Two weeks
Wow, a lot happens in two weeks. I will spare the reader (if of course there are any) the mundane details, but suffice it to say, Thanksgiving was cool, my trip to Kansas City was, well, a trip to KC. The old cliche of it's the people that make a place special is definitely true, because if it weren't for my aunts and uncles, cousins, and grandparents living there, I don't think that I would have a genuinely good reason for visiting that place. Anycrikey, sorry if I offended anyone from Kansas or Misery, er, Missouri, but hey, just remember, I live in the paradise of Colorado. :)
It's been amazing to see the effects that prayer has. The old adage of "be careful what you pray for" has been proven itself time and time again in my life. It seems that I should just not pray for anything, and thus avoid the testing and the pain that is involved in the "knowing" of who Christ is. But hey, without pain, there is no growth. Without the pain of lifting weights that were previously thought to be too big to budge, there can be no process. Without pressing in deeper in Christ and experiencing the pain of the flesh being decreased, there can be not real intimacy with Him. Without discussing weighty issues with those important in one's life, there can be no growth of that relationship, nor will it progress to a point of true intimacy. What is the key to getting through these times of growth? Wow, I wish I knew that. But I do know that there is this promise of grace that Christ gives to all that find their rest in Him. In order to be at rest or at peace with him, there cannot be those things that come in between us and Him, so therefore, our rest during these times are intrisically linked to the amount of obedience and yielding that is taking place in our life in conformity to God's spirit. Hmm, circular I know, but hey, God knows best, I just wish that I knew God's best for me all the time.
.jpg)


