Monthly Archives: June 2010

playing the chords in me..

I woke up in an unusual way this morning, and I’ve been in a mood that I haven’t felt in quite a while.  It’s nice.

Ever have days when you feel disconnected with your every day life?  I experience them every so often, and I’ve grown to seriously cherish them.  I love the truth that they bring to light and I love the solitude that they surround me with.  They’re rare and they’re beautiful.

During these days, I usually find myself reading about Uganda and the beautiful gems that it holds, ready to be cultivated.  There’s usually some Brook Fraser music floating around my room, and there are prayers so intimate that I typically can’t find words, so I just bask in the feeling that He knows, and that to truly know someone is to be with them without having to speak. There’s always new inspiration, and growth that feels natural and welcomed.

These days are treasured.

They make nothing else matter, and they make the stillness completely worth while.

I find myself completely in awe of Him as I just sit and reflect on what He’s doing in me and around the world.

It’s days like today that pictures like the one below, bring me tears..

All of those precious bald heads, completely unaware of the happenings across the world.  They’re simply lining up to wash their hands for lunch, blissfully enjoying every moment, and growing with radical faith because their families honestly know what it means to completely rely on Him.

On days like today, my prayer is that I would have faith like that.  That I would never question the insanity that comes bustling through, and that when it comes, I’ll remember to pull out these cherished days and honestly move forward in what they bring.

Here’s to the bliss of today, and the craziness of tomorrow..

Madlove.

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Gold and Silver.

I was thinking today about how interesting it would be if we could conduct a study of the most spoken words in our community over the last month.  My guess for the gold and silver?  Oil. Spill.

These days, you can’t walk 10 feet without hearing someone say something about the oil spill in the gulf or BP or what Obama is or isn’t doing.  It’s all about court cases, blame games, and boycotts, and frankly–it’s getting old.

Now don’t get me wrong, the devastation that’s happening in our community is horrible, and I’m 100% behind our cleanup efforts and support for the jobless. Our nation is in uproar about oil and political games surrounding it, and I personally think the whole issue has taken a turn toward pointlessness.  Turning on the news you hear “Top Stories” about BP executives and how they should “pay up” or how Obama should have stepped in sooner, and blah blah blah.  I think this disaster could be used for something so great, and we’re missing it completely.

I found an article today about a community across the world who walks in our new shoes daily and has been for years. We’re so quick to complain about our loss and about our suffering, and we don’t even stop to consider how blessed we are.  They are a community who reap none of the benefits of oil, yet reap every imaginable deficit of it. They experience millions of gallons of oil a year, with no technology to stop the leaks.  They don’t have clean up crews, or agencies to help.  They have been left to pick their belongings up out of the tar and try to find new life elsewhere.

A few weeks ago, I had the pleasure of hearing a cute little old man speak at a church conference.  From first glance, you’d never know he was packing so much God-heat. In his message he talked about how desperation brings revelation.  Without going into too much, he was basically talking about hearing from God the most when you’re flat out desperate.

I’d say that in the last few months, quite a lot of people around here have become desperate.  The man who provides for his family has lost his job and doesn’t know when/if he’ll be able to resume it, the tree hugger is freaking out about all of the animals affected by this, the oil executives are worried about their company and their lawsuits, the government is freaking about money, the local communities are bummed about closed beaches, business owners are scrounging for business, and the list goes on…

I’d say we’re all desperate about this mess.  And as christians, what better time to move?  Instead of pointing our fingers or picking up protest signs, we should be lending a helping hand and finding even more ways to love. I for one would love to turn on the news and hear “Top Stories” about floods of people giving and loving and helping and seeking.

Desperate people are receptive people, but how can they receive if we’re not there giving?

Let’s thank Him for our blessings and remember who we’re called to be..

Madlove.

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