Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Aussie Aussie Aussie. Oi Oi Oi!

This post has nothing to do with football.
 It does have to do with me saying "I" all the time. Writers especially in a collegiate setting are discouraged from starting their paragraphs or ideas with "I". There's always a better way to show the reader what you are saying rather than telling them. And showing and telling have to do with this post as well I guess.

I am super hard on myself. I'm mean to myself and constricting. I have strict ideas that I want to adhere to when it comes to me. Me. Me. Me.

I forced myself into a meditation. I totally felt God's presence as I was flooded with only thoughts for a sermon in my heart. In my life. I was in worship and it was like a workshop for me. I was taking notes about what I was hearing and making notes of how to do things differently. I wasn't focusing on what I was hearing but how I could swirl it into my actions.

Gah. So I tried to swirl it toward a positive plan of action. You know me, I always have a plan. If I don't have a plan in my head, I panic and everyone gets to hear about it.

So I was trying to take some meditation notes/reflections about this time of mediation and I wrote:
My testimony:
My wants:
My plan:
My (thinking what should go here):


and then my brain went silent. For like three seconds. A white pause of air in radio space of Amber thoughts.

"When are you going to stop saying 'My'?"


Boom.
Oh. I guess you are right huh Lord? I am saying MY MY MY. ME. ME. ME. I. I. I. and not in a chanting football way. In a how can I gain glory or attention from this way? Golly. I could picture God in my head chuckling at me. Oh Amber, you think you are so powerful. It's cute. I definitely needed the humility. Step down a notch. I should be in the crowd listening to the sermon, not the commenter on the side.  (I think I'll have more words about that later and as to why)

It's because I am self lead out of fear. I have a tight grasp on my fears and insecurities and I push and rule from that.
But I need to push and rule and seek love.
 I need to trust HIM and obey HIM. And lean not on my own understanding. (inhale.....exhale.....)

Why should I have to follow any different of a direction?
Didn't Jesus have to trust HIM and obey HIM too?
To his death?

Three cheers for you King Jesus. Aussie Aussie Aussie. YOU. YOU. YOU.


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