Yes, we should like to see a burning-bush-like sign...
.. but anything would be fine.
I have been thinking about signs from God a ton lately. I'm always asking for the burning bush, have been waiting for it for the last two years. Am I supposed to be doing what I am doing, crazy as it is, or do I go back to the very things I dislike. I've seen little signs the whole time, but now they are getting bigger. I am no longer in the land of indecision. I can breathe a deep breath and get to work.
It always takes me a few days to figure out what I am going to give up/take on for Lent. I once gave up potato chips and french fries, which lasted a year and a half, as I found I didn't miss them. I could do that again. I don't want to give up chocolate or coffee and then obsess over it for six weeks. I am, instead, giving up fear and doubt. I bathe in fear and doubt on a regular basis. I'm taking on joy, prayer and gratitude.
Music: Heard Purple Rain. I'm actually taller than Prince, which is down-right sad as I am short as it is. What he lacks in height, he makes up for in composing and singing. He was metro-sexual long before it was cool, yet he made it so hot. And this is coming from the girl who would have to seriously consider running off with Martin Sexton if given the opportunity (Of course, Punky, I wouldn't do it).
3 Comments:
Martin, if you're reading this, I'd run off with you! We'll deal with Sara's jealousy issues later!
Martin who?
Yeah, Sara, for dumping fear and doubt! (Visualize amazing cheerleading team performance here.)
Sermon sunday is about signs.
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