Being aware

So this is not a "what happens when..." post but I have to write anyway.

I have been confronted by some people I love, they humbled me and made me take a look.

I thought I was looking and doing all the right things and came into this weekend feeling pretty good about myself. I guess I will go into this week feeling pretty aware of myself. I'm not at all sorry about it, in fact I know this will prompt more faith and prayer in my life. Beautiful.

But boy, was it hard to sit there and hear these things.

It turns out I cannot count on even myself to do some things right, but the reality is..I can solely count on God to do anything and everything right.

I'm not perfect, I've always known I'm not perfect. My actions (or lack thereof) can really irritate people. For a few weeks now I have actually been thinking about what it is to be consumed with the love that Jesus has for us, and what the implications of this is.

Also, recently I have been reading a book that fits what I have been thinking about prior to all this realization and confrontation. It's really made me think about the way I serve Jesus, the way I pray, how deep my faith goes. It's caused me to ask the "would I?" question. It's been a series of fortunate events really.

First, Emilie starts thinking about how well she serves the Lord. Second, starts reading a book that was recommended, one of my friends lent it to me for free which speaks about such things...lucky me. Third, loved ones lovingly punch me in the gut with some overwhelming concerns/realities.

Needless to say, there's work to be done.

There are bridges to be built, some to mend, and others to cross. Let's just say, I'm aware, and ready to build, fix, and walk...I want to be a strong tool that God uses to bring glory to himself, wherever, whenever.

All to God