Today I went for a bike ride for the first time in quite a while. I just finished the first chapter in the book Tiffany suggested called "crazy love", the chapter was called "stop praying." One of the first things that caught my attention (other then the insane title of the chapter) was when the author refered to praying by saying "stop talking at God." To often thats what I do, I talk at God waiting for him to respond in a huge booming voice from some dark cloud in the sky. I don't want to imply that He can't do that cause I know he can...I just think He wants me to hear Him in the still small voice first, just to make sure I'm listening closely and He has my full attention.
While I was on my bike I focused on the main idea of the chapter: "stop and think" I often accuse myself of "thinking to much" but I no longer think I think enough. I think my problem is that I think to much about things that don't matter, at least not in the sense of the way I'm thinking about them...that isn't vy clear...the way I'm thinking about them isn't the right way and therefore it is needless thought on nothing...that's a lil better. so I just let my thoughts dwell on Gods amazing creation and the love He shows to me through it. Three things stuck out to me as I rode down the road...birds, grass, and mud. They seem a bit random but like I said I let my thoughts wonder free.
you know birds are truly amazing. I saw a hawk while riding...it was just floating in the air without any effort at all, as if everything should be able to cause it was just so easy. I've always wanted to fly, so trust me, I know for a fact that it's far from easy...for me...
God created that bird just the right way...
every muscle where it needs to be
every bone constructed in a unique way
every feather put exactly in place
everything was just right to allow the hawk to float and soar into the sky, like only hawks can.
and grass, such a common thing, seen everywhere...yet God made it for a specific reason and purpose, every blade of grass has its purpose. whether that be to feed an animal or simply to cushion our feet. Even something as small and insignificant as grass has a purpose...so who am I to question God on my purpose??? It's as if I assumed God gave everything in the world a purpose but forgot about me. as if He would skip over me, the one He sent His only son to die a brutal and unbelievable death for, the one He loves so deeply He wants to show it to me everyday in my every day life through creation and His unbelievable creativity, to give something like grass a purpose instead.
Mud...when I think of mud I think of something that's a "mess"...but without it there isn't any plants. I just realized how awesome an illistration mud is. It's dirty and a mess, yet without it nothing grows, much like me. Troubles, trials, temptations, all of them are "dirty" and make a "mess" of my life, but without them I wouldn't grow because I would be content with where and what I am.
Contentment can easily become evil in my opinion. Contentment limits me, it doesn't allow me to go beyond what I think....which is where God is-beyond any limit I could possibly imagine.
watch out for contentment! Enjoy and look for Hods daily show of love to me through His amazing creation.
thoughts...:
why are things created with defects such as a bird which can't fly or a person who is mentally or physically handicapped?
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