The Event

So tonight is the night of the big event. It is taking place at the store and all of these "famous" people will be there. Its exciting, alluring and generally speaking somewhat apathetic. Not to discount the excitement or down play the people who are involved and included in the "famous" genre of the evening but to look at people and situations as to who they are. I am finding that anything in comparison to God and His unending grace is nothing. So the act is not to look at these people as to who they are but to look at ourselves as to who are we in comparison to God and His love, power and grace. If you do not seek after the Lord in everything then what is ever the purpose of ever attending the event and meeting these people. May God give me abounding grace towards all people today. May He supply you with this as well. God is the King of all kings. He is the God of all other gods. He created these people and loves them so. May this be visible.

Daniel- the whole book

Sovereignty

God is sovereign. This is the only thing in my head right now. Through all these past events since my two best friends getting married last Saturday. (It was a glorious sight.) To breaking up with the guy that I care about and love. All I have seen and can hold on to is that God is sovereign. Not only is He just sovereign as though the term "sovereign" is a wide generalization of a concept but it is that He is sovereign in His love. Oh may the Lord our God be glorified in everything today. It is truth. Through the pain in my hurt and the loss at my fingertips may God be glorified in His sovereignty. "May His love know no bounds." I leave you with my favorite chapter. May it soften your heart, ignite your soul and may your intellect be at peace.

Hosea 14

The First Day.

The first day happened yesterday. I moved the day before from the lovely, easy and nostalgic old south. Tallahassee Fl to be exact. It was a good day to go. Monday the start of a fresh week, a new life and an adventure that I had been itching to take since I was about three years old.

I think it all started with either my mom and dad taking me on treks through the Smoky mountains literally before I was born and very shortly afterward or my Nana setting me in front of here favorite Rogers and Hammerstein musicals, the Nutcracker and The Man from Snowy River as a baby. These ongoing occurrences of beauty, ideals, life, romance and adventure embedded in my mind and heart a vision of what life should be every day. Most people would call this an unrealistic approach. They are right. They are right that it is an unrealistic approach but they are wrong in the vision itself. A vision is the only way to begin. An idea is the only chance of something ever being. A dream is the only realistic approach to anything ever happening.

I believe and have learned that you cannot achieve any of these dreams and hopes without hard work and faith in Jesus. These visions are unrealistic for a reason, it is so that we may be conscious to never be able to achieve anything on our own. So that we do get in over our head and so that there is only one thing that can save us. God.

Onward...through out my childhood the search for beauty and adventure never ceased. It was days of dressing up with the girls, fighting pirates with the boys and wrestling with an angst of a hole that was not filled by any of this. It is comical when you look back and notice the longing for something more in just the small things. This attitude of rattiness continued well into my youth only to be portrayed through countless excursions of mishap which usually consisted of the best friends or siblings being drug along. Many a time an argument or sheer manipulation ensued to get them thus far.

Speaking upon the subject of family and friends, in which I am blessed abundantly, I must say that with out them I would not have known myself and have yet to pursue the dreams of which I speak. My family, to talk and think on my family my heart is heavy with emotions and my eyes moist with a tear. My parents, if you do not know them, are some of the most wonderful, brilliant and loving people I know. My dad is a father to many. My mom is a teacher to most. Both whom seek and follow after the Lord in everything they do. They live humble lives learning through the struggles only to be amazing people. Without the humility they would not have done so. I am the oldest of five. Then there is my sister and then my three strapping brothers, all whom which are brilliant themselves consisting of unbelievable strengths and weakness that coincide. My friends, amusement now embarks my face while all the memories flood my mind and the warmth that only true friendship can bring softens my thoughts. You know who you are. It has been in every area of my life the God has blessed me with amazing women who I will know and love till my dying day. I hope to drink tea on porches with them when we are eighty. Plan on it. There is also a few amazing fellows as well who really are men after God's own heart which are few and far between.

So here we go. This new adventure in New York City. I feel like an immigrant from years ago coming to America, arriving in New York and starting a life. Starting a dream. You can do anything you want, just go do it.