so yesterday was another day spent in relaxation mode. i attempted to upload some pictures to facebook, and it took forever and actually never worked, so i gave up. i watched 2 discs (not episodes, discs) of grey’s anatomy, caught up on some thank you cards, and just enjoyed my bed for one more day. it was awesome.
i went to a friends for her stella & dot party, and it was good to be in her house since i hadn’t been there since she got married in january. seeing her sister was fun too. i love those girls. i left there, and went to the 5pm service at church, where i lost it.
God’s been doing a lot of really neat things in my heart lately. I’m accepting some things that it has taken me a while to wrap my head around, and I’m becoming more “accepting” with where I am in life right now. I don’t want to use the comfortable, because when I think about that word, it makes me think I’m sitting back and not participating in what’s going on. But I’m feeling a lot better about some things that it’s taken me a while to feel better about, and the service at Hope last night affirmed a lot of that.
Our pastor, David, talked about the church, and being the church. He said some very valid points that helped me remember that church shouldn’t be necessarily something that we do, but instead should be a reflection of how we live. This, of course, was incredibly comforting to me. Yes, church is something that I do… sometimes Wednesday night, and most Sunday mornings, (or evenings, now since my church has a 5pm service!) but so much more than that, church should be how I’m living my life. It’s not just a building, with chairs and screens for words that we sing. It should be our way of life. It should be the way we’re sharing the good news with others on a daily basis with the way that we live. It’s fellowship. It’s praying. It’s sharing. It’s changing me. You can read the dialogue that my pastor wrote/read here: http://wordandway.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-i-believe-about-church.html
So then, as always, the music at Hope is awesome. During the offering, they sang a song that I’d heard only once before, but it didn’t stick with me. Yesterday, it hit me like a ton of bricks. It went right along with what I was talking about earlier… that situation that I’m becoming better about.
All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way?
I wonder if my life could really change at all?
All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found?
Could a garden come up from this ground at all?
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new…
And after the service, I had an amazing mexican dinner with a really good guy friend who helped me remember why God puts amazing people in our lives. To teach us things. To show us different outlooks on life. To help us remember who we are, and who we’re becoming. I am so thankful for this friendship. For these moments where we get to catch up, and be there for each other. You know who you are, and thanks. I’m glad you’re home.
You make beautiful things, You make beautiful things out of us…
