| today I experienced a chromed-out, metallic purple, blue flamed VW bug with spinners and dual exhaust being driven by a 70 yr old woman wearing a backwards hat cruisin at 80 mph...you gotta love life to enjoy it.
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| I've finally cracked the mystery! After all these years... A bakers dozen is thirteen because they bake a normal dozen and then another one to taste. Ahhhhhh, I'm gonna sleep well tonight.
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| I hope that someday, I will be able to say those words. Some would say the fear is in letting go and being willing to do whatever God gives you. But my fear, my great anxiety, the ultimate letdown, is that I just wont do in the first place. I dont want to say that and then it not be my intention to follow through. If there is one thing Ive learned in this whole growing with God thing, it is that being a hypocrite is one of the worst things to be. The one way I would like to avoid failing God, is in that fashion. Now someone comes up and says, "Bryan, it is ok to fail. That is what God's Grace is all about." God giving grace is an awesome thing but it should not, and I will not let it become, a catch-all for my faith. Grace covers us when we fall, but I too often concede grace as a safety net for my sins without trying to tear out the roots itself. My prayer is for God to lead me to a place where I see His face and I know who I am making the choice for.
Father, lead me to places I do not want to go and dress me with clothes I did not pick out, for Your Glory.
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| so you know those moments in life when you're thinking, is God speaking to me now? but you aren't sure and dont know whether you should act or not. and then there are those few times when God is clearly shouting at you and it feels as if everything around you is pointing towards a specific action.
i find it odd that my reaction to both situations is very similar. indecision. pussyfooting around. scared cowering?
well God works as God works i guess, regardless of me. backed into a corner, i open my mouth and the words just come out. PTL. That is all.
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| hey sweet, now it is a year later.
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