Have you ever tried to explain something crazy, horrifying, or awesome to someone?
It's hard to do, right? You might have all the facts down, you might do your best to convey the emotions and the meaning - but when you're re-telling it or writing it's difficult.
This is something that hit me this morning.
I'm reading through the gospel, and I got to the crucifixion.
I was thinking about how terrible it was, and in between the heartaches of reading about Jesus' trial and the mocking and beating He endured, it hit me.
No matter how terrible I feel that it is, despite how numb we've become, or how gruesome it is - it can't be anything compared to witnessing it.
If my heart aches when I read about it and envision it, how much worse would it be to experience it first hand? To play a part? To be a bystander?
It's hard to convey the emotions. The jeering of the crowd, the knowledge of what was about to happen, and so on and so forth.
Think about it.
Crucifixion Thoughts
Jealousy
Jealousy
Jealousy.
I'm not a fan.
I realized tonight that I get jealous when my friends aren't giving me attention.
If I feel this way - how much more is God jealous when I give my attention to other things?
Our God is a jealous God - and rightfully so.
He deserves our attention. Our adoration. Our praise.
But so often I turn and give this deserved worship to other things. To idols. To cheap imitations.
My jealousy is selfish and unnecessary.
God's is justified.
I'm not a fan.
I realized tonight that I get jealous when my friends aren't giving me attention.
If I feel this way - how much more is God jealous when I give my attention to other things?
Our God is a jealous God - and rightfully so.
He deserves our attention. Our adoration. Our praise.
But so often I turn and give this deserved worship to other things. To idols. To cheap imitations.
My jealousy is selfish and unnecessary.
God's is justified.
Deep Breaths & Momentarily Losing Control
Deep Breaths & Momentarily Losing Control
There I was.
Sitting in the dining center, as visions of homework assignments, tests, and projects danced in front of my eyes.
Tears threatened to spill over as the wave of anxiety crashed down on my world.
I wanted to bolt. To just run away into the night, away from it all.
I wanted to scream into a pillow.
I wanted to take a nap in the grass.
I wanted to do anything but look at the enormous pile of things I needed to get done.
I tried to calm down, to breathe deeply.
To focus on what really mattered - God.
But, unfortunately, Satan had his claws of fear and stress deep into my heart - and there was no way I was going to get out of this alone.
So I downed my sandwich in two gulps, and bolted for the library.
There, in the serenity of the upper level - I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, then gave my worries to the Lord.
He's in control.
I'm definitely realizing more and more how much I need to give God my fears, my stress, my anxieties.
I can't just give Him my joy and my sorrow, but my stress and worries as well.
Cast all your cares on Him, for He cares for you.
Breathe deeply of the Spirit.
Take a moment and bask in the presence of the Lord.
Sigh in relief.
How can I worry any longer when I'm craddled in the arms of the Creator?
Sitting in the dining center, as visions of homework assignments, tests, and projects danced in front of my eyes.
Tears threatened to spill over as the wave of anxiety crashed down on my world.
I wanted to bolt. To just run away into the night, away from it all.
I wanted to scream into a pillow.
I wanted to take a nap in the grass.
I wanted to do anything but look at the enormous pile of things I needed to get done.
I tried to calm down, to breathe deeply.
To focus on what really mattered - God.
But, unfortunately, Satan had his claws of fear and stress deep into my heart - and there was no way I was going to get out of this alone.
So I downed my sandwich in two gulps, and bolted for the library.
There, in the serenity of the upper level - I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, then gave my worries to the Lord.
He's in control.
I'm definitely realizing more and more how much I need to give God my fears, my stress, my anxieties.
I can't just give Him my joy and my sorrow, but my stress and worries as well.
Cast all your cares on Him, for He cares for you.
Breathe deeply of the Spirit.
Take a moment and bask in the presence of the Lord.
Sigh in relief.
How can I worry any longer when I'm craddled in the arms of the Creator?
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