Sleep

“Sleep” early in the morning it is my favorite word. “sleep” “bed” “blanket”...they are all good. But during the middle of the day, sleep is a word that feels menacingly like admitting a sin. Being a human being in need of sleep keeps me from doing all that I would like to do. However, I must sleep because there are some things that are even more important than doing every thing I would like. Being able to graciously interact with other people is not something I want to have anything meddling with (especially when it comes to my family). My family is the most important thing in my life, next to my relationship with Jesus Christ. They are much more important that having a few more hours to do homework and write and read and do all the other things that I would love to have more time for.. Therefore in lieu of doing every thing I would like to do, the Lord has been teaching me to rest.... yes I need to be taught to rest. It seems rather basic, but it is actually a very humbling process. There are certain limitations that God, in his infinite wisdom, has given us. The need for sleep is one of them

Molding A Masterpiece

Master Potter, why do you labor all day,
Giving such effort to rough, worthless pieces of clay?
Why such feeling in your hands?
Why such care in ev'ry touch?
Why all the struggle? Your creation is nothing but dust.

Chorus
I'm molding a masterpiece, a work of great beauty.
I'm molding a masterpiece; my labors not done.
A trophy, a treasure of worth beyond measure
I'm molding a masterpiece, a masterpiece of love.

Loving Jesus, why are the children all here,
Gathered around You and eagerly clinging so near?
Urgent matters clamor loudly, and the children interfere
Why do You hold them, Why do you hold them,
Why do you hold them, and so tenderly dry ev'ry tear,

Heavenly Father, sometimes I question Your way:
Why do you ask me to mold simple pieces of clay?
Give me eyes to see the future, though it's hidden from my view;
Give me compassion as I'm molding a treasure for You.

Chorus
I'm molding a masterpiece, a work of great beauty.
I'm molding a masterpiece; my labors not done.
A trophy, a treasure of worth beyond measure
I'm molding a masterpiece, a masterpiece of love.

Ron Hamilton

Softball or Work?

Yesterday when I went to work much of the conversations I had with my manager and other employees revolved around softball, while we did sale an occasional pretzel softball was much more interesting to employ our imaginations with. We were all very enthusiastic about the softball game that night. (For those of you who don't already know, the Assistant Manager at my work and I were on opposing teams.) For the last week there has been scheming and threatening going on at work in reference to softball. Although most of the people that I know from work were cheering for the other team they yelled (quite loudly I might say) for me also.

Furthermore I learned that the “Bumble Bees” are much less scary in person than they are when you are being told all about their skill and many strong points. Also, Despite my fears, it was very fun to play against someone I work with. She kept us entertained (crawling to third base to assure herself that everyone got a “good show”). The entire game was a ton of fun but was made even more fun by the special rivalry and encouragement form coworkers.


So (to get to the point) yesterday was a bit confusing. Work was all about softball and during softball I continually heard voices that reminded me very much of the smell of hot, fresh, golden brown pretzels.

Today was much less confusing. I didn't play softball and I didn't go to work. Tomorrow I am sure I will be back to the fascinating occupation of baking pretzels and discussing softball.

Things I Wonder

I wonder if we will all be flying rather than driving by the time I'm my parents age.
I wonder if I will ever feel like I accomplished enough.
I wonder if you can sleep and exercise at the same time.
I wonder if you can teach a dog to clean the house for you.
I wonder if someone will invent clothes that never need washing.
I wonder why different people see differently colors when shown the same item.
I wonder if someone will invent a way to be in two places at once.

Who Is Infallible? Not I!!!!

And the pain falls like a curtain
On the things I once called certain
And I have to say the words I fear the most
I just don't know
And the questions without answers
Come and paralyze the dancer
So I stand here on the stage afraid to move
Afraid to fall, oh, but fall I must
On this truth that my life has been formed from the dust

CHORUS:
God is God and I am not
I can only see a part of the picture Hes painting
God is God and I am man
So Ill never understand it all
For only God is God

And the sky begins to thunder
And Im filled with awe and wonder
Til the only burning question that remains
Is who am I
Can I form a single mountain
Take the stars in hand and count them
Can I even take a breath without God giving it to me
He is first and last before all that has been
Beyond all that will pass
CHORUS

Oh, how great are the riches of His wisdom and knowledge
How unsearchable for to Him and through Him and from Him are all things
So let us worship before the throne
Of the One who is worthy of worship alone
CHORUS

Steven Curtis Chapman

Stages in Life

Lately I have been thinking a lot about how we go through different stages in life. I have noticed that “stages” is a rather controversial issue. Questions such as “Is this child going through a stage or is this something that needs to be corrected?” or “What should a person be doing during the stage of single adult?” I'm sure that you can think of many more issues in regard to stages in life. Then I started thinking about one stage in particular. It is the one and only stage that really matters. It is in preparation for this stage that we have all other stages. It is the time in the eternal existence of our souls that we spend in Heaven. Besides preparing for that ultimate stage nothing else matters in any stage of life. So, during this stage of my life the things that I should be doing is preparing me and those around me to face our LORD.

Clarification

Recently someone very graciously pointed out to me that the idea of giving an analogy of Christ being in the center ring (in my last post) might be a stretch. In a circus the ring master dictates which ring the audience shall see. Well, in our Christian walk we are not the ring master Christ is both the center focus and the controller of all things. Like any analogy this one can only go so far. I apologize for any confusion. If you ever feel uncomfortable or confused about any thing on this blog please let me know. Thank you for your patience.