Dull Times Are Hard

There are times where things just don’t seem to be going anywhere.  Thaaats pretty much where i’m at, but thats not a bad thing.  There are other times when you are on fire!  And nothing can stop you–  But what would those times be without these dull times to compare?  It kinda the same thing as if: How do we know good without knowing evil?

I sat in the RH library yesterday just praying, and that felt so good.  I love just getting away and spending time with God.  I found this sheet of paper in one of the Bibles I was using:

Pray Distraction

I thought this was hilarious!  The sheet of paper was talking about how we get distracted when we are trying to pray and how we never really give 100% of our minds to our Father because we are so busy planning what we are doing after church or after group.  The notes that were taken on that sheet of paper were listing what was going on after church of something, how disneyland was coming up, and then pizza, etc Haha!  How true.

Tailgate

But I did get away and did a tailgate in the truck with my lunch at a place overlooking the valley.  That was awesome…  Just turn up the music and enjoy what God has given.  Even in the dull times, the hard times, we can’t forget how Great our God is!

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God’s Hand is constantly moving.

Thursday night, I met a girl at a salsa club that I very rarely go to.  She is really nice and fun.  But the story gets much more interesting.  As if your not interested already — Haha.  Well I was out at my car ready to leave, and I forgot my keys in the club.  So I run back to get it, and on the way back in she stops me in her car and invites me to a bon fire that friday.  It is through her church and they were just going to do some fellowship.  I was like, THATS dope.  God is just placing good people for us to fellowship with.

That Friday I decided to head on over there to Corona Del Mar for the fire.  Plenty of people there, but the best part of the night was talking to her.  Delphine has such an amazing story.  She grew up in Rwanda!  My ears were glued to her words as she described the war.  She is an actual survivor of that war– Her family was actually in Hotel Rwanda as the riots and UN were dealing with the war.

I have been overwhelmed lately– God is just opening my eyes and my heart to so many people and so many faces of his Children.  She has such a heart for God– and even after enduring all of that pain.  I am so blessed to have spent time with her, and I look forward to talking with anyone and everyone.

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Immersed in Middle Eastern Questions

I have a fantastic friend, Mahtab, who is the nicest person you’ll ever meet.  I love talking with her, and she has enlightened me on many things as she grew up in several locations in the middle east.  I have been trying to learn Farsi so that I can speak with her, but I have yet to understand their first letter of the alphabet. Haha.

Its amazing to me, how similar the religions are.  She sent me a link of one of Ghandi’s famous speeches, and I really had to listen into it because he speaks like Yoda in a sense :D .  But it seems like he was a man who believed in God without even knowing it.  He believed in Love, peace, etc.  And thats how we would solve our issues– But one step further would be me believing that God IS Love, and He is within us.

Its also amazing how devoted and well-read Islamic followers are.  They are diligent in their prayers 5 times a day, for their fasting, for their beliefs.  We can definitely learn something from that type of devotion.  But my heart still aches for the girls, Maryam and Marzieh, who have been imprisoned for their Faithfulness to God.  They have taken their diligent ways of praying, fasting, and boldness from the Islamic faith and applied it to the Love for Jesus.  I pray for their safety.

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A New Heart!

I found myself sitting on the couch looking out the window at the busy city below.  We have an awesome view in our new apartment.  God allowed us to pay 400 bucks less in our new apartment for an upgraded, beautiful view, new appliances, new carpet, etc.  How much a blessing is that?!?!

In my daydreaming, I found myself recalling discussions I have had with people.  Trying to figure out how God has changed my heart and what He is calling me to talk about.  I noticed that he has completely changed my life and my mind and perception of situations.  Not to say that I still have my stereo types and boundaries– but I can now appreciate others the way that is in God’s Love.  For example, seeing an older couple blocking my way to my favorite cereal, I could have thought that they were in the way or that they move slow– But instead I couldn’t help but notice how sweet they are being with eachother, and that as if they were immersed in eachother’s world.  What a lovely picture.

I also noticed that I have been saying a lot of things that I don’t remember saying at all, or even so that I have no clue where it is coming from (well, I do know– :D ).  And all I have to say is Praise God.

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