19 9 / 2011
Thinking.
Sometimes I get so caught up in thinking about all the work that’s left to do in me, I’d almost rather He not do it, just move on to the next person and leave me here to live like I’ve always lived.
Almost.
I’m afraid of where I’m going, but I’m in love with the One who’s leading me there, and I’m in love with the one who’s by my side. I’m trusting that He knows what He’s doing even though we’ve got no idea, and I’m praying for the will and the want, and for our hearts to be set on fire for this, because I don’t know any other way this will work.
Did not our hearts burn within us, while He talked with us by the way, and while He opened to us the scriptures?
I’m not the end result here, they are, and so that transfer of love needs to happen, that moment where I stop being my own number one and look at who I need to love. Less of me and more of Him is a scary thing, and my flesh doesn’t want it, and my flesh is strong. I just need to get it through my thick head that He is stronger, and that His plan is so much more beautiful than mine.
I can’t wait for that day.
