joys of breathing
in overlooking some of my published thoughts, the over-arching theme of depression or dreariness seems to be present in the thoughts i present. this is not completely the case. so i thought i would elaborate a little bit on the positive side of my life (if there is any, j/k!!!! :P)
i am coninually in the enthralling love of God. there are some days when it is like i can almost feel the muscles of His arms around me, hearing the actual beat of His heart. His grace, His mercy, His joy gives me strength and sufficiency to live, not just to exist, but to actually LIVE. i am always remember of His goodness and yet it seems to surprise me everytime, what a great God we serve! a shocking sacrafice of love can all but consume me, to be in service of to the greatest cause in the universe, ultimate LOVE, how honored am i?
yet i also understand how lucky i am to be allowed to breathe another day. nothing i have ever done or will do will allow me or give me reason to be here inhaling fresh air. many go before me, many will go after me, but i have been given to this time and this place. how much of a calling do i need?
the blessings of God are innummerable- phyically, emotionally, socially healthy; a family not only of love and understanding, but that of encouragement and sacrafice; friends (all three of them, j/k) that care and are concerned; the ability to be financially responsible; the opportunity to be in complete service to His cause and His glory, may Jehovah Jireh be praised!
lastly, i will end with this. i am completely baffled by the newest piece of jewelry. sounds weird, huh? of course i lost my last ring, and my ever so gracious mother bought me another one (this would be the fourth). but i decided to change from the last look i was promoting, and went with a ring with inscriptions on it. when i got it in the mail, i forgot about what it said and had to look up to remember why i chose this specific ring. it is in hebrew and reads, "i am my Beloved's, and my Beloved's is mine." the honor of a supreme being, the actual Creator of the dirt i walk on and the sun i walk under would desire for me to be called His own, and yet that is not enough, that He allows me to call on Him in the same. . . . precious Yahweh. how great is our GOD!
i am coninually in the enthralling love of God. there are some days when it is like i can almost feel the muscles of His arms around me, hearing the actual beat of His heart. His grace, His mercy, His joy gives me strength and sufficiency to live, not just to exist, but to actually LIVE. i am always remember of His goodness and yet it seems to surprise me everytime, what a great God we serve! a shocking sacrafice of love can all but consume me, to be in service of to the greatest cause in the universe, ultimate LOVE, how honored am i?
yet i also understand how lucky i am to be allowed to breathe another day. nothing i have ever done or will do will allow me or give me reason to be here inhaling fresh air. many go before me, many will go after me, but i have been given to this time and this place. how much of a calling do i need?
the blessings of God are innummerable- phyically, emotionally, socially healthy; a family not only of love and understanding, but that of encouragement and sacrafice; friends (all three of them, j/k) that care and are concerned; the ability to be financially responsible; the opportunity to be in complete service to His cause and His glory, may Jehovah Jireh be praised!
lastly, i will end with this. i am completely baffled by the newest piece of jewelry. sounds weird, huh? of course i lost my last ring, and my ever so gracious mother bought me another one (this would be the fourth). but i decided to change from the last look i was promoting, and went with a ring with inscriptions on it. when i got it in the mail, i forgot about what it said and had to look up to remember why i chose this specific ring. it is in hebrew and reads, "i am my Beloved's, and my Beloved's is mine." the honor of a supreme being, the actual Creator of the dirt i walk on and the sun i walk under would desire for me to be called His own, and yet that is not enough, that He allows me to call on Him in the same. . . . precious Yahweh. how great is our GOD!
posted by Harwood at
12:33 PM
2 Comments:
"Dreariness?" "Depression?" uhh...Now that you mention it.....uhhh......well, lets just say it's great to see a 'HAPPY' post! I know things can get rough. We all go thru valleys and seasons of struggle. But You are so right to respond with praise to our God!
It is an encouragement to see your words, and a good reminder to me to be more mindful of what blessings we DO have. Even our next breath!
Anyway. I'll talk to you tomorrow.
later
wow my brotha! i am really glad to see you giving God the all the praise! sometimes it is easy to forget about him when our lives are going so good or when our week has been filled with so much joy that we do not set aside time for him to just say thank you! Thank you Matt for your blog:-D it makes my heart smile;-D
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