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The Baby Eagle: He Smiles.: Do you ever wonder what God is doing, like at this moment? I constantly ask myself that question mostly because God is fascinating, and I...
I spent years waiting and watching... I thought it was my fault. Everyday, during middle and high school, I looked in the mirror and thought, "What can I do differently today that I haven't done yet? How can I do my hair different? Will he like it curly or straight? Is this shirt tight enough? Will he notice my efforts? Will he notice me at all?"---In those years, I watched all of my friends find boys and enter the world of love, but I was not included. I spent nights crying over boys that didn't even know I existed. You may think that this is so cliche, but it's true. Girls spend majority of their time thinking about what they can do to impress the opposite sex. We try everything from a new hair cut, a new hair color, new clothes, or even a new personality. We will totally change who we are just to get them to turn their heads. I thought it was my fault that the boys didn't like me in "that way"...What did I not have that the other girls ha...
Yes, it happened again. God met me where I was...just like He always does. I was sitting at a table at Dunkin' Donuts catching up on some Bible reading for the Chronological plan I am doing with some friends, and I noticed a young boy with glasses staring at me (how cute!). I continued reading and taking some notes...the next thing I knew he was standing next to my table and began to start a conversation with me. It started with, "Hi there. How are you doing? I saw you reading your Bible. What are you reading?" I told him that my friends and I are reading through the Bible chronologically and we are working our way through 2 Chronicles right now. He was intrigued and continued asking me about myself with questions like, "Are you from Rock Hill? What do you like to do for fun? Do you go to church around here? and more." I told him that I was a student at Winthrop and I am working with young Chinese students at a summer camp right now. Th...
My utopia is... ...the heaven that is promised to me by God. Everything it is represents a pure depiction of my utopia. As I walk on the streets of gold beside my one true friend and Lord, Jesus, I see and feel pure joy. I hear the sounds of the saints’ beautiful voices and the noises of the animals lifting up praise to God, exalting his name. My focus has changed. I now can purely focus on the simple things, like hearing my foot steps and God’s powerful yet gentle voice speak to me. My utopia is love. There is no separation of classes by skin color or financial status; we are one in the eyes of God. We are his children. There is no evil. We live in the perfection and holiness of God. I feel God’s love. I feel Jesus holding me; his physical pierced hands grab mine, and I feel him reach out to me. I see God’s throne. I now can understand his dominion and perfect character. The blinders escape from my eyes and I see his glory. I see the sun shine down on...
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