I'm writing to let you know I'm still here...alive and well...oh and God is still good!
I've been thinking about something lately...The season of fall, autumn, what every you may call it. I love when the trees change color and fall, drift to the ground. I was sitting on my loft yesterday looking out the window like I always do up there. I was watching the leaves fall from the giant trees on the South side of Newsom, if you don't know what I'm talking about you should come check it out. Grab a book and lay in the leaves as they fall on you and the gentle breeze lets you know you are still alive, the sun shines and you you drift into a nap, oh I love it! So back to the leaves.
Somebody pointed out to me that this time of the year is often associated by students as a beginning of something but yet it is a time of leaves falling and dying. It brings me to the point of "Things must die before there is life. Think about the Christian life, think about what God calls us to do. We are called to die so that we might truly live, we are called to take up our crosses daily, die to yourself everyday so that life could flow through you.
"How foolish! What you sow does not come to life unless it dies" - 1 corinthians 15:36
"For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God." - Col 3:3
"Jesus said to her, 'I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies;'" - john 11:25
Death and life...my thoughts will continue
my word
read and enjoy what God is teaching me everyday as I strive to be an imiator of him and as I long to live life to the fullest until the day that I will stand...no lie facedown...before my King, my Father. "Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy." ~ 1 Peter 1:8
Thursday, September 28, 2006
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So, on my way to work everyday, I drive by the river. And everyday, there is this girl sitting on a rock next to the river, reading. I don't know what she's reading, I like to think she's reading a Bible. But as it's gotten colder, she she keeps showing up there, she just keeps adding more warm clothing.
Whenever I see her, I think of you. Because I think that is probably something you would do...and probably actually already do. Just not next to the Iowa River.
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