Forgive my Paula Abdul reference, but that seems to be the mantra of my life of late. Moments of productiveness followed by hours of sitting still, waiting for inspiration. Feeling on top of the world, then getting knocked back on my rear. Keeps me humble, I suppose.
I did get so much accomplished today; so many things were crossed off my "to do" list this afternoon, and it felt GREAT. Now I'm watching "Idol" and trying to interpret what Paula means during her critiques. Does anyone have a "Paula to English" dictionary? "The world needs to see what we hear"... what the...
On a more serious note, I'm still loving my Beth Moore book. Last night I was reading her interpretation of how John must have felt after his brother, James, was killed. She contends that, during this traumatic time in his life, John surely discovered what it meant to be alone before God. Stripped bare. Broken and confused.
"Sometimes we don't realize how real He is until we've experienced the awesomeness of His answerless Presence. He knows that what we crave far more than explanations is the unshakable conviction that He is utterly, supremely God."
How completely humbling it is to me to take a moment and try to comprehend just how awesome God is. It's incomprehensible, but so true. Utterly, supremely God. Wow.
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I've had that song stuck in my head All Day Lori. Thanks.
I can see all of your colors AND textures.
PS- I want to dance like there's no tomorrow. :)
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