This path

I walk a life of faith
Not knowing where each foot will land
Not fearing where the path will lead
A path where fear doubt and temptation are preying on my distracted thoughts
I walk a life of distracted thoughts
Distracted thoughts
Distracted thoughts
I walk a life of forgiveness
With thoughts made right by the Cross
My load made light by his grace
This is one crooked path we walk

Art

So I was reflecting on art today. Looking at my art, both digital and in the sketchbook, and how it's developed over the years. Looking at other people's styles and techniques, looking at writing and poetry and photography and architecture. Art is amazing. It seems we always struggle with creating something that suits what we like. We are our toughest critics. But why?

Why are we afraid to show people our drawings or our poems? Why are we afraid to sing in front of others? Why do we confine our art? This influences everything in our daily lives. How we confine ourselves. We're afraid that we aren't going to be right. That what we create will be rejected. This limits us to what others fill is right. Isn't art subjective? Who are others to tell me what wrong with my art? How are we to explore our capabilities when others are telling us no? There is no fear with art.

So of course as thoughts kept coming I began to think how does this effect my spiritual life? Am I confining God? Are my fears of other's view on me keeping me from having this amazing relationship with Christ? This sounds very elementary, like something you would here in a sermon for Jr highers or high schoolers. But nonetheless continues to influence my life. We have boldness in our art, why don't we have boldness in Christ? Why don't we advertise our God as much as we advertise our art? How will we ever have a better understanding of God if we don't explore him as we explore art?

The passion of a zealous God

Yes, It's a hard concept to grasp. What kind of God creates EVERYTHING just to be recognized? For someone one who doesn't believe in the resurrection, this is what they see. Why would you want to worship a God who created everything just for his own self recognition. Worship goes beyond calling out recognition. To worship is a call to love. After God creates Adam and Eve his passion is to BE with them and to know them. However, after Adam and Eve eat Of the tree of knowledge the die spiritually, and are forever separated from God.

Genesis 2:17

"but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat of it you will surely die."

After dying spiritually, being separated from God, man hides from God.

Genesis 3:8-9

⁸ Then the man and his wife heard the sound of the LORD God as he was walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and they hid from the LORD God among the trees of the garden. ⁹ But the LORD God called to the man, "Where are you?"

We can see God's desire to be with man. Man runs away, and God goes looking for him. This is God's passion, to intimately know his creation. Spending time with God is worship. Singing songs of Praise is worship. Spending time in God's word is worship. Spending time in prayer is worship.

In the life of Jesus we constantly see him spending time with God the Father. Even Christ, in the flesh, spends time in worship.

To me, this is amazing. That we have a God who is zealous to be with us, and to spend time with us , and to know us intimately. This is our God.

Together

Together we walk

Made one in God's image

Together we fight

Fighting the good fight

Under the army of God

Together we fear

Finding comfort in God

Finding comfort in each other

Together we sin

Finding forgiveness in God

Together we pray

Coming humbly before our God

Together we praise

Singing joyfully!

Forever resounding His name

Together we are one in God

My Heart is Broken

This has been a good weekend for poetry.

My Heart is Broken-

My heart is broken

But I fell so helpless

Eager to serve and tell them of you

But who am I? There's little I can do

I sit cowarding

Watching opportunities pass by

Praying for strength

Praying for guidance

Praying for comfort

Be with me, hold me,

mold me, make me more like you

They need to know!

They need to know who you are

This relationship, this love

My heart is broken

These past couple days have inspired me to write a poem.

This Life-

This gift from God has taken me

His love and grave and set me free

I lay myself down, a servant to you

To tell you all of his good news

So look to Christ in all you do

For he will always be with you

This life of mine is not mine to give

For Christ, my God, I will always live