Do you know what I find curious? I am in the process of moving... odious work, that... packing well should be an Olympic sport... trying to pack X amount of stuff into packaging designed for half of the amount that is to be smashed and squashed into it... well, that right there is an engineer's nightmare... and OF COURSE I digress...
Sitting here, in my room, surrounded by boxes of all shapes, sizes, and purposes, I am reminded of something...
It's curious that I am also surrounded by boxes of another kind... rather than protect and transport, these are the kind that hinder, limit and deflate.
You know THOSE boxes. I am talking about the boxes that we use to put ourselves into. OR worse, others. We form ideas about things, people, and situations... What we don't understand we put into a neat little mental image... the walls of the box go up. Carefully,we cover what we started with until it is unrecognizable...WE decide what truth is and carefully wrap it in bubble wrap and layers of tape!
We hide in our boxes so that others can't hurt us. We put others in boxes by limiting them, as well... We label them with labels- aka, "clothes" that they were never intended to wear.
We also put God in a box, in our little minds, we make Him to be all the things that we THINK He is... We, made in His image - make Him, in ours...
We weren't meant to be confined to little thinking and dead end roads...
We were designed to SOAR... Gliding over the clouds of doubt and discouragement, we were created to FLY! Not limited to the small ideas of man, we need to dream BIG!.... Even moreover, we need to believe the Words of a Big God (oh!) to make the dreams a reality... to make them happen in ways that we can't even think or imagine! The unfathomable resources of the King of every King! He says that His ways are so much higher than ours... is it any wonder our vision is so small? We lack the vantage view!
So... take me out of your box.. and I will take you out of mine... and may we learn to take HIM out of His :)
God bless!
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
A State of Waiting
I haven't posted a blog entry in ages. Contrary to popular belief, I don't just talk to talk :) - I have been waiting to have something to say :)
Here, in Connecticut, we are having an unseasonably mild winter, (minus the wreckage of Autumn Storm Alfred a few days before Halloween) :)
Therefore, many of us are in some sort of state of expectancy... WAITING for winter... or dreading it, depending on your mindset
Me? I am not big fan of the sleet, freezing rain, snow (to drive in), "wintery mix" (ugh!), or even really heavy rain for that matter... my car slides in puddles... :/
It's a challenge making plans when you know that "weather" could come along and wreck them at any moment...it's almost that "edge of your seat" waiting............................................................................................... when.....................................is.........................................the...............................................winter.............................................going....................................to.........................................................................................................................get here?????
You prepare, plan, and stockpile :P (racing to the grocery store at every questionable forecast, buying all the toilet paper, milk, eggs, and bread that your fridge will hold) ... when those flakes start to fall, you almost sigh.. it's here....
It's kind of that way, waiting for heaven... it's so hard to believe that heaven is so close, when the mundane is so ever present.
We prepare, plan, and wait for that moment when we step foot into eternity. When, in the words of Max Lucado - celebrated author, the angels decorate with pink and blue streamers at our entrance into heaven!
I walk with one foot here, in the present; and one foot anxiously looking forward, to my eternal Home <3
This pic was taken at the CT Hospice in Branford CT, on November 1, 2008 the day before my mom died there
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