A little ditty (or two)
I am recently a little more caffienated and more than a little stressed. (Perhaps coffee was not really what I wanted?) My devotion this morning was about "Seek first the kingdom of heaven" ... and "Do not worry about what you will eat, or wear or where you will live ... for your Father in heaven knows what you need." Apt, because then later today we got a phone call that there are other people (cue shocked gasps - "Other People!") looking at the house we'd like to move into. Since that phone call I've had a song running around my brain. It's a little one, so it is nimble in its repetition:
Our God is a great big God, our God is a great big God, our God is a great big God, and he holds us in his hands.
Bop along if you know it. Grudgingly I admitted that ok, I'll put all this in God's hands, and not worry about it. After all, he knows what I need better than I do, right? (cue chorus of "But don't you think he just needs a leeeettle help now and then?" See ... doesn't take long does it ...) Then I got another song running around my head. This one has a bit more trouble with the running thing, it's more of a limp really, because (thankfully, and no offence to those who are) I am not overly familiar with Rod Stewart lyrics:
I wanna come when you call, I'll get to you if I have to crawl, (something something something) iron walls, we've got mountains to climb...
Why can't I be more like that with God? How many times have I had to crawl, really. More like just turn around and holler like a baby. I think I want to come when he calls, but perhaps I only want to want to, and the determination that would survive crawling (not to mention the something something bit) is still a bit lacking. But I have a feeling that it will grow if I let it. I'd like to trust him more. And I know that to trust him more is a good thing, because after all (push the read more button below...)
- Posted by flyingkiwi on 21/06/2006.
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