"if these things are yours and abound, you will be neither barren nor unfruitful"
2 Peter 1:8
It is the summer and i have many times started and stopped this blog. i believe i can call it seasons of writing. i never thought of myself as a writer but there is just something about the summer that provokes me to write. i don't like to journal but i have come to notice these blog sessions have been quite therapeutic to my soul.it is amazing to me how Jesus can work the tenderness of our hearts by just sitting down to some Brandon Heath and a laptop...
These past days have been days of transformation - i am graduated (wow) - i can wake up whenever i want and therefore to me all excuses of being busy are out the door. This is where the Lord starts to work in me... mostly because i am actually willing to be worked on. It always amazes me that it is my unwillingness to be shaped that defines His love for me. I don't feel loved not because of the extent of Gods love but because of how much i allow him to love me and carry me in my life. I truly believe this is the foundation at the heart of the father , that we would simply allow him to dwell fully in our lives; not in our habits or in our on self righteousness or big acts of worship but simply in our delight for the life Jesus has given to us. As i think about the adventures that the Lord has ahead for me i smile.. for i am so exited for how i will learn to live with Jesus, how i will dwell his presence , his love , his grace, his kingdom. what greater adventure than a life with Christ. this i wish was a constant state of mind i would have, I look forward to the day that my life will be an spontaneous expression of who Christ is. The time when i will see less of me and my own life and i will embrace his blessings as a child; Jesus i long to be more childlike as i look to the father i want to have the life of a simple child.
so this will be the beginning of a lovely journey. Jesus will be glorified and i get invited into this beautiful journey... i get to walk around holding hands with "papa" as he points me to His wonders...
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