(cont)..is like a shelter in the storm.

I've spent 38 hours in the office since Monday.
Another 2 hours and I technically would have fulfilled 40 hours of labor of the week.
I'm still wondering how I'm going to have the strength for Big Bad Wolf.

(#253) This isn't pretty.

But it isn't so scary anymore either.

~

I didn't know I have the capability of being silly to the point of embarassment,

just so I can hopefully pierce through Cub's dark emo clouds.

Must have been pure sleep deprived madness.

(#250) Having you there...

How can you not have noticed?

If it's a miracle, you worked it.

You made the darkness bright, and built the bridge.

                       ~from How Like A God.

#251

 What we are is what it is. 

Now to actually, literally rest with that knowledge.

And not try to be like a God.

#252

So we press on, continually press on. 

Even when we are weary.
Utterly wise words from Nana.
I'm taking it out of her context of worship.
I'm sure she doesn't mind.

Good night, comrades!

Pork jerky leaves me with a doggy-like breath.

Can't remember the last time my clothes were folded for me.

A thankful spark

Its not the weekend.
But I had a good 5 hours long nap after work.
Waking up to eat past due dinner at 2am.

Excerpt from fastpray

It is so easy to offer our praise and thanks to God when things are good in our lives, basically when we feel thankful.  But what I constantly have to remind myself of is that thankfulness isn’t simply a feeling that comes from good things happening.  It’s an orienting of the heart that, as we practice it, re-focuses our attention away from painful circumstances and back on Jesus, strengthening our awareness of His consistent presence which is necessary if we’re to endure the many things life throws at us on a regular basis.  It is indeed a practice, and one that might not initially match where our hearts are.  It can seem inauthentic, as though we’re denying our true feelings or suffering.As is usually case, the way in which God calls us to follow Him is radically different than what feels natural in this world.  I can honestly say I never want to give thanks for the pain in my life.  And yet on the occasions I try, I notice that something very subtle shifts inside of me.  It’s like a small chasm of space opens up and gives God more room to take up residence with the pain and do the work in my life He’s after.  In these instances thankfulness takes on a very different definition, becoming an act of surrender, trust, and worship rather than simply a response to circumstances.

It's hard to be thankful in this season of being mentally, emotionally and physically tired on a daily basis.
Yet, somewhere inside a very, very gentle stirring contradicts me.

Traffic been good and I've been in on time every morning.
Light Cokes are piling up in the office fridge.
I've managed to get out of the parking lot every single time I'm suppose to have been trapped by buses.

It's in the little things that aren't necessarily visible, solid or clear.
It's in the little things that is so easily taken for granted because maybe everyone else has the same opportunity.
Or the little things that is justified away by 'I deserve this.' or 'I expected this.'

And freewill lets us make that choice to be thankful our very own.
It is only when we choose to, with a drop of humility, that our eyes can be open to the great little things He provides for us.

My life is not my own

To You I belong

I give myself

I give myself to You

Antidote for Anguish

^{1 Samuel 16}

¹⁴ Now the Spirit of the Lord had left Saul, and the Lord sent a tormenting spirit that filled him with depression and fear.

¹⁵ Some of Saul’s servants said to him, “A tormenting spirit from God is troubling you. ¹⁶ Let us find a good musician to play the harp whenever the tormenting spirit troubles you. He will play soothing music, and you will soon be well again.”

¹⁷ “All right,” Saul said. “Find me someone who plays well, and bring him here.”

¹⁸ One of the servants said to Saul, “One of Jesse’s sons from Bethlehem is a talented harp player. Not only that—he is a brave warrior, a man of war, and has good judgment. He is also a fine-looking young man, and the Lord is with him.”

¹⁹ So Saul sent messengers to Jesse to say, “Send me your son David, the shepherd.”²⁰ Jesse responded by sending David to Saul, along with a young goat, a donkey loaded with bread, and a wineskin full of wine.

²¹ So David went to Saul and began serving him. Saul loved David very much, and David became his armor bearer.

²² Then Saul sent word to Jesse asking, “Please let David remain in my service, for I am very pleased with him.”

²³ And whenever the tormenting spirit from God troubled Saul, David would play the harp. Then Saul would feel better, and the tormenting spirit would go away.

Randoms

I'm alive.

Looking forward to the Big Bad Wolf.

(#244) It is getting pink-ier with time.