Beauty All Around...

There are times in life when we crave growth, we crave life, and as we anxiously await God to uproot us and replant us among new scenery; He instead chooses to keep us as we are, where we are. Frustration insews as we are so desperate for something more, something grander, to be used in such a way as to leave a mark in this world.Everyday beauty is taken for granted, we are under the impression that to mean more we must always be doing more. We push ourselves to perfection, to ageless beauty, to feel surrounded by purpose and importance. Instead of a joy life becomes a struggle, an every day battle for something more, something new, and something of grand inspiration.

Life is always moving even when we aren't
Happiness can be felt even if no one else is feeling it
Joy can be evident even when no one else sees
Life is happening all around us whether we choose to share it with the world
or keep it close to our hearts.
God has something to tell us each and every day, He longs to show us His creation every morning. We are so focused on feeling alive that we forget the reason we are alive.
Creation screams the praises of God.

I planted flowers along by back patio this past weekend, one plant in particular is in the very corner. It is hanging away from the public's eye but yet it holds great importance to me, because in my place of solitude it fills me with beauty, and growth, and wonder and what God is capable of.God does not always choose to plant us in the most open of spaces, or the most populated of gardens, He sometimes plants us where we are because He is using us for His purpose, for His beauty, and for His splendor.
We are always so ready to pray to God to use us but very rarely are we ever willing to be used by Him.


Let your life be an act of worship, as the Lily of the field blooms to the Heavens, keep your heart and your mind on things above and let your beauty and grace be God's splendor.

Trying To See What We Believe

I'm on the run
I'm on the ropes this time
where is my song?
I've lost the song of my soul tonight

sing it out
sing it out
take what is left of me
and make it a melody

sing it out
sing out-loud
I can't find the words to sing
you be my remedy

My song
My song
I'll sing with what's left of me

where is the sun?
feel like a ghost this time
where have you gone?
I need your breath in my lungs tonight

sing it out

I'm holding on
I'm holding on to you
My world is wrong
my world is a lie that's come true
and I fall in love with the ones that run me through
when all along all I need is you

sing it out
-Switchfoot

Hebrews 10:23 Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful.
Hebrews 11:1 Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.

When all seems lost, I hold on to the hope that rises every morning.
There are times when it feels like something is missing, when a part of me is incomplete.
I search aimlessly to fill that void, I push myself to utter exhaustion in search for what seems lost. Doubts arise and I lose perspective as fear washes over yesterday's clarity.
I question all I believe, I search for anything that will make me feel more alive. The void only increases as this world's quick fixes take more than they give.

Desperation overwhelms and the song I once sang so loud and so proud becomes merely a whistle of some tune I once knew. How could I lose it all when I've fought all my life for control?
Hope seems lost as the fog of today rolls in and puts a heavy cloak on all that I so desperately try to lift up to Him. My head hits the pillow in desperation for something more.

As I awake, the sun stretches its rays to the depths of the darkest part of my soul. An awakening of body, soul, and mind. The void of yesterday is filled with the hope of tomorrow and the faith of today. I can't see what it is I'm trying to hold but I can feel the warmth of all that He has to give. I don't have the answers and that seems to be my only answer.
It is only Faith that brings hope. We have hope in what we believe and it is in that belief that our faith is formed. Christ promises that He is faithful, that we do not always need to see to believe.
Our lives are not about what we can be, what we can see, what we think we need. Our mornings are opportunities to understand that it is His faithfulness that brings the hope we need to feel complete in Him.

We will always walk aimless if we try to see what we believe.