Surprise!

I actually forgot this thing existed, as I am sure everyone else has as well.
We're mixing it up a little bit these days, I've started working at the Mustard Seed, and I am beginning to see that this God of ours has a plan to use me, whether it is at the Seed letting people in the door, at my home cooking people dinner, on the sidewalk smiling at a stranger, or in the restaurant inquiring about a waitresses day.
Last night we had the big Christmas bash, turkey dinner and blessed fellowship. I was reminded of how God has given me such a great group of people to call friends.
One thing that stuck out in my mind was the way my friend Jenni described someone. "He's a guy that loves people. Not the ministry he's employed by, but just people, wherever they may be."
I want to be known as someone like that. Just someone who genuinely loves people. Regardless of their societal status, their political beliefs, their religious and denominational affiliations, or their physical presence. Just loves, because that's what my Jesus does.
Bless you.

In The Silence

Tired of telling you, you have me

When I know you really don't

Tired of telling you I'll follow

When I know I really won't

Cause I'd rather stand here speechless

With no great words to say

If my silence is more truthful

And my ears can hear how to walk in your way

In the silence

You are speaking

In the quiet I can feel the fire

And it's burning, burning deeply

Burning all that it is that you desire to be silent, in me

Oh Jesus can you hear me?

My soul is screaming out

And my broken will cries teach me

What your Kingdom's all about

Unite my heart to fear you,

To fear your holy name

And create a life of worship

In the spirit and truth of your loving ways

-Jason Upton

My friend Andrew introduced me to this song. It's one of those songs that hurts my heart. In a good way. A necessary way. A scary way.

There's something to be said for the vulnerable truth- I'm tired of going to church and saying to myself (and moreso to Jesus) okay God, it's me and you- then gossip on the way home from church or be rude to my roommate or stress about my future. I'm sick of hurting God. I want it to be different- I want to yearn for Him, hurt for Him, feel His pain and experience His joy. I want to desire Him more than anything else. Maybe recognizing it and praying through this song will get me going. Get me started. Make me realize that He is speaking, in the quiet, and He'll reach out to me even though I pull away from Him.

Just a few thoughts from a tired student.

God bless you my friends.

Give it a shot...

I've tried to blog before- it ended as one more thing that I just never had time for. I'm on the move again, leaving the Davies' house at the end of April. I'm heading to... unknown. And I'll work at... unknown. I'm not quite sure yet, but as per usual, I'm sure it will be an adventure. Camp comes the beginning of July, and for the first time, I'll be there all summer! That's right- I get to be Nurse Sarah for two whole months. I've got my scrubs and my thermometer, and my classic piece of advice (Drink a glass of water). It's really all you need for the everyday camper- I suppose some compassion, story books, and a few mom hugs will help as well.
Well, off to study the nature and diagnostic criteria of paranoid schizophrenia.
Have a good one, enjoy the sun.