No work for the day,
No plans either.
A sun that is bright
Warm
With a few playful clouds
In the sky.
A large open
Field
With luciously, green grass.
Wild floweres add different
Colors
Textures.
The noise of buzzing bees
The sight of colorful butterflies
The chatter of playful birds.
Barefoot
A long, flowing skirt.
A comfy T-shirt.
No make-up
No cares.
An enchanting book
Authored by Austen
Or Wilder.
Any classical author, really.
I lay in my field
I look at my bright sun.
If only this kind of atmosphere
Could
Exist.
Perhaps this is the Heaven
My Savior is designing for me.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
A Fleeting Thought
I had a strange thought pop into my head tonight. It was one that shocked me at first. It was a thought I would have never expected to appear in my brain. Sometimes I wonder if these blasphemous thoughts are just attacks from the enemy or my own flesh wandering through the "other side". Perhaps attacks from the enemy and my wandering flesh are one and the same...?
I recently began a new job that exposed me to a different culture. "The real world" some may call it. At my previous place of employment (which was Moravian Hall Square) a majority of my co-wokers were Christians or people that were raised in a church-going family. One girl even met the Lord during my time there. As one can imagine, it was a fairly safe and comfortable environment for me. At Old Navy, where I currently work, there are only two God-fearing people, and that might be pushing it. I am sincerely hoping that there are more, but I honestly do not know.
As I work there longer I am becoming better acquainted with my fellow employees. I get along with some better than others. There are two people in particular that I like. They are kind enough to ask me how I am, they call me by name and they try to involve me in their conversations. Now, these conversations are overflowing with curse words and are usually about topics I do not approve of let alone comprehend; however, as I was standing there with them this evening I thought to myself They seem happy even without the Lord.
Loud sirens went off in my head and I swear my face turned red signalling to others that something unusual just occured in my brain. Where in the world did that thought come from? I know with all of my being that it is not true. No one in this world can be truly happy or content with their life without the Lord Jesus Christ being in their heart. But, for just a second, as I observed these people, I thought that they seemed perfectly happy.
God, forgive me for letting that thought invade my mind. Now, I just need to diligently pray for their Salvation so that they can find real happiness. I guess there is no sin in a thought like this passing through my mind, but it is a sin to believe it is truth.
I recently began a new job that exposed me to a different culture. "The real world" some may call it. At my previous place of employment (which was Moravian Hall Square) a majority of my co-wokers were Christians or people that were raised in a church-going family. One girl even met the Lord during my time there. As one can imagine, it was a fairly safe and comfortable environment for me. At Old Navy, where I currently work, there are only two God-fearing people, and that might be pushing it. I am sincerely hoping that there are more, but I honestly do not know.
As I work there longer I am becoming better acquainted with my fellow employees. I get along with some better than others. There are two people in particular that I like. They are kind enough to ask me how I am, they call me by name and they try to involve me in their conversations. Now, these conversations are overflowing with curse words and are usually about topics I do not approve of let alone comprehend; however, as I was standing there with them this evening I thought to myself They seem happy even without the Lord.
Loud sirens went off in my head and I swear my face turned red signalling to others that something unusual just occured in my brain. Where in the world did that thought come from? I know with all of my being that it is not true. No one in this world can be truly happy or content with their life without the Lord Jesus Christ being in their heart. But, for just a second, as I observed these people, I thought that they seemed perfectly happy.
God, forgive me for letting that thought invade my mind. Now, I just need to diligently pray for their Salvation so that they can find real happiness. I guess there is no sin in a thought like this passing through my mind, but it is a sin to believe it is truth.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
I am Already Sick of Being Sick
I have been sick for less than twenty-four hours and I am already tired of it. Sickness is an interesting thing. If one sits down and really thinks about what sickness is it is astounding. A microscopic specimen, one that goes totally unnoticed by myself or any other human being on this planent, attacks what-cha-ma-call-its in my body and makes me sick. I really do not understand it at all, but I think that is how it goes....
That tiny, little bacteria-guy totally throws-off my daily lifestyle. Simple things like breathing becomes trying. At work tonight I found myself walking around with my mouth wide open. Now, this is not an unusal occurence for me, but I felt like it was opened wider than normal. My lips were dry and peeled by the time I was done with my shift. I felt like two plump raisins had found residence on the front of my face. Attractive, right?
Also, my mind becomes extremely fuzzy. While engaged in conversation with customers or co-workers tonight I found myself tripping over my words or saying things that made absolutely no sense. I was returned with blank stares. I did deserve those blank stares because I too was giving them a similar look. If a person tried to talk to me it took my brain several minutes longer to understand what was being said and then by the time I replied my words were meaningless.
Oh, well. I would like to think that the majority of people in this world have experienced the same thing I have this evening. I am not looking forward to another day of work tomorrow, however I have all day Friday to recover. I am sure I am going to cause amusement to others and embarassment to myself by tomorrow's end. I will try my best to find comfort in that?
That tiny, little bacteria-guy totally throws-off my daily lifestyle. Simple things like breathing becomes trying. At work tonight I found myself walking around with my mouth wide open. Now, this is not an unusal occurence for me, but I felt like it was opened wider than normal. My lips were dry and peeled by the time I was done with my shift. I felt like two plump raisins had found residence on the front of my face. Attractive, right?
Also, my mind becomes extremely fuzzy. While engaged in conversation with customers or co-workers tonight I found myself tripping over my words or saying things that made absolutely no sense. I was returned with blank stares. I did deserve those blank stares because I too was giving them a similar look. If a person tried to talk to me it took my brain several minutes longer to understand what was being said and then by the time I replied my words were meaningless.
Oh, well. I would like to think that the majority of people in this world have experienced the same thing I have this evening. I am not looking forward to another day of work tomorrow, however I have all day Friday to recover. I am sure I am going to cause amusement to others and embarassment to myself by tomorrow's end. I will try my best to find comfort in that?
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