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)