Don’t get sucked in!

Black hole

It’s the end of the year. I don’t know about you, but to me it feels like there is a black hole in my universe trying to suck me in. I am physically, emotionally and mentally tired. So much so that I can feel the fight in me ebbing to an all time low.

What I found easy and even enjoyable to do, is now a battle. I have to battle to stay on top of my game at school and at home.

But thank God I don’t have to do it in my own strength. He said when I am weak, He will be strong. (Exo 14:14)  “The LORD will fight for you, and all you have to do is keep still.”

cross whirlpool

Do you remember the Idescribable Tour of Louis Giglio and Chris Tomlin? This picture of the cross whirlpool is the furthest galaxy that could be photographed by the Hubble Space telescope. It is such a comfort to me, knowing that at the end of me, my comprehension of God, my feelings, my abilities, my strengths and weaknesses, are God. He is the beginning and end of me. He encompass me. What am I? A puny human in the greatness of everything, yet He made me and His Spirit lives in me.

So in this dry, tired season, I can sing with Chris Tomlin and Lecrae “Awake my soul”:

Breathe on me, breath of God, breathe on me

I come alive, I’m alive when you breathe on me

Speak to me, word of God, speak to me

I come alive, I’m alive when you speak to me

Awake, awake, awake my soul,
God resurrect these bones
From death to life, through you alone
Awake my soul

Then He said to me,
Prophesy to these bones and say to them,
Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord!
This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones,
I will make breath enter you,
And you will come to life.
So I prophesied as I was commanded.
As I was prophesying, there was a noise, a rattling sound,
And the bones came together, bone to bone.
And I looked, and tendons and flesh appeared on them,
And skin covered them, but there was no breath in them.
Then He said to me,
Prophesy to the breath,
Prophesy, son of man, and say to it,
Conjure the four winds of breath and breathe.

Awake, awake, awake my soul,
God resurrect these bones
From death to life, through you alone
Awake my soul

Yeah, I’m not alone, I realize
I breathe out, I come alive
Your word gives life to my dry bones
Your breath tells death it can ride on
Awake me, make me a living stone,
A testament to your throne, I
I’m nothing without you, I’m on my own
The only one who satisfies my soul

So I’m not going to get sucked in, and neither are you friend. We are more than conquerors through Jesus, our Lord and Saviour.

you see the depths of my heart

Enjoy the rest of this week. There are 20 schooldays remaining for me. In 45 days it is Chrismas. New Year, 2014, is 52 days away and then we start over with a new year.

But for now, I want to try to live each day to the full, as if it is the first day of the rest of my life. Because it is.


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