Neglected.
My poor little blog.
Last night at the girl version of our small group, we were talking about the blogging world, and I really miss it! I like writing, sharing, opening up myself and getting responses.
My life has been ridiculous with school, trying to survive mass amounts of homework between feeding, changing and putting my little one to sleep. But Ceci (mother, mentor, friend...) said I should spend 20-30 minutes each day on nothing but myself, or else I'll go insane. More than once this semester insanity has set in. Matt usually takes the brunt of it. Pobresito.
Last night, after Z fell asleep and Matt was on a walk with Niko I just sat on my couch and sort of stared at my home. I felt an overwhelming conviction that to be happy I need to be thankful. Not only in order to feel happy, but in general, I feel that the Christian life must, MUST be full of thanks. To remember what Christ has done, to know what He is still working and above all, to reiterate the goodness of the Lord.
Psalm 27:13 - "I am still confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the LORD
in the land of the living."
The theme of this psalm is waiting on the Lord... David feels alone and forgotten and so he begs God not to forgot him but to rescue him when he calls.
But maybe, in my life, in this verse I ought to focus on the "I will see" part.
My own "seeing" of the goodness of the Lord has nothing to do with what I am calling on God to do. To be able to see the goodness of the Lord, I only need to change what I am looking at because surely God's goodness is all around me!!!
I'm not a bible scholar and in the greek or hebrew or whatever that verse probably says something completely different. BUT as Dan Farley once taught there are two ways of reading scripture, one of which is to listen to what the Holy Spirit is teaching you about the character of God in this moment, at this time. And since God's word is living and active - today it is active in this way for me: convincing me to open my eyes and see the goodness of God.
Extreme Goodness:
God keeps speaking over and over this word to me. Freedom to enjoy the beauty of life. I feel consumed by that thought: the beauty of life.
