Showing posts with label Christian Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christian Life. Show all posts

Saturday, September 13, 2008

the limit of my imagination

It's so funny. Maybe funny is not the right word, but I mean like, funny: strange-surprising-why-I-didn't-realize-it-then-but-now-totally-cool-and-exciting.

I remember when I was in, I think middle school or maybe early high school (so somewhere between the ages of 13-16ish) and I was at a Christian youth group. And I vaguely remember this feeling that I had that it was just too hard to become a committed Christian. To give everything up and live totally according to God's ways. I thought that meant like social DEATH. I thought I would be so constricted and prohibited and stuffed inside a box labeled, "good Christian"...and become inevitably, miserable.

It wasn't like I was plotting my wickedness, although it may not sound so innocent, but I was really just ignorant. I had the wrong idea of who God was.

This is all coming to my mind now because of what's happening in my relationship with God presently. God really is speaking to me and guiding me in my everyday things, I see that He is relevant and involved in every part of life (not just in church), I see that He cares and that He loves, I see that He created beauty and color and He wants to see it, I see that He is holy and He wants me to be like Him, I see that I can't do it on my own, but I see His helping hand/heart/voice/love that is comforting and encouraging and helps me to change. And I see that world view--the way we see the world and God and everything around and in us--is so incredibly important. And that correcting our world view can change everything, for good.

I've come to a place in my life where I'm really trying to give everything to God and live according to His ways. And I can say that it has not led to social death or to a boxed-up miserable life as a "good Christian", like I thought before-- but I have found so much more than I ever imagined. And I love it.

But don't be fooled, it's not easy. And I'm no champion. But I'm trying and God is being who He is.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

today...tomorrow

Today...

-I turned my alarm off in my sleep
-I woke up late
-I left my house late
-But still met up with the people I needed to in the end
-I saw a big group of my gypsy friends in the metro
-I went to an orphanage
-I went to the Bazroba
-And bought like "8 kilos" of tomatoes for 3.50 lari
-But I'm not sure if it was really "8 kilos", maybe more like 5, but the lady said 8
-I came home
-I showered
-I talked to a lady about buying some of her stuff
-Like a coffee maker, dishes, pots & pans, a bookshelf, for my new apartment
-But I'm not sure how I'll pay for it all yet, and still make it until August 7th
-But God knows my situation, and I don't think I'm making bad choices
-I went to the neighbors' house and talked with them for like 3 1/2 hours
-We made lots of plans: go to the lake, learn how to make cake, go to the village
-And we talked about God and church
-And how in church, the actions mean nothing if your heart isn't in it
-We also talked about "I Am Legend"
-Then I came home again
-I ate some adjika+mayonaise on bread with tomatoes
-And after I'm done with this I will get ready for bed

...and it's already tomorrow!

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

the new and the old

I had a really good quiet time this morning. It was the first time in a long time that I've been able to organize my thoughts in a concise and meaningful way. A lot of my journal entries lately (maybe similar to many of my blog entries lately) have been really random and NOT to the point, always skirting around the edge. But it was really relieving/satisfying to be able to "sort it out" on a page.

And this is one of my thoughts that I began to realize. When I finished DTS, I was all for living as the "new Jenni" and not the "old Jenni". And when I came back to the States, I was all for it, and terribly afraid of falling into my old ways. I did. And that's why I need a Redeemer. But that's not my main point here. My main point is that after a while, even the new becomes old.

Even the new becomes old.

My first evening back at home (April 20th)

God is not taking me through all that I've been going through these past 3 months, so that I can be the person I was 3 months ago. He wants me to be more holy. More refined. More like Him. And I need to be striving for that. If I thought my post-DTS attitude/character/life was good, then I'd better expect that God is going to do even better things...because He is STILL working on me.

And I'm trying to get a good grip on Him.