Random thought number 1
I love my church. Sunday was beautiful. The Spirit's presence was almost palpable. Meryl said the entire service was anointed, and I think she's so right. In everything -- Steven's prayers, Jeff's articulation, Hope's tears, Adria's presence, Jesse's words, Quinn's challenge, Stoke's and Connie's song, Burt's sermon, the communion and weeping and community -- the Gospel reigned. The things of the world -- pride, defensiveness, bitterness, self-righteousness, anger -- were replaced by things of the Spirit -- humility, weakness, forgiveness, grace, restoration, love. Someone asked how we thought visitors responded; personally, I can't imagine how they could have left that service without being more drawn to Christ, because there's nothing more seductive than to see the gospel lived out.
Random thought number 2 (related to random thought number 1)
I love our elders. One of the most powerful things to me about Sunday morning was the gathering of men who left their respective places in the congregation, joined one another on the stage, and stood as a humble, Godly leadership. I'm thankful for these men, so committed to the Gospel and the Church, who ushered in such a poignant time of healing and restoration. I'm thankful to our God who called them and made them his own, and whose work in their lives has been so evident.
Random thought number 3 (related to random thoughts number 1 and 2)
My last thought as I walked out of the sanctuary on Sunday morning:
"I am overwhelmed with joy in the Lord my God." Is. 61:10
Random thought number 4 (unrelated to random thoughts 1-3)
I'm attempting to simplify my life right now. Especially homeschooling. Having difficulty managing four grade-levels -- planning and grading for every subject (almost) for every child at four different grade levels. Crazy. And chaos. Pray for me.
Random thought number 5
Played the game Imaginiff with the Claytons on New Year's Eve. Great fun. You must try it.
Random thought number 6 (may have blogged about this before, but too lazy to read through my posts to find out)
I'm a slow thinker. I've always known this. Friends have ragged me for being slow at things, but truly, I'm slow at DOING because I'm slow at THINKING. This extends into all areas of my life. Need to discipline my child -- "go sit on the sofa until I figure out what to say to you." Need to re-vamp homeschool history strategy -- punt history for two weeks while I think through the possibilities and figure out a new strategy. Want to scrapbook a prayer journal, a birthday mini-album, an altered board book -- creativity comes, but ever so slowly. I can't engage in a debate (that's a nice word for argument), study scripture, read a book, post to my blog, or watch a movie without confronting the fact that my brain processes information far more slowly than I'd prefer. There are advantages, of course: I'm less likely to say something I regret, and there's less opportunity for pride (I'd be even more prideful than I am, if that's possible, if I were as efficient in all these things as I'd like to be). Frankly, though, I really struggle not to compare myself with others in this regard. Like, I think Kim Hill probably has more original thoughts go through her head in a single morning than I do in a month of Sundays. If it matters to me when I get to heaven (which it probably won't, but if it did), I think I'll ask God why he saw fit to give me a brain which operates at dial-up speed. Meanwhile, need to repent.
Random thought number 7
Getting very excited about the site visit to Ireland. When I think about the trip, the only thing that's really making me panic is the airplane ride -- oh, and the fear that we'll leave there with no clue what God wants us to do. Pray for clarity of vision -- and a safe plane trip -- and that I'll trust Him even in the event of an unsafe plane trip.
It's taken me a very slow hour-and-a-half to write this post. I probably should have been thinking about revamping the history curriculum.
Tootles, then, til next time.
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6 comments:
I love to see when you post. Thank you for the kind compliment. That may be true (doubtful), however you do not suffer the verbal diarrhea I suffer from. Good grief. I love your thoughts. To me, I can see them. They are prettily put together and look lovely on a page. I love being your friend. You inspire me.
Thanks for being faithful to check my blog, Kim, even though my posts are sporadic. I love your thoughts as well -- deep, fun, insightful, crazy -- hmm, just like you.
Laura, I love you just the way you are, I wouldn't change a thing about you if it were up to me. Sometimes I watch you and I imagine all your thoughts circling around your head, like you see in cartoons. That's a very silly analogy but I'm a visual person, so bare with me! Your blogs reflect your enigmatic personality and I look forward to them. I, like Kim Hill, stalk you regularly!
Wisdom doesn't come with quick words, Laura. And your wisdom has blessed me many times.
But you do have your quick-thinking moments. Your witty comments Wed. night after class cracked me up.
Oh goodie...another Laura Leigh post!
I am a slow thinker as well. Although, the end result of my time consuming thinking usually isn't near as fruitful as yours. (does that make sense?) I think TOO much. Then my thoughts get all jumbled up. Not clearer. ARRGGG!!
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