Inspired by Life

1 Chron 16:8-12 "Give thanks to the Lord" ...be grateful to God, don't just feel it inside - express your gratitude to Him, say it outloud "call on His name" ...once again, OUTLOUD say His name "make known among the nations what He has done" ...share God's story of your life (testimony), don't be shy about Christ in your life - proclaim it among every people what the Lord has done "sing to him" ...outloud, lift your voice to God in song, music, melodious "sing praise to Him" ...sing approval, adoration, grateful hearts to the Lord "tell of all His wonderful acts" ...speak of how He has healed the dead, saved us from death, given us power through the Holy Spirit "glory in His holy name" ...He is worthy of all our praise, His name is Name above all other names, Holy, Holy, Holy, is my God "let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice" ...don't be discouraged my friend, REJOICE as you seek...

White. Delicate crystals. Gently falling. Pure... it was a beautiful morning! The snow in all its glory laid out willingly before unmerciful footsteps. Tromping through the snow on the way to class, my eyes fell on a glorious picture of walking with the Lord. You see, i started out on the sidewalk where many other feet had been. It was fairly easy - didn't have to dig through piles with my feet (that are especially vulnerable to cold). Even though the sidewalk was not scraped, it was trodden on and packed down enough that the back of my jeans didn't get wet (b/c i really hate wet jeans). Then i turned onto a path where only one lone set of footsteps marked the perfect snow...this got a little bit trickier. So gingerly (or as gingerly as i can be...ha!) i stepped from step to step, avoiding the looming banks of snow on either side. Well, let's just say these must have been a guy's foot prints, b/c they were really big shoes prints, and the steps were pretty lengthy in d...

the weekend was frustrating and unfruitful, so i ended my Sunday with an intense workout. for some reason i find loosing myself in the weight room a great way to let off steam and de -stress....sort of like my safe-haven. after my workout though, i sat at the end of the treadmill...for a long time, thinking about stuff in my life. one of the major things on my mind was the potential of becoming a personal trainer. what would this mean for me? what would happen if i gave my life over to this profession ? the amount of time, dedication, sacrifice...if i was going to do this and be good at it there were some serious adjustments in my life that would have to take place. and i remember thinking, how can i dedicate my time to this when i'm not even dedicated to Christ? where are my priorities here and what the heck is going on in my life? God is my safe-haven. had i really gone so far to resort to a mere weight room to find sanity and peace? oh my word! talk about a slap in the spiritua...