I wish I needed a cane.

I read "Velvet Elvis" by Rob Bell...Off and On. Haha. I get in places where it seems to speak to me. It is a very good book. But I get tired of it sometimes. Today though, it was definitely what I needed to hear. Rob Bell has a way of putting things that can hit you hard sometimes. And the following resonated with me.

He talks about wrestling with scripture. Seeing it in the context of who it was written to. And how that applies to our present situation. Really contemplating on what that scripture could mean.

"The rabbis have a metaphor for this wrestling with the text: the story of Jacob wrestling with the angel in Genesis 32. He struggles, and it is exhausting and tiring, and in the end his hip is injured. It hurts. And he walks away limping. Because when you wrestle with the text, you walk away limping.

And some people have no limp. Because they haven't wrestled. But the ones limping have had an experience with the living God."

-"Velvet Elvis" by Rob Bell

Sun And Moon

Daniel broke the king's decree,
Peter stepped from the ship to the sea
there was hope for Job like a cut down tree,
I hope that there's such hope for me
dust be on my mind's conceptions
and anything I thought I knew
each word of my lips' description,
and on all that I compare to You
[the preference of the sun was
to the south side of the farm
I planted to the north in a terra-cotta pot
blind as I'd become, I used to wonder where you are-
these days I can't find where you're not!]

mine's been a yard carefully surface level tended
foxes burrowed underground
my gardening so highly self-recommended,
what could I have done but let you down?

the sun and the moon,
I want to see both worlds as One!

mine's been a vivid story, dimly remembered
and by the hundredth time it's told, halfway true
of bad behavior well engendered
what good is each good thing we think we do?

[find a friend and stay close and with a melting heart
tell them whatever you're most ashamed of-
our parents have made so many mistakes,
but may we forgive them and forgive ourselves]

the sun and the moon are my Father's eyes

-mewithoutYou

More than 3 days time.

So it's been a bit since I've thought to write. What with the holidays and all. Seeing family and dealing with all those Christmas shoppers at the Rshack...I am looking forward to a nice downhill turn from that stress. I hear it snowed in Atlanta last night...man...I wish I had been there. I haven't seen snow since I was like 8 or 9...dang. I am doing great for those of you that may want to ask, haha. I am going through the book of Romans right now. It is a new and wonderful experience honestly. I don't think I have ever read all of the book and reading all of those "pivotal" verses in context is awesome. (pivotal being in quotes because every verse should be pivotal). I've heard of the Roman Road to Salvation all of my life, but now I am seeing there's not really a definite "road" outlined in this book. And some of the verses I have heard attributed to that road are taken a little out of context. But one verse hit me hard. I've heard it before, but after reading it with the verses around it. It just seems so powerful and downright scary. God is truly awe-inspiring and worthy of all i can give but nothing I can give is truly worthy of Him.

"For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things. To Him be glory forever. Amen."
-Romans 11:36