The simple greatness of a moment

As I was looking through some of my old writings, I found this from a few years ago..and with this current state of rain I figured it appropriate..

Whenever there are days like today..days when the rain either makes you want to: one- run through the rain and escape the present state of reality or two- lie around and contemplate things,listening to the peaceful quiet sound that it brings to Earth. Well, at least those are two of the side effects that rain has on me ..

Anyway, as I am getting onto the tiger transit (absolutely drenched from the rain; already in that contemplative state) I begin to look for an empty seat. Luckily, there is one seat left, in the very back next to some girl on her cell phone just talking away, not even enjoying the wonder and greatness of the rain. Right before the bus was about to take off another girl came onto the bus. However, she was not as lucky as I-she would have to stand..the whole ride.

Minutes passed and a very generous guy got up and kindly offered her his dry seat. This simple moment almost brought me to tears. I really wanted to stand up and hug that guy. Not only because he was attractive, but because he, unlike any other self-absorbed guy on that bus just took one look at this average girl and did not think twice about her not having something as simple as a seat. But, this guy who could probably have any girl he wanted even if he were the biggest jerk in the world cared that this unknown average girl did not have a seat...and it mattered. And, it got me to thinking, why don't we all care about each other that way. No matter how average or strange. No matter how poor or rich. Just us being us...helping one another in need even if nothing comes in return.

Never Alone

Time spent being around people you can have fun with, people you can be yourself with, and people you feel you could cry with, are the most priceless moments in life. Feeling as though I had no one to turn to or to make these amazing moments with, after a while I felt I had no reason to look at life through colorful eyes, so I figured...why not turn to the only one who has been there for me through everything. Even when I, the one He loves, turns my back upon Him, He remains constant. Even through messing up, time and time again. Through sadness.Laughter. Bad days and good... Why not turn to my God who loves me and adores me. And, in doing so, I have been sent some amazing people and have not laughed more in my entire life,than I have in these past couple of days. And, for Him, I have to thank for that :)

He is our bull :)

This analogy may sound a little silly. But, it really spoke some truth into my life, so I thought I would share with the hopes of it doing the same for you :)

Today as I was driving home from work I passed the cow pasture on my rode. Just like Usual. However, this time memories from a couple years ago came flooding into my mind. Memories of a sunny day, an old friend, and carelessness. What did we do you may ask? Well, I'll tell you. One pretty day we were passing this cow pasture as usual, but this time, we decided we wanted to play with these cute little creatures. Mistake #1 they are not as friendly as they are cute. But, we did not know this. So, we climbed over the barbed wire fence and made our way over to the babies. The babies did not seem to even be bothered by us. The mothers seemed to be afraid but did not know what to do, while the bulls were ready to do whatever it took to protect their families.
While thinking about this I kind of felt like God was showing me how He is our bull. Big. Strong. Equipped and ready. And, He will do whatever it takes to protect us from anything that could harm us. The mother cows did not know what to do in the face of fear. They just stood there helpless. The babies had no idea. They just stood there clueless. Evil comes in many different ways. Sometime it creeps up on us and we don't have any idea it is right behind us, and sometimes it is staring us straight in the face and we don't know how to defeat it. Just like Psalm 3:6 says, " I will not fear the tens of thousands gathered against me on every side.. from the Lord comes my deliverance." That is when our bull kicks into action. Ready to do anything and everything to protect his family or his children, the bull will succeed. Our Father will succeed. Sometimes we are like the babies, we have no idea the extent to which our Father goes, to protect us. Thats why we need to thank our Father everyday! Thank Him for the things He is doing that we don't even know about. He will protect His children. He will protect His family. No matter the cost.

Power through Worship

Ever since I was a little girl I have been a colorful dreamer. From amazing dreams with Jesus to not so amazing nightmares. In detail I used to remember EVERYTHING.However, as of late, I have not been able to remember much of my dreams. Whether being random bits and pieces or nothing at all, my dreams seem to diminish from my memory as I wake up. Now, as you can imagine, this can be a little frustrating. I LOVE DREAMS,I WANT TO REMEMBER. And, Jesus knows that :) so..with that knowledge He allowed me to do so a couple nights ago. And, in doing so He taught me something,like always :) In my dream there was panic in the air. Surrounded by thousands of people I am trying to make a decision whether I would be safer going up the stairs of this huge building or down the stairs. A natural disaster is about to strike. The decision to go up is made and the stairs start moving as if they were an escalator.My room with all of my belongings are up so I quickly choose to go after them. As I am going up on these moving stairs, they change direction and begin to descend. As the stairs are taking me down, I hear a girl say," Why are you going down? I am going to be safe because I am going up." I tried to go up, even as I was going down I tried to make it go up. I was not in control. Nothing I tried worked. As I'm descending, the stairs end at the outside front of this gigantic building. People are praying. Crying out. I begin to feel uneasy about the coming of this catastrophe as I hear hundreds of people praying and crying out to... Allah.In the middle of them all there is a fountain on the ground and I feel the need to worship in the midst of it all. Being drawn towards the fountain,eyes closed,I raise my hands and begin to worship. I feel my feet reach the water and slowly I make my way through it. Feeling a reassuring peace wash over me, the water ends and I reach the other side. Opening my eyes I see clueless children among their praying parents. They come to me.And, we begin to dance. Laughing and playing and smiling we create a new atmosphere. The parents and grandparents and teenagers begin to cease in their worship to Allah as they begin to observe the freedom in their children,grandchildren, brothers and sisters. Silence sweeps this place with hope and joy filling it.

You see, even when it seems all odds are against you and you are the only one, God will prevail. Even in the least likely of instances He will make himself known. When hard times are presented and our first thought is that of selfishness, He will alter our course. No matter what we do and the decisions we make, He will change them to fit His plan. So we must worship! If we choose to worship through our fear, worship through our pain, our emptiness, our worries, worship through everything, every circumstance, every situation, He will provide us with the opportunity to fly high above all else. Soaring over it all. Worship brings the power to do the unspeakable, the unimaginable. Even in times when we want to go up where it will be safest, He may be calling us to go down. "Whom shall I fear. The Lord is my light and my salvation."Often times I think people get caught up in the image of how people will perceive their worship. When, in fact, we should be focused on how our King will perceive our worship. Humbly bowing down, offering everything, with the faith that it will be pleasing unto Him. Making Him smile. Making Him laugh. Making Him love us ever more. Because, nothing blesses Him more than a self-sacrificing worship. He waits to spend time with you all day long. Constantly calling. Longing for your time and your love. Cherishing every second spent with you.

So, even in an overwhelming situation, worship. When everyone else is worshipping something else, you know what to do. Worship. Simply worship. Give it all. He just wants you to come and lay everything else down. All your worries, all your fears, all your hopes and dreams. Through your worship power is released. Centuries of traditional worship to false gods will break off of lives as they see your love. Darkness will tremble and light will come. Lives changed, rearanged"I have sworn by Myself, The word has gone forth from My mouth in righteousness And will not turn back, That to Me every knee will bow, every tongue will swear allegiance." Your worship not only blesses your King, but it also creates an atmosphere for change and for others to see the truth.

WHat if..

Lights begin to dim, 85,000+ people rise to their feet. Their hands in the air, screaming and yelling. The overall excitement expressed is far too much for even this gigantic dome. The music starts to fill my ears, when suddenly a man begins to make his way toward the stage. The excitement heightens as the anticipation grows.. Bono, a band member from U2 holds everyones full attention. Especially, the awe struck fan he will eventually pull up on stage, leaving everyone else with a sense of jealously, longing to be THAT person, in THAT moment. Waving his hands high in the air, swaying side to side. Immediately everyone mimics his every sway. Every word he sings is loudly echoed back. A sort of trance is created. A non-spoken trance. Where everyone is in their own little world. Just them and U2 engulfed by the music.
What if... just what if, by some chance, that many people got excited about their Daddy...you know the man who layed down His life for the opportunity of possessing your love. Your love. Picture it. 85,000+ people all hyped up in anticipation of their Savior showing up! Following His every move. His hand goes to the left, so ours follows. Then to the right . So in-sync. Hearing the beautiful words he sings, and singing together harmoniously with Him. Then, one by one being pulled up on stage. Dancing with the one who loves us more than we could ever fathom. And, we don't have to wait to be picked to be with him on the stage. Because, he wants to dance with us all! Not just the most excited one, or the loudest one who loves Him the most. HE wants the quiet one too, even the shy ones, and the ones who may not even love Him. He wants us all!
Can you imagine the impact? World changing. And, you don't even have to buy a ticket for him to show up. No big fancy stage needed. He will show up on the floor in your room, in the hospital, at a funeral, in your most stressful moment, in a crowded room, at a party, at work,anywhere. Get excited with anticipation of His arrival. He has a good show just waiting for your participation. Leading you in every move, every conversation, every situation. Just follow His lead. Leaving your failures, your past, your present, your future, your disappointments, your short-comings, your everything behind as you come to the dance floor of His healing and transforming love! He is waiting. Waiting for you to come in surrender and humility. Waiting to lift you up in His arms, away from all the pain and hurt. Waiting to look you in the eyes and let you feel His astounding unconditional love. Waiting for you.

Why do we even think WE have the choice?

Life as I know it is completely changing. The comfort zone of knowing my life's plan is fading away more and more each day. This is when the reliance on the One who will ALWAYS prove himself faithful comes in. There has to be that peace inside knowing that whatever path you take, trying to follow His exact plan for your life, whether you go to the left or the right, He will always be there guiding you. I don't know if everyone has this feeling of greater things inside them, but I do know I cannot settle for anything less. I do know I have a heart for the broken;a heart for the hurting. I can't just settle for a typical job helping to bring the level of comfort necessary in feeding the satisfaction of Western culture's security in a house, safe neighborhood, nice transportation, and a family with 2 kids and a dog. I'm not saying there is anything wrong with that by any means. We as a nation need people who will be Jesus in the work place; who will be the light to those who desperately need Him. I just can't see myself doing anything else but talking about Him all day; worshipping Him all day; and walking miles to the un- reached; living not just among the poor, but with the poor. I want to see thousands saved, lives changed, the dead raised, and emotional healing.

Any desire I had for material possession is gone. The process in getting there was scary, and even hurt a little. But the end result is beautiful. If you want something I own, take it. If you like my dress,you can have it. For real, come go through my room. Every day I feel God guiding me. He does not just want an hour when all our friends are busy and we have nothing else to do. He wants our day. He wants our week. He wants our life. Even though I love living in Auburn with my best friends, I HAVE to do what I feel I am being lead toward. The mystery of God teaches us faith. Faith to believe what He has for me is greater than anything I think I would rather be doing, or anywhere I think I'd rather be living. Faith to know He WILL provide; everything WILL work out; and He has the perfect way of doing it. Friendships may die, people will get upset and most likely talk, and a lot of opposition will come, but there is a man named Jesus who has been there waiting for me every time I messed up and every time I broke His heart. And, He is the one I have to live for. He is the one I have to answer to; the one I have to surrender my whole being to. In the end "Greater is he"... So, what makes me think for even one second I have the choice in deciding my life and the path I take.

Beginners Letter

Needing an outlet for my passion towards writing, I decided to plug into LiveJournal. Not having any friends, I decided to plug into Blogspot, where I WILL have friends ..I hope. Friends that I can receive advice from, friends that I can grow with intellectually, friends to joke around and experience life with; even learning how to spell via spell check will be a plus. But,writing is not just something you do;it is something you express through feelings, encounters, thoughts, or beliefs. I'm not the best grammatical whiz, in fact, I will probably be the worst if you decide to read my bog. I will put semi-colons where there is suppose to be a comma, I will put comas where there isn't suppose to be any punctuation at all. I will misspell words, even with spell check, and I will forget to add hyphens in-between words. But the feeling will be here, the experiences, and the movements and truths will be here.

I chose the name "From Servant to Son, Orphan to Heir" from a book called Compelled by Love by a powerful missionary in Africa,Asia, and Europe named Heidi Baker. You see, we are all called to be beautiful,gracious, loving, forgiving sons and daughters of God. I am a daughter of course, but son flowed better with the servant. haha Anyways, once we reach that place in our lives where we know whatever circumstance we face, we face it with our ALWAYS dependable God, who knows how everything works and how everything can be changed, life is so simple. Life does not revolve around those around us or our material possessions. Because all those things can be taken away in an instant, which I have become VERY familiar with,haha. But, once things are ripped out of our life or stolen, you come to realize how attached you can become to a grandmother's necklace, or a computer,or a person. When, in reality nobody could ever steal a memory you may have of that grandmother or father or friend. Everything will be restored back to you whether it be rest, health, emotions, friends, possessions, or faith EVERYTHING will be restored little by little. Once He knows he can trust us with the little things the big blessings will come. Patience and faith is key when waiting on the Glory of God to arrive. Whatever situation may be at hand, God is there.He is there to listen to you, to love you, and to provide for you. No situation is too complicated for Him.So trust.