It brought back lots of memories too. I used to lay on the floor at home and take naps in the sun. So did the dog. (But he wasn't allowed to curl up next to me. I'm just not a fan of that.) When my grandma lived with us, occasionally I would find her curled up too in a patch of sunshine. Please don't think we didn't have comfy couches or beds; we did. But there is just something about a patch of irresistible sunshine that beckons me.
I read this this morning. "Are we hard on self-righteousness but merciful to sinners? If not, we are not like Him. And if we are not like Him, we must question how much we have let His words and His life saturate our minds."
-Chris Tiegreen in At His Feet.
ouch. Be real. We all know in our heads that earning salvation doesn't work. We know that one cannot earn brownie points with God. Living a good, moral life doesn't exempt one from difficult, difficult things. But honestly, do we live that way? In your heart of hearts, that one place where only you can go (and God if you let Him), think about it.
I tend to be self-righteous. There I said it. And saying 'tend' is putting it nicely. I desire to be saturated with His words and His life and His kingdom. It's so completely upside down and inside out and backwards from everything that seems natural to us. I stand in awe of it.
Just think about.
Someone gave this quote to me and Josh the other day.
"Unless there is an element of risk in one's exploits for God, there is no need for faith." -Anonymous.
It made me cry. It's scary. And don't even try to tell me it's not. I know, being where God wants you to be is the best place to be. But that doesn't mean it's not scary. Especially for someone like me, who likes to have Plan A, Plan B, and Plan C spelled out and written down. (I hide Plan D somewhere else so no one will know I have it). Don't tell. So here is to letting go of the tree trunk and climbing out onto a limb. It's different for all of us. Think about that, too. Please.:)
And last, but not least, here is my current favorite piece of decor or whatever you want to call in, in our apartment. I could sit and look at it all day long. Josh came in on his break this morning and I asked him if he liked it. He said "yea, it's really interesting. It's like redemption. Or Christians in this world."
I asked if I had said that out loud. He said "no." "Well," said Self, "that's exactly what I was thinking too."
have a supercalifragilisticexpealidocious day. I don't know if that's how you spell it. I just wanted to say it. The end.
