December 5, 2005

So God has been tugging at me, I think, to start, or help to start, a community-wide, all-ages, sunday night contemporary worship service. I decided to pitch the idea to my friend who's father is a local pastor. When I mentioned it to him, he said it was weird that I'd mentioned it when I did, because his father had mentioned he wanted to have something like that less than five minutes ago. Needless to say, we both noted that God must be at work here.

I really do feel like it's God's will that this happen, too. The timing seems right and the point that I'm at spiritually says to me that this is something God wants me to take part in, to help it along.

It's funny how you can feel the devil trying to drag you down. Just close to the road trip into the wildnerness, the devil brings a host of problems to try to discourage me. Today it was a flat tire.

At a prime opportunity to give into anger and fear, for the first time ever, I remember that the only thought occuring in my head was "faith". God was telling me to keep faith in Him, that He would bring me through it. And most assuredly, He did, in an amazing fashion.

Today I happened to catch a glimpse of the hotel I have been watching be destroyed for awhile now. They have now torn down nearly half of the hotel that was once there, and sunlight pours through what is left. I kind of feel like this is a building metaphor for my life, and what God is putting me through and showing me in this time so far. I've said this before, but the more I go through, the more I believe it's true.

What is it we try to find on a daily basis? In our praise, do we look around to see who's watching, or do we forget about them and let go? Do we keep our good in secret or do we tell the first friend we run into?