church answer...

Weekend fun

Last night I went to watch amateur wrestling. I am not typically a fan....but I had so much fun. It's a little conference room set up at this hotel. It's intense! There's nothing like gettin' called out by one of the wrestlers....or at least that's what they say. You've really got to through yourself into it, or it could get old. But SO fun! Props to Ben, Sarah and Nick for introducing it to me (us).

Today I went and painted pottery with Leigh and Christina. It was fun as well. Would have been more relaxing if all the small children weren't running around whilst the parents finished painting their pieces. (btw, why would you get a large piece to paint when your three year old gets a small one?!?) While painting we ate sandwiches, strawberries, cherries, apples, and cheese. It was great company. I totally messed up the "r" in my quote....but I think I made it less noticeable. I'll find out next Saturday after 3pm.

So far...that's the exciting part of my life...:) Now I'm off to make a poster.

bye!

more dreams

I wish I could crash like the waves
Or turn like the autumn leaves
In effort to praise you
I wish I could smell like the forest
The fragrance lifting a might chorus
In effort to praise you

But I’m such a limited creature
And my words can only paint so many pictures
But somewhere I think that I have read that I am
Treasured over all creation
So I know that must try

I wish I could roll like the thunder
And leave the earth below in wonder
In effort to praise you
I wish I could fall like the summer rain
And every drop would sing your name
In effort to praise you

But I know that I must try…

Gloria, glory in the highest
Forever I will hide myself in thee
Gloria, glory in excelesis deo
Gloria, Gloria
Every breath that I breathe
Every moment of my history
In effort to praise you
An effort to praise you…

*Watermark--Gloria*

Dreams...

I wanna open up my eyes And see a more beautiful world
Let the hand of God Almighty sweep his colors through my life
I wanna hold tight to the laughter and ride it like a child On the winds that billow joyful through the sky
I wanna open up my heart but you know, sometimes it's hard to find Because I've buried it beneath the selfishness that I've hidden behind
I wanna stand my ground unshaken, I wanna tremble when I kneel
And let my song remain unbroken through the tears

So let me sing for the love, let me love for the lost
Let me lose all I have for what I found on the cross
Let me trust you with my life, let me live to give you praiseLo
Lord, let me praise you for the grace by which I'm saved
Lord, let me sing

I wanna open up Your word and let the thirsty enter in
So they can drink deep of the water you've given to them
I want to run the race with vigor, I want to fight the fight with strength
And let my song rise from a whisper to a scream
I wanna open up my arms and embrace that old rugged cross
I wanna take pride in the reason and be humbled by the cause
And when this lisping, stamm'ring tongue lies silent in the grave
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,I'll sing your praise I'll sing your praise

So let me sing for the love let me love for the lost
Let me lose all I have For what I found on the cross
Let me trust you with my life, let me live to give you praise
Lord, let me praise you for the grace by which I'm saved
Lord, let me sing

Happy 4th

It's 10:49 and I'm arriving home from a fantastic day with my friends. What's most amazing is we left downtown at 10:00 and where to my apt by 10:30. This is amazing because it's a typically a 20 min drive and with the amount of traffic there was...I should still be waiting to get on 65. But I digress...

This weekend my friend Jennie's been in town. Its been great fun, busy, but great fun. We started today with a trip to the Pancake Pantry and then headed downtown to sweat until the fireworks happened. I'm always entertained by people and the art of people watching. The 4th is never a disappointment in this sense. Today we played catch phrase and made new friends with the guys sitting next to us, and we got in a little Phase 10 action. I hate phase 7.

As I watched the fireworks fill the sky I couldn't help but feel innocent again. During the grand finale my wide-eyed wonder was met with a deep rumbling of my insides from the fireworks. I had two thoughts then--first, is this anything like what war feels/sounds like? Second, how much more will greater will the voice of God be when I finally hear it?

I liked the innocent, child-like feeling...no matter how fleeting it was...for a moment I was 10 again. It was grand.