I'm officially done with my tech class through Emporia State, so really there's no reason to continue this blog. Well, it's not for a grade anymore. However, i feel like this is a good outlet for me. I dont think there is anyone who will read this post except for maybe my mom. So, hi mom. Right now i'm sitting on my back deck watching the zoo of animals run around in my back yard. This chair i'm sitting in has been a solace for me over the past several weeks. I've spent every morning in this chair with my cup of coffee, journal, and bible. This place feels holy to me. God has spoken to me so clearly here.
My heart has had it's ups and downs hugetime lately, which has been a sign to me that something isn't right. I've allowed my heart to be enraptured by someone else more than i let it be by Christ. Our pastor, Mark Seversen, talked about what stirs our hearts this past sunday, and i'll admit, mine has been stirred more by a girl than by my savior. The story of Mary pouring out a years worth of wages of perfume on Jesus' feet reminds us that nothing is to stir us more than our devotion to Him. Not the heartache for the poor, not the love for anything else, but our hearts should ultimately be stirred by Him. In turn, He will stir our hearts for the things that stir his. I honestly don't feel like I'm in the wrong being stirred by someone else but am I stirred for Christ more? Good question. These past couple weeks have really opened my eyes to that and helped me see that when my heart fully rests in Him, nothing will break me down.
This is a hymn i sing often. It was written in 1871 by Edward Hopper
Jesus, Savior, pilot me
Over life's tempestuous sea;
Unknown waves before me roll,
Hiding rock and treacherous shoal.
Chart and compass come from Thee:
Jesus, Savior, pilot me.
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