Wearied by man....

...can't chase the horses!

I want to go to the moon!  Literally. 

But let me step back a day and tell you why I bring that up.  I struggle with my perception of other's idiocy.  I'm not saying that those people that I struggle with are idiots, I'm just saying that in my pride I see them as such and then I struggle with their actions internally, often causing massive amounts of stress for myself and sometimes poor responses on my part. 

So last night I was driving home from job number two where there are multiple occasions to view other people's actions as idiocy (Thank God for the sanctification power of retail).  And from my aerie of pride I got frustrated with an individual who changed a policy because of what looks like spite.  I got frustrated mostly because it impacted me and others I like in a negative way (and productivity as a whole).  I fumed silently and on my drive home I pondered why I held on to that stuff so much.  Why I let others frustrate me so much.  And then I saw the moon!

It was a full moon.  The sky and surrounding plains were lit up like the Las Vegas strip at night,  maybe a wee bit less garish.  And I was struck by how small it looked yet how massive it really was all at the same time.  I wanted to run across its face and let the moon dust sift between my fingers and just bask in the glory of God as I experience something he created that isn't much tainted by all of us.  I wanted to explore all his creation and discover just how intricate he made it all.   

Then it hit me that it'll be a long journey there if I continue to let others frustrate me so.  I am reminded of a play in my heart that has been growing for the last couple weeks.  A play that calls me to greater worship of something far bigger than myself.  And I am struck small again and it feels good and refreshing. 

As I was reading a passage from Jeremiah today, and Jeremiah complains to God about the usual woes and then God responds:

"If you have raced with men on foot, and they have wearied you,
how will you compete with horses?" Jeremiah 12:5

 

 

I want to compete with horses!  I want to go to the moon!  I want to not live a life frustrated!   

Awakened...

...in the heart!

Psalm 67:1

 May God be gracious to us and bless us
    and make his face to shine upon us, Selah

'nuff said for today.  

The ants go marching...

...two by two!

Okay, this has nothing to do with my former adventures in pest control (summary of said adventures).  This actually deals more with personal desires.  They always say that you should set a time to do such and such and then stick to it!  Usually this involves exercise or daily devotions and usually they tell you to do that at 5 am or something similarly ridiculous. 

I have discovered that the morning was not made for me, but maybe its for all those type A go-getters out there in the world. I'm not type A.  I don't think I can even transform into a type A person if I wanted to.  I don't have that desire, so life is good.  That actually makes me think of this:


Yeah, that dude isn't going to make it!

I've tried doing the early morning thing, but my bed has this gravitational pull that is so strong that even if I do leave its comfort, my brain stays with it in spirit.  Ask my wife how responsive I am in the wee hours.  She asked me the other day what time I came back to bed after comforting our older daughter who decided to wake up crying, very early in the morning.  I don't recall even leaving our bedroom. 

So usually I scoff at this advice, but today I've decided to try it.  It won't be an early morning thing, because I want to write everyday and if I tried to demand that I write something first thing in the morning, my writing would be more incomprehensible than my two year-old's drawings. 

My goal is two sentences written or wrote, damn I hate verbs, by two in the afternoon.  2 x 2.   You might be thinking, Whoa, Bill, don't over do it!  And I might smirk at your smart-ass nature, and then explain to you that most days when I get over the blankness of the page and actually start writing, it just starts flowing and before I know it, a page is filled.  Much like this blog post that seems to be running on and on.  I started writing today at 1:48pm and haven't stopped and that was twenty minutes ago.  Its about momentum and I like it. 

So if you see me and its three o'clock in the afternoon, feel free to ask if I got my two in for the day!