Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Thoughts :c)

"What day is it?
And it what month?
This clock never seemed so alive.
I can't keep up.
I can't back down.
I've been losing so much time...
Cuz it's you and me
and all of the people
with nothing to do, and nothing to lose.
It's you and me
and all of the people...
and I don't know why I can't keep my eyes of you."
~You and Me, Life House

Wow, I feel like the past few days have gone so quickly. A few days ago it was snowing, but this week it's been in the 60s and beautiful. Classes are picking up in intensity, so I'm swamped with projects and papers. But at the same time, I feel like things are coming to an end in some way. Next semester isn't so far away, and it's going to bring so many changes. Next semester I'll be taking more credits, working more with my Terra Firma group, and I'll be planning a wedding. My wedding.

And then, after that, everything will change. Now, I'm perfectly excited for everything that will come with our marriage. I couldn't be marrying a better person. He's wise, intelligent, funny, musically gifted, comforting, calm, and persistent. But at the same time, I am leaving behind a lot of time with my friends and family. I guess we all have to grow up sometime.

All I can do is try to follow God's will.

--Ash

Friday, November 5, 2010

Fall and Winter Come :c)

The days have slowly been getting colder and colder. As I bike across campus, my eyes burn from the nip of Jack Frost.

Today, the first flakes fell from the heavens.

The leaves have all died, and it's time for the earth to renew itself in the blessed winter season.

This is my favorite time of year.

Whenever I see snow or think about it, I get so lost in the glory of God. This is exactly what He does to us when we turn our sins over to Him. He snows on our hearts. Sometimes what we have to go through to overcome our sin hurts, and sometimes we never feel like we'll get out of it. But then one day, we look around and see the beauty in the white. We see the cleansing power of His blood.

Then spring dawns, and we grow more in Him than we ever imagined we could.

I know it's sad that we have to go through this cycle over and over for our entire lives, but I wouldn't want it any other way. I'm closer to Him when I'm buried in the snow than I am when the sun is shining on me. I become too complacent in the sunshine. The snow gives me no choice but to run to His arms.

--Ash