Touch the rainbow.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Recently within the past year or so, I was introduced to and started to really like this Hillsongs United band. Well, I'll say I really started to like half of them.....I'm not such a huge fan of their faster paced stuff. Anyway, Kevin let me borrow his United We Stand cd and I've pretty much had it in my car for over a year. There's this one song and I'm not actually sure of the name - as you miss out on those things when you hold someone's cd captive sans insert sleeve - and there are a couple of lines that I REALLY like in the song:
"In the chaos and confusion, I know you're sovereign still...
In the moment of my weakness you give me strength to do your will..."
So anyway, I always found a lot of comfort in the truth of the first half (second half, too, but this post isn't about the second half, what what!) In the chaos and confusion of the world - not knowing what path to choose or if you've chosen one, is it the right one? And countless other confusing things in this confusing world - I can know that God is still sovereign over it all. I've really been able to find a lot of peace in that.
Well, today, when I was in yoga - which I LOVE by the way. Yoga and cardio and I could be set for life.....now about that cardio..... Anyway, yoga for me is purely a physical activity. I'm not into all of the "practice" that it can be and the "if you put positive words into a jar with water and freeze it, then put negative words into a jar with water and freeze it, the one with positive words will form all these beautiful blue white crystal patterns and the one with negative words will turn yellow and brown" stuff. And I'm not into all the "good energy bad energy" talk. I just like getting stronger and more limber. Feels good, mmmkay?
Well today, the usual teacher that teaches the class I go to wasn't there and there was a new lady. She was nice and it was definitely a great work out and stretched some muscles I don't think I'd ever stretched before today, but she was definitely into the energy talk. She actually said today that "energy is everything." Hmm....
Now I'm no scientist (Kevin, help a metaphorical sista out), but I think that physical energy is IN everything, but I do not think that energy IS everything, especially the kind of mental, positive/negative spiritual energy. I believe that God (+ Jesus + Holy Spirit) is/are everything. And I believe that when I "let go of all the stress of the day," I'm not letting that go out into the cosmos. I'm surrendering my control of it all to the aforementioned God. I guess that's part of what bothers me about the "practice" of yoga. So much of it is self-rule and self-glorifying. So I sometimes feel weird about how into that stuff some of the people are. But boy do I love to stretch! Hachaa!
The teacher said this right before she wanted us to do a color meditation, wherein we breathe in blue and breathe out gold, and I can't ever really let myself do those things. And I don't want to get into a philosophical debate about this stuff or other new age type stuff, I'm just using this experience to get to where I'm going with this whole post.
On the way home after yoga, I was listening to the song I referenced before of which I don't know the title. And it was crazy. When I got to that little verse I like, it was totally new to me. The confusion wasn't life decision confusion. The confusion it was talking about at that moment for me was spiritual/theological confusion. This world is FULL of spiritual/theological chaos. There's new age, there's scientology and a whole slew of other belief systems in this world that I don't understand how anyone could truly believe and then even within Christianity I'll come upon something that I'm not quite sure how to wrap my mind around.
But that's what hit me. God is still sovereign even though I'm sitting there confused out of my mind. When I've read something in the bible that doesn't quite match up to my understanding of His attributes as I believe them to be today at 25 years old. And that's okay. He's there and he knows and he'll reveal it to me. And I hope that I'll keep on experiencing more and more confusion that I can work through because that means I'm growing. The last thing I want in the world is to have it all figured out right now. That this would be my plateau of knowledge of God. That there is nothing more to learn.
So that's pretty cool.
Friday, July 13, 2007
Here's another blog that's not the one I mentioned having written in the previous post.
I like to listen to NPR a lot, and I think I'd have to say that Radio Lab, hosted by Jad Abumrad, is probably my most fave-rit of all. In the DFW Metroplex, it airs at 1pm on Fridays and I try to plan my lunch around it. By "try to plan my lunch around it," I actually mean that I forget about it every Friday. Today they had this episode on about zoos and it was pretty dang amazing.
I'll tell you what else is pretty dang amazing. This video.
Thank you to Richard for letting me steal it from his bulletin without telling him I was doing so.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
I wrote a new post....no really, I did. And it's not this one. I've been reading Searching for God Knows What by Donald Miller and in the middle of one of the chapters I was inspired to write about something that was triggered in my mind.
I wrote it in a journal that Kevin got me that looks like this:
It's funny because I don't write in a journal very frequently, but I'd like to, which is why Kevin got it for me. This was my first time to write in my journal as if it were a blog, so that was interesting. Usually my journalling is very stream of consciousness, and I was writing this one as an editorial commentary. Ha! (I don't know if that paragraph waranted a "Ha!" at the end, but I Ha!'d nevertheless.)
Whenever I think of writing in a journal, I automatically skip to the future and think about how one day my grandkids will be sifting through boxes one of my my kid's attic and be just about to go downstairs, having found the contents of their search well below their satisfaction, when they catch a glimpse of one yellow corner of my journal poking out of a box that up until this point remained unopened. Then they will sit and pour over my journal for hours, reading about my ridiculously fascinating life.
Oh, made up happenings that over-glorify me.
All that to say, as soon as I remember, I'll copy the entry into a fancy magic box (read: computer) and you'll be able to read my ponderings at the time.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
I've been holding on to these pictures for a while, but I think now's the appropriate time to whip them out. I think you'll all agree. Kevin and I recently went and hung out with G & D for a little food and pinochle (in which I overexerted my bidding skills and felt a leeeettle too big for my pinochle britches) and we had a great time!
Here are a few pictures of their cute little one:
Short-haired Anna in her high high chair:
Short-haired Anna seeking the wisdom and intrigue of a bearded man:
Short-haired Anna knows......she always knows.
Ridiculous cuteness runs in the family.