The past few days I have begun and then deleted more posts then I care to admit. I've gotten finicky with my writing and content. I think I'm looking for something profound, earth-shattering and frankly amazing and it's just not coming to me.
I am walking through ordinary days, going about my ordinary business, and at some point I feel like there is nothing exciting to say. Which is ok... if I don't blog about it. But at some point, with a blog, there is this simple need to write in one's blog.
In my ordinary days God has continued to work. He has convicted me of sin, reminded me of the preciousness of spending time with him and of the joy of friendship. What makes me smile in and through this is that no matter what state I am in, no matter how I feel or what's going on around me, he is still at work, and still at work in me. He could let my ordinary days pass me by. He could let me forget him, he could let me sink into myself, yet he chooses to work in my life. He chooses to dispense his love and grace.
Though I walk through some ordinary days, they are never truly ordinary for I serve an extraordinary God.
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