Friday, February 26, 2010

Snow and Sensitivity















"Some of nature's most exquisite handiwork is on a miniature scale, as anyone knows who has applied a magnifying glass to a snowflake."

On Tuesday, February 23, 2010, it snowed.

Yes, I said it, SNOW not only in Austin but also in Bastrop TX. I was enthralled in the beauty of it all. I stayed outside until my hands were red as a ripe tomato and completely frozen. It fell so gently yet in a brilliant kind of way. Snow seems to purify everything, adorning trivial objects with beauty. This makes me think of 1 John 1:7. "But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus his Son cleanses us from all sin." His blood covers all of my sin and removes all guilt and condemnation, He remembers the past no more. He takes me in His arms and looks past all imperfection. A parent will love their child even when he or she misbehaves, but disobedience can still result in pain. Lately I have been thinking about how great His love is for His children. And even though He loves me unconditionally and does not hold my faults against me, my sin still saddens His heart. So I ask myself, “What do I do?” For I am a sinner, and will always fall short of His glory. As I previously discussed my disobedience hurts the one I love, and when one truly loves another they themselves feel grief when causing the other pain. So I desire to be more sensitive to sin. For I want to immediately recognize my wrongdoing and cry out for repentance. I'll work at obedience but when I find myself in sin I want to quickly be able to run from it, instead of dwelling in disobedience. I long to be sensitive to the sin around me so I can pray instead of accepting it as the norm. Break my heart for what breaks Yours.

Simple Joys


Have you ever noticed how ordinary things can immediately brighten your day? A teacher at my school had us all write down those moments where we were brought joy by something simple.
Butterflies, Bouquets or Bunnies?
Chocolate Chip Pancakes?
Warm Fuzzy Slippers?
Ribbon & Rainbows?
Ice Cream & Icicles?
A Cupcake?
But I’ve realized that it sometimes doesn’t even take seeing an object or experiencing a moment to have joy. Words and thoughts in themselves can bring contentment. My hair is not tied in a pretty pink ribbon right now, and outside my window there is no rainbow, but when I think of such things I cannot help but to have a happy heart.

Lighthearted


“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky is by no means a waste of time.” -Sir John Lubbock

 I think Father smiles down on us when He sees us taking delight in his creation. As I sit in bed this Friday morning, listening to songs so sweetly composed by the birds outside my window, I am quiet and undisturbed. Taking note of the wind and how it encourages flowers to dance, and listening to streams gently flow is all very comforting. So why am I even writing this blog? In all probability what I type shall be trite and insignificant yet I do not mind, for writing brings tranquility. The sun was just peaking through my window; there is something about light. I am not talking about the artificial kind but light displayed by the sun. It is captivating and lifts ones spirit. I want to learn how to lift people's spirits. Maybe the wind could be my teacher? Or the flowers that play.