Monday, January 28, 2013

not sure what to title this

luke 7:38 "and standing behind him at his feet, weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears and wiped them with the hair of her head and kissed his feet and anointed them with ointment."

what is particularly striking to me is this woman's keen awareness of the situation she's in: as witness by her tears, she is broken. another important thing--she is aware of who Jesus is. which, considering her social status-nothing short of a scum bag- is astonishing. as soon as she learned he was in town (vs.37) she came directly to him. another observation I had about this passage is her zeal to accomplish her mission of getting to Jesus. she didn't care Jesus was at someone's home-a pharisee no less- she eagerly approached him. it would be as crazy as me, without knocking, entering some random person's house because i knew Jesus was in there and i had to see him. the best part? Jesus doesn't skip a beat. in fact, he calls the pharisee out by reading his mind. basically, it goes down like this:(mind you, this is my paraphrase of scripture)

pharisee-(thinking to himself): who is this man that would let this prostitute touch him? 

Jesus-(answering him): simon, if a money lender has two people who owe him money and he forgives their debts, who is the most grateful? the one with the smaller or larger debt? do you see this woman? her sins are forgiven.

“Come now, let us reason together, says the Lord:
though your sins are like scarlet,
    they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red like crimson,
    they shall become like wool.--isaiah 1:18

you see, Jesus was in the midst of sinners. the people we try to avoid, are the very people who were attracted to Jesus. 


every one of the outcasts we glance in other directions to get away from making eye contact with are the same people seeking after Jesus.

 the homosexuals. the abandoned pregnant teen. the homeless. the drug addicts. the prostitutes. the diseased.

but what does Jesus declare over this woman who sought after him?

her sins are forgiven. 

Friday, January 11, 2013

held in your hands + some honesty

held in your hands

i feel like this is my phrase for the year. (that and koo-koo. haha)

again and again, God blatantly reminds me, "hey you, you are mine."   it is hard for me to grasp the enormity of God, but it is also hard to remind myself that he intimately knows me and cares for me. usually i don't know what purpose God is leading me on the path that he is, though, i can rest assured that he's going to get the most glory, and i will get the most good and sanctification. (romans 8:28) lately i've been feeling like a wanderer in a distant land, completely lead by faith following a cloud by day and fire by night, just like the israelites. my future isn't unfolding for the typical person right out of college.though, if there was anything typical to my life i'd be slightly concerned. i'd rather be weird and in God's will than attempting to live a "normal" life straying far from what He has for me. 

i took two classes last semester at my community college. one of which was a spanish class that didn't end up panning out, unfortunately. so, this semester i'm just working and trying to put some money away in savings. i'm really excited to be where i am. i'm so at peace. i'm expectant but not expecting anything of God. (if that makes sense?not expecting/demanding something particular, just anticipating) right now, i'm beginning the process of applying to be an intern with 6:8 Ministries.   i'm so thrilled to see if full time global missions is where God would have me serve Him. I'm really open to being wherever, but it is a desire of my heart to somehow continue being involved in missions, forever. God took a hold of my life the summer i was in africa. my relationship with him just took off. and i've never been more passionate or alive for Him in my life. 

okay, this is where it gets real, guys.


life has been nuts. koo-koo, i tell you! if you were to walk into my room now, you'd see that i'm still living out of a suitcase and a backpack. from a trip in december. ah! real life guys, this is real life. clothes are exploding out of both bags. my bed hasn't been made in easily a week and a half. there are books, telephones, toms and more scattered all over the place. now, for being an organized person, this is annoying. but because i've been working 30-32 hours every week. i come home exhausted and usually flop right into my bed. it's a vicious cycle. do you ever just hate stuff? i hate stuff. crap. yuck. blah. it just gets in the way. but seriously, its a problem.

hopefully this weekend will be extremely productive!

Sunday, January 6, 2013

a drop

//in your everlasting arms all the pieces of my life from beginning to the end I can trust you//

       Have you ever considered how infinite God is yet He still loves little ole you and me? I just started reading "I am not but I know I am" by Louie Giglio, and I was struck by just how small I am. Though this is just barely scratching the surface the surface, reading about the cosmos started giving me a glimpse of how vast 1) God is period 2) how massive the galaxies are and 3) God loves me still. It's mind blowing.

Then all of the sudden, I got this picture of a drop of water being splashing into an ocean. Now take a moment to let that sink in. Picture it in your minds eye. We live among seven billion. s e v e n  b i l l i o n. people. And yet Christ know us intimately. Yes I am on drop in an ocean and remembering that helps me stay humble. But on the flip on side the Lord. the Lord. The Lord calls me by name and holds that drop in His palm.

"You're beyond tiny, but if you are as believer in Jesus, every ounce of you has been bought and redeemed by God's son." ~Louie Giglio