thinking things about life and Jesus and stuff
I’m feeling angsty today.
It might be that I’m listening to Patty Griffin.
It might be that I just finished re-reading Elisabeth Elliot’s Passion and Purity.
It might be that I’m in an airplane thousands of feet above the earth.
Traveling always does a little something to my insides. It’s like it gives me room to step out of my life for just a moment and view it from an entirely different angle, and I love the reflection, I love the angst and consideration of it all.
On Thursday night I sat across the table from two of my favorite people in the whole world: my two amazing sisters.
We talked and laughed and shared stories of days gone by. At one point my sister answered the question:
If you could have one trait from each us, what would it be?
She didn’t hesitate to answer for me. My sister would want to have my faith-fullness; to be filled with faith.
It made me laugh a little.
Well guys, here we are.
My sweet sister is getting married tomorrow.
I can’t really believe it.
I pray for a day of miracles.
I pray that as she slips into that white dress she’ll take a second to stop and look in the mirror.
She’ll look beautiful, but I pray she sees more than that. I pray that it will bring joy to her heart to see herself covered in white as she remembers that she’s been washed, purified by the blood of Jesus.
Well, March has left us, taking with it my birthday, Easter and the most beautiful weather we generally get down here in Austin.
Here are my ten posts from this past month in the form of a paragraph:
Our Easter service
I had a little bit of a stage-of-life reflection month. I think God is pushing me to grasp that the circumstances in my life are evidence of love. I think He wants me to know that when I act as if I’m ‘single for a reason‘ it communicates something about my view of God. Additionally, I processed the 4 reasons to be a sister before you’re a wife.
Everything has been sort of a mess this week.
My heart has been disconnected from God and distanced from people. My co-worker has started calling me Eeyore.
I’ve been annoyed by everything I see around me.
I’m over the Internet. I’m tired of people saying dumb things and I’m tired of people using the glory of God to muddy the water.
I’m irritated by the pressure I feel to reduce my pretty complicated beliefs to 140 characters. My heart doesn’t fit in that space.
But in the middle of it, rises up Good Friday.