“Just God and Myself”
It’s awesome to see the holy spirit working and leading me in my life and seeing everything that’s happening start to tie together for one common purpose. I don’t really do that well at worshiping God in my daily life, and I’ve known that for the past while. I get distracted by different obstacles as I said in my last post, and a lot of times I worry about those obstacles. There was a quote that Nathan said a Plunge tonight, and it is, I hope I got it right:
“Satan wants us to think about something other than God.”
I see this happening quite a bit in my life, always. If there’s one goal that I want to accomplish this week, and which I would also want to continue every other week for the rest of my life is that I don’t want to let Satan do this to me anymore. Though to be honest, I’m scared. I honestly feel like this goal is far beyond my reach because every other week and day I always fail at this goal.
“Just God and myself”
That is the context I would like to have this week while I worship my creator, while I pour my thoughts onto Him. It is the picture of worship that I want to paint. I pray that though this mindset I can accomplish this goal and not let anything else interfere. And if you read this, please pray for me now. Thanks!
Just another quick thought about worship tonight at Plunge. As anyone who was there will know it was pretty intense. Amen! (Yes!) I’m learning to let myself go; I could do it before, like at Leaders Camp–I guess that’s what Plunge is starting to become for me, Leaders Camp.
So today, after morning church, I screwed up, which is strange because I was so pumped after the service. Simply put, without any details, it was lust. At Plunge tonight, during the last song it was pretty symbolic for me to be laying on the floor. When I sinned I was on the floor, while tonight I was worshiping on the floor. When I had my head on the floor facing sideways the sound of the music sounded like a muffled scratching noise, but I realized something… I was in a pretty vulnerable position, and with my head against the ground like that I realized that at any second something could fall on my head and crush my skull. What would that feel life? I also realized that it’s pretty significant that nothing did in fact crush my skull, so I must still have a purpose for living on this planet.
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