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’Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.’ C.S.Lewis
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As I write this, I’m watching the sun rise! Quite a beautiful place to post from :). It’s just a bit of a reality checker sometimes. The sun will always rise and set with God, no matter how big our problems are or how much we think we’ve messed up or betrayed God, God is still there. Just as the earth needs Sun for life, we need God for life. On Sunday I was teaching my Sunday school class about ‘The Bread of Life,’ quite a tricky concept for a 3/4 year old. But one child, Luke, piped up with ”We don’t have to worry, because God is everywhere, all the time!” His big innocent smile and words of wisdom made me think. We all have a complex sometimes that God isn’t with us when we need him. But surely if a 4 year old can grasp the almighty concept of an omnipresent God, I, an 18 year old should be able to? ”For if our God is with us, then who can stand against us?” ”The Lord is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear?” Psalm 27.
”For we know that in EVERYTHING, God works for the good of his people who love him. They are the people he called, because that was his plan. He knew them by name before he made the world. ” Romans 8 v 28 <3
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I was reading my bible there, I’m reading a lot of Romans at the minute. (It’s a great book, check it out!) I just have a few verses from Romans 12 to share. ”So brothers and sisters, since God has shown great mercy, I beg you to offer your lives as a living sacrifice to him. Your offering must only be for God and pleasing to him. Do not change yourselves to be like the people of this world, but be changed within your way of thinking. Then you will be able to decide what God wants for you in your life, what is good and pleasing to him, and perfect. ” Romans 12 v 1-3. I see so many well known encouraging verses, which I love! But this one kinda came at me out of nowhere. I had been praying about the future as I often do these days, Uni is an all too close reality to start planning for! And I guess it was just God saying ”hey, chill. I’ve got this! You just need to calm down a little and be yourself. Because that’s the only way you’ll see me through the smokescreen. ” Just thought it was pretty cool :)
For even Christ did not please himself but, as it is written: “The insults of those who insult you have fallen on me.” For everything that was written in the past was written to teach us, so that through endurance and the encouragement of the Scriptures we might have hope.
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I’m staring at the blank screen as i have done many times in the past few months. Not because i have nothing to say, but because i have so much to say i have no idea where to begin. I started my Tumblr with all the best intentions of blogging and touching the world with grace, but as i opened myself up to the grace, God fired so much at me at once that it was like squeezing rubber through the eye of a needle. Not that I’ve ever tried, but I’d imagine it’s hard to do…
This past few months have been God crazy. Just when i thought my life was going smoothly, God stepped in and made it so much more breathtaking than i could have anticipated. Back when i started this blog I prayed that God would step into my life and shake things up, i thought i was ‘ready’ for big changes and bracing God contact. But in hindsight, i really had no idea what that meant. One of my favourite songs right now is by MercyMe, ‘I can only imagine’. ”Surrounded by your glory, what will my heart feel? Will dance for you Jesus, or in awe of you be still? Will i stand in your presence, to my knees will i fall? Will i sing Hallelujah, or be able to speak at all? I can only imagine.” This past few months has made me realise we CAN only imagine. We can only imagine the extent of God’s power. And i began to wonder what i would do, if Jesus came next year, next month, tomorrow, or in five minutes. What would i do if he came while i was on Facebook, or watching TV? Would i be ready to stand up and take my father’s hand, and go home? Or would i stand ashamed at his feet. I realised that it wasn’t enough to just believe how much power God has. I had to realise it, and live through it. Live through grace. Rather than just hoping to reflect it.
I went walking one day, early on a Sunday morning a few weeks ago. It had been raining the night before, and as i headed out the back door the wind still howled, blowing the Autumny leaves in my face and making it rather uncomfortable to walk, i knew it was time to head off and pray like i used to. I had my ipod in as usual, strolling along, half heartedly thanking God for the storm and the rain, and my family, the usual ‘obligatory’ things we all pray for. But as i stood at the top of the hill in Dad’s top field, i had the biggest kiss from God i’ve had in a while. It wasn’t a cliche ‘everything within me changed’ moment, but rather everything clicked. More than it had done in a long time. I stood in awe of the God i was blessed to know, with the wind howling and the grass blowing around my wellies. Surrounded by God’s raw power, on that cold September morning, i began to pray, and it brought me quite literally to my knees.
Sometimes his mercy and wonder is resounding, but yet i’m too blinded by my own problems to look up and see him standing before me with open arms, saying “run to me and lay your burdens down.” It’s human nature to be foolish and think that your problems are too big to hand over to God. I know i am guilty of this at times. It’s never too early in the morning, or too late at night, or a bad time. God is never on his lunch break at work, or not at home. He’s never out with his friends, or about to get his dinner. Day or night, he’s there. He’s everywhere. I teach Sunday school, i have seven beautiful 3&4 year olds every Sunday morning, who come running in with a different piece of wild news every week. Something completely irrelevant to the story, or the craft. It might seem insignificant to another child. But it’s worthy to them of saving all week, to burst through the doors of the hall and tell me. And i always think it’s worth hearing. Every single story about a cat coughing a furball, or a cut knee in the playground, or that wonderful dinner the dinner lady gave them on Wednesday. It’s significant to them, so it’s significant to me. God’s the same. Every single little thing is important to him, nothing is too big or too small for him to take notice of. I just think that’s pretty amazing :)
I’m hoping that this makes sense. I do have a tendency to ramble rather a lot. I’ll finish this with a link to the MercyMe song i was talking about, maybe you’ll love it as much as i do. Love always, Rebecca x
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It’s so hard to find the perfect breeze,
One blowing none too hard nor soft,
Carrying a scent of wild flowers,
And moving clouds about aloft.
It’s so hard to find the perfect sky,
One blue and deep and bright,
Carrying a sense of openness
With wrens and butterflies in flight.
It’s so hard to find the perfect night,
One warm, moonlit and unflawed,
Carrying a mood of solitude,
And a closeness to our God.
Yet no perfection’s so hard to find
As that which you extend
And none I’ll ever treasure more,
Than to simply be your friend.
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