Sunday, March 13, 2011

Recycling Sea Foam


Sometimes I wonder why I'm so sinful. Wouldn't God be able to use me more if I were holy and victorious all the time? I carry these sins and secrets and wonder how I'm ever going to make my Father smile.

God's been teaching me a different perspective* lately. When the most awful things about me are surrendered to God, when I despair of fixing myself, God can trade the spirit of heaviness for the garment of praise*. I'm amazed how my ragged soul and splintered perfection can be the very things used by God to work in other's lives

[Side Note: I always thought that as I grew as a Christian, my sins would gradually get fewer and less and I'd be generally holy before God, but the opposite is true. The closer I get to God, the more I see the absolute wickedness of my soul. That causes a despair that brings me to hope in Jesus. And that's just how God planned it.]

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Is writing supposed to be so hard? I'm straining to keep my dialogue a heartbeat above cliche. I had no idea I blathered so much. I feel like I'm recycling sea foam.

Oh and Sister Wives is one of the most awful shows ever.

R<3

Listening to Travis - My Eyes

2 comments:

  1. "recycling sea foam"? you made that up? that's definitely not cliche.

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