Break out...

I have this insatiable desire to write. I feel like deep within me there is something yet to be discovered.

I don't even know what it is that I feel that I want to write about. Maybe it's about life. Maybe it's about what I've spent the last 6 years discovering. That in and of itself would fill a couple of books. Somewhere in me it's there.



Since the time I was old enough to get through a book on my own I've loved to read. I walk into an old smelly book shop and feel as though I am touching a piece of heaven. I love books and have a deep apprection for the written word. There is something about being able to bare yourself and all that is within you and see it all just put out there, that I find intoxcaiting.



Maybe the desire is to simply be exposed, but in a way that people can see me as I really am. The good, the bad, and the breathtaking. I hear words and phrases that have no order. Even now I can hear a dull roar...like a waterfall in the distance. It's strong and mighty, but it also brings refreshment. It's a source that nourishes life. That's exactly what I want to be...a source that nourishes life.



These are my random thoughts.......

Moments

I am on my way back to work after my lunch break. The windows are rolled down and the cool, comfortable air is blowing through the car. In this moment I breathe deep and I am completely, totally content.



There is an old country song playing in the back ground. She is singing about dreaming, believing, hoping in spite of the odds. She's singing about choosing to live life, not to hold back in the face of obstacles. There is such passion in her voice. It's infectious. Within moments I am singing along with all of my heart. (Yes I am one of those people you see going down the road swaying their head back and forth with their mouth wide open. ) In that moment I felt alive, completely, totally alive.



I got to the office and unloaded my gear. The phone rang and someone asked for prayer for a loved one. An operation is going to take place today and they wanted to know that their loved one would be covered in prayer. In that moment I was thankful.



My point in all of this, is a reminder. So many days I feel like another day has passed me by and it was blank...meaningless. This is not truth. In just two hours, I've been content, inspired, loved, felt passion, been moved, served, blessed, and been thankful. These seemingly small things matter.



I think about 1Co 1:27 - 29 - Instead, God chose things the world considers foolish in order to shame those who think they are wise. And He chose things that are powerless to shame those who are powerful. God chose things despised by the world, things counted as nothing at all, and used them to bring to nothing what the world considers important. As a result, no one can ever boast in the presence of God.



So often I can miss these "moments" and miss out on the life God has given to me.