Learning

((---You are jealous for me and want nothing put before You in my life. I submit my will. My weakness. My passions. To You. I don't want to put my desires before Yours. So much. My eyes- be on You. My heart- no idols. ))

Obey, looking at it as one step at a time. Otherwise, I am overwelmed.
I want to obey my parents, and my Jesus. I cry out for help.

I've gotten this picture in my head, of a millstone. God is grinding me. Not grinding me down into little powder thrown into the wind. But grinding me stronger. Situations that press me to trust & press closer to his chest. He is tender too, & kind.

T R U S T. i am realizing, "I'M NOT GOD! WOAH!" for real though, i keep pressing myself to come to resoloutions and decisions and just to figure everything out. The latter i can't do, the first two i don't need to do right now- in multiple situations. There is so much peace (at first i typed 'peach' ha!) in giving everything up to him and leaning on him, instead of my own understanding. My own understanding cannot hold me up.

Hey! I could get dreads and percings and dress artistic-like..but...my identity and security must befound in God, not that..not that at all.

"Instead, become beautiful doing something beautiful for God." -The Message. :)

"I love you LORD
and I lift my voice
to worship you
oh my soul, rejoice.

Take joy my king
in what you hear
may it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear."

-some wonderful writer.