"Blessed is he whose strength is in you, who have set their hearts on pilgramage." Ps 84:5

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Hedged in

Author's note:
After considering deleting this post I decided to go ahead and post it. It's not as eloquent as I want and it barely scrapes the surface of the issue and my feelings. Well, whatever...

God has such a beautiful way of dealing with and moving in the human heart. Recently I have been reviewing one in particular in my own life. It's the concept of being hedged in.

Often times there comes a season in a Christian's walk with God where things seem dry, dull, boring, or distant. It can be a dramatic and painful contrast to seasons where God's presence seems to surround you and worship, prayer, and Bible study grip your heart every time. This is often referred to as a desert season. I have found myself in this place, this season, recently.

When entering this season it is easy to assume ,"I've done something wrong! I better start repenting of every horrible thing I've ever done. That will make this feeling go away," however, though the feeling of distance from God can be from sin, this is often a season of growth. God has bigger purposes than we can imagine.

These seasons are often used to shake us out of our comfort zone, to disillusion us to the things of this life, and to make us realize how much more God has for us. In this wilderness, this dry and barren place, God is enlarging our capacity to love Him. It's another interesting paradox: a barren place is where we can find life and when we mourn for more of God we will be comforted.

These are not seasons without purpose. God knows our hearts. He knows how easily we are distracted and allow ourselves to be distracted. This is where He hedges us in. We try to find satisfaction in human relationships. WALL. We try to numb the ache inside with entertainment. WALL. We try to fill our emptiness with substances. WALL. We try to run. WALL. We search for satisfaction in everything but God and every time we come up empty. This is our gift.
He is calling us to meet Him in this place, where we're boxed in by our own dissatisfaction and finally look to Him.

I'm such a bum

Time-management is one of my fortes. I am excellent at getting work done on time, and even ahead of time for classes. Once homework and other obligations are out of the way I have plenty of time for socializing and the like. I rarely get really stressed out and even if I do I handle that well.
And then I started my sophomore year in college.
I am such a bum this semester. I can't seem to discipline myself to get things done in a timely manner. I'm going to drive myself nuts with this lack of schedule, forgetting assignments, and general lack of self control.
Most of the time I allow myself to be distracted. It's not hard. I've got lots of options, internet, piano playing, napping, wandering aimlessly around the dorm, and talking to friends (I don't mind this one at all really because it's usually productive and encouraging).
I think one of the causes is my seemingly excessive amount of free time. With more free time I always have the excuse that I can do it later.
The problem with this whole being a bum thing is that more important things often fall to the side. Like time getting to know others, spending time ministering to others, and most importantly, time with God.
Hopefully I'll kick myself in the rear one of these days and get in gear. Until then, if you see me with lots of books and papers spread all over my bed, I'm probably attempting to work. I'd love to see you, but encourage me to finish my homework first.

Well, time for a nap.

Friday, September 01, 2006

100th Post!!!

Yay! I made it to 100! I've been waiting. Not really, that was a lie. I only noticed when I got up to 96. Anyway, what better way to celebrate (besides having an actual party) than reflecting on the best posts I've written. (Disclaimer: Just because I call it my best writing does not mean that it is amazing writing and/or grammatically correct. It may also be totally random and weird.)

Napoleon 2: The Re-enactment

Low-Risers, Cheesecloth, and all sizes fit none. Part 1
Part 2
Part 3

The 48 (hours of prayer that is)

Almost...the...weekened...

Justice and injustice in everyday life

Job Description

Remembering the 48

Awkward

Conversations with Strangers