Friday, October 26, 2012

Random Writing on a Friday...

Summer...hot sun....white sundress...bare feet....lake....watermelon...black-eyed susans...sweating in the heat....laying on a blanket with iced tea....eating blueberry pie...digging in the dirt...riding my bike...lightning bugs...grass between my toes...iced coffee...laundry on the clothesline...burgers on the grill...sunsets...crickets...thunderstorms...wildflowers...fresh vegetables...farmer's market...CANADA...running in the rain.....

Snow...snowshoeing...trees covered with snow. Christmas lights and hot coffee...dipping cookies in the hot coffee.  Red, green, glitter.  The quiet stillness of a snowstorm. Hunkering down under a blanket with some chai and a warm sweater.  Pinecones. The sun setting on a strikingly cold day...my birthday...catching snowflakes with your tongue...fires in the fireplace...ice skating...sledding...snowmen and snowball fights...HOCKEY...I love winter...

Fall...leaves...hot cider...flannel shirts...vests. Warm boots and hats and mittens. Jumping in a pile of leaves. Staring at the colors for hours on end and never getting sick of it. Acorns...pumpkins...squash....cold rain and the smell of the leaves in the cold rain...bright sun on cold days...fires in the fireplace....my favorite time to hike...knowing winter is on its way...

Spring. New life. Flowers daring to poke their heads out of the ground. The excitement to see things growing after a long sleep. Daffodils in an old jar on a window sill. Mud. Tree buds. Easter. Easter eggs. 40 degrees and we can wear shorts!! Joy.

I want to go visit the Northeast part of this country...in all four seasons....I want to buy some old VW van that's green and drive it all over up there, and go to all the places I've never been before...New York is debatable, but I would still maybe go there just because I've never been...simplicity is great though...

I need to take more pictures of everyday life.  Because everyday life is beautiful.  And, ladies and gentlemen...this is what happens when my brain is just one big bag of random weirdness and I just write.....but this is just where I'm at today. Feet 100 miles off the ground and feeling wanderlust...

In Christ,
Meg

Monday, October 15, 2012

God's love and grace...

There it was...again.  For the one millionth time.  That same, horrible, sinking, makeyouwanttothrowup feeling that overwhelmed me.  I had failed...again.  And then again, came those words, You are such a terrible person. Who could ever stand to be around you? You are such a screw up all the time. You don't deserve anything good at all...  However, this time when I heard those words was different than when I had heard them in the past.  This was because the truth of God's Word had penetrated down to the dry places of my soul and spirit and refreshed me...and because God had been using the Holy Spirit to teach and train me in the art of spiritual warfare...so I knew what to do.

"There is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus!" I retorted. (Romans 8:1) You still aren't good enough.  "I don't have to be, because 'greater is He who is in me than he who is in this world'!" I snapped back. (1 John 4:4) You aren't strong enough, you can't do this came the next grand lie.  "I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength," I answered. (Philippians 4:13)  And the lies stopped. As well as the feeling.  Jesus and the Holy Spirit had "restored me to the joy of their salvation and upheld me with a willing spirit". (Psalm 51:12).  Will I trip and fall again? Yes. Will the enemy try to make me feel lousy again? Yes. But I do know the One Who is greater than all of this...and He knows You.

"For You did form my inward parts; You did knit me together in my mother’s womb.

I will confess and praise You for You are fearful and wonderful and for the awful wonder of my birth! Wonderful are Your works, and that my inner self knows right well.

My frame was not hidden from You when I was being formed in secret [and] intricately and curiously wrought in the depths of the earth.

Your eyes saw my unformed substance, and in Your book all the days [of my life] were written before ever they took shape, when as yet there was none of them.

How precious and weighty also are Your thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them!

If I could count them, they would be more in number than the sand. When I awoke, I would still be with You." ~Psalm 139:13-18

Think about that...the One Who created the world also created you and knows you intimately...and even though you may mess up, He still loves you and has insurmountable grace for you. 

"For it is by free grace that you are saved through faith. And this is not of yourselves, but it is the gift of God; Not because of works, lest any man should boast." ~Ephesians 2:8-9

He has saved me, heals and restores me daily...He can do the same for you.

In Christ,
Meg


Sunday, September 23, 2012

Coffee With Jesus...

What do you do when you can't focus on your final synthesis for finishing your Autism Certificate and would rather be doing anything else?  Write.  Or anyway, that's what I do. 

About four and a half years ago I found myself in a place I really didn't want to find myself.  Alone.  Alone in many different ways.  Even though I had just moved back to my hometown and was now geographically living closer to my family than I had since High School, I still felt out of place.  I had been gone almost 10 years from this town, and had different experiences, was a different person and wasn't sure how to fit in.  I had ended a long relationship, so there was another aspect of loneliness.  Once I started work, I also felt alone as my work environment was very challenging.  All of who I considered my friends were either in the cities or far away.  I HATED it.  I was miserable.  I am such a people person and love spending time with people that it was killing me.  I began to question why God allowed me to move back here and if I had even made the right choice, I was probably even slightly angry with my situation...sad to admit it.  I may have even blamed God a bit for where I found myself...as if I hadn't gotten myself into this situation of loneliness enough on my own.   

Being a follower of Jesus Christ, you would think I wouldn't have felt alone, as Jesus is always by our side, but at this point, I was "running away".  Jesus had healed me from many of the issues I had from my dad's train accident, but there was a whole different set of baggage I was carrying.  Baggage I wasn't ready to let go of.  Fortunately for us, God is very patient with us.  He thus began a season of teaching me about being alone, and teaching me to lean on and rely on Him. 

That first year I was back in Owatonna, I was literally just almost at rock bottom. I was stubborn, rebellious, did not want to submit to authority, wanted to do what I wanted to do and didn't want anyone to tell me otherwise, had a bad attitude and just overall generally was not on the right road.  But again, God always has His plans which are way better than ours.

Memorial day weekend 2009 my friend Sarah invited me to this church called Hosanna!. That was the moment God rocked my world. One of the songs sang during worship was "Revelation Song", and I was a complete water works by the time the song was over and I knew all my fighting was over as well. I had to surrender, and I did. That summer began a major transformation in my heart. I attended many of the classes Hosanna! offered, and began to see the Holy Spirit work in big ways in my life. He put this fire in me to read scripture as I hadn't before - I literally thirsted for it. By the time that fall came, I was feeling called to go on a Mission trip - and I had no idea why. But those are all stories for another time.....

Despite all of the work God was starting to do in me, He was still allowing me to feel this deep sense of loneliness.  I felt I had no friends in Owatonna, and through this He showed me that He was allowing me to feel this way so I could learn to develop time with Him and a deep, intimate relationship with Christ.  From the time I moved home through my first two years back here, anytime I would get some friends, the Lord would allow something to happen that would separate that friendship.  It wasn't because He was punishing me, or because He didn't want me to have friends, it was because I would cling to those friendships and focus on that fulfilling me rather than clinging to Him and letting Him fulfill me.  He needed to teach me to cling to HIM.  He also allowed circumstances to occur that separated me from many of my friends in the cities for the same reasons.  He also later showed me another reason He allowed this season in my life was so that I could understand how many people in this world feel...so utterly alone...and have compassion for them.

Spring 2010 is when it began...If you know me, you know how much I love coffee. Meet me and typically within an hour you will probably find out that I love it...it's really not much of a secret or mystery.  I thus was led to some of these "quiet moments", these deep conversations with Jesus...over coffee.  I began to sneak off to Starbucks, or French Meadow and their hippie/down to earth atmosphere - and drink coffee and journal and spend time in scripture.  It was over these times of coffee spent with Jesus that He continued to work on transforming me.  And I got to know Him very well. 

An interesting thing happened...once these coffee with Jesus dates started to happen, I began to feel not so alone.  I began to be content with where I was and what I had.  Not that I still didn't have my ups and downs with all of it, but gradually over the last two years I have felt less and less alone...more content with being alone. 

Then another interesting thing happened...God began to restore friends to me.  Summer 2010 I went to Canada for the first time and God gave me amazing friends...who were actually more like family - through that experience.  Then, God opened doors for me to have friends here...and these friends have prooved to be fun, funny, kind, loving, Christ-centered people.  I have been blessed. 

I still have my coffee with Jesus dates as often as I can.  It's a very special time to me.  I can promise you that if you are feeling alone, He knows.  He wants to fill that loneliness.  He is the only thing that can.  Once you are content in Christ, not much else matters.  Not the number of friends you have, the family who is around or not, not a significant other...nothing.  So while life may have its ups and downs, I know Who I have...and Who will never leave me.  And that He is always there, waiting for me...cup of coffee or not.


In Christ,
Meg