Sick, tired, and grumpy... don't mess with my bootlace

...I thought Vitamin C was supposed to help colds!? I've had like... five tablets and my cold is still here! ...Vitamin C sucks.

Oh Sleeper

nothing is left
that you slaved so hard to build
all that you knelt to bow before
is now no more

where does that leave you?
what are you standing here
waiting so long for?

wake up
oh you coward sleeper
get off your death bed
quell your thirst for deepening depths
face the only God
the only God you need

vast patience holds strong
depicting your foolish heart
waiting and hoping
to ignore the path behind you
you know was wrong

cast your eye out into the open
pry wide the lid you've held tight
incessantly groping
for a blindness to cover over
your conscious desire for chains of apathy

wake up
oh you coward sleeper
get off your death bed
quell your thirst for deepening depths
and face the only God
the only God you need

your muscles have atrophied
and your heart is rusting
screaming with unfelt emotions of longing
deathly stilled in this your iron age

you coward you coward you coward you coward you coward!

ice has thawed
iron has melted
will time fade to nothing
without the first drip of tear
out from beneath your vacant eye?

wake up
oh you coward sleeper
get off your death bed
quell your thirst for deepening depths
and face the only God
the only God of your life

Psalm 46:10

"Be still and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth."

I start my new job on monday... and I'm scared stiff. But I know it's going to be good, and I know that I won't be alone there. This is what I want to do, despite what other people think of it.... despite what they think of me for doing it. It's what God has gifted me for and put in front of me to do. I praise Him, for He is always faithful.

Ecclesiasties 5:18-20:

'Then I realized that it is good and proper for a man to eat and drink, and to find satisfaction in his toilsome labor under the sun during the few days of life God has given him - for this is his lot. Moreover, when God gives any man wealth and possessions, and enables him to enjoy them, to accept his lot and be happy in his work - this is the gift of God. He seldom reflects on the days of his life, because God keeps him occupied with gladness of heart.'

Whatever God has provided us with, whether big or small in the worlds eyes, is still nothing less then a gift from God. Why should we not delight our hearts in those gifts?

Sludge in my glass...

...just had some grape juice that tasted like liquid resin. Yum.

The practise of blogging has somewhat fallen crippled under the inevitable pressing weight of life. ...at least if you're counting most of the people on my links list of listed 'must see's. Including myself.

God is amazing though... and I've been getting to know Him in some amazing ways lately, so I've gotta tell someone. It's like discovering a friendship with a person you find so amazing, that you're awed and yet somehow proud to proclaim that they are your best friend. How could you not rejoice over that friend, and exclaim what you've found to others you know?
I've started reading a book that a friend gave me, called 'Waking the Dead'... and it's presenting some truly awesome perspectives that God has been trying to open my eyes to for a long time.
And I've been studying the books of Samual... which does more then reiterate those perspectives. I read about how Samual's life was dedicated to the Lord. His mother committed his life to be lived in the presence of God, as a priest. It says that Samual grew in stature and favor with the Lord, and that God let none of his words fall to the ground. *insert heavy blow from even heavier hammer* Think about that... None of his words fell the the ground. None of his words were contrary from God's heart; from His authority. The only way that is possible, is if Samual was focused on nothing but who God is... nothing save the overwhelming character of the God he was dedicated to. I was feeling pretty inspired!
'God, please, I want to be like that... like Samual. That would be so cool!'

...then I noticed how long it had taken me to pry myself away from every other distraction I could find, and simply spend some time with Him this morning. I had nothing to do this morning... ( a rarity, granted, but nonetheless a terrific oppertunity to let my curiosity run wild about this God whom I have started to know) yet I put everything else I could think of ahead of spending time with God.
I'm hopeless. There's no point in even trying.

...or is there?

I started reading Samual, because a friend encouraged me to read, again, about King David. The man whom God loved... a man after God's own heart. David fell in pretty much every way possible for a mere mortal to fall. He let every distraction that caught his fancy turn his eyes away from his God. (kinda like me) But God knew his heart... He was sincere, and he always came back to the Lord and tried again. He was a man after God's own heart.

Wow.

'the only failure is in no longer trying'
-I don't remember the author ...but there is truth there.
Wake up oh sleeper, and rise from the dead. Apathy will kill us.


*slight grin* I think I see a word popping into your heads that would ring common if it was voiced.... 'Convoluted?' Yes, I'm afraid all of that was much less 'together' then I hoped it would be, but it's a start non? I haven't blogged in a while. Hopefully you'll be patient with me. ;o)