Today I did these things in this order:
Woke up
Went to church
Went for lunch in weatherspoons and had a lasagne al forno
Almost threw up from the crappy lasagne
Walked to the spectrum
Spent about 20 mintues sitting in the spectrum Burger King worrying about the impression I was going to make on the people I was about to meet.
Played a game of bowling
Got 2 strikes, a half strike, 100 points and 2nd place out of 6.
Was pleased that i didn;t look like a complete tit infront of some people that I'd never met.
Stood outside of the electric theatre waiting to get in for a bible study while the clouds began to gather and the weather deteriorated.
Wanted to go and stand in the pouring rain and scream til I was blue in the face.
Downloaded some Psalty and left a long answerphone message with as much of the butterfly song as would record.
Came home and prayed.
Decided to do a blog entry and listen to some D'Angelo (The soundtrack of my honeymoon HAHAHA)
So I handed all my coursework in like...last week. And I'm glad to get that damned degree over. Whether or not I pass is in the hands of God.
But I kinda feel like at the moment I'm going through a new birthing stage. The boy, the child that hid through my degree is making way for a whole new being....you ready?...check this...DAN THE MAN.
Yeah.
I've found myself...especially this evening talking about the Holy Spirit wanting to embrace the raw power of God in the form of the Thunder storm. I absolutely effing love em. The lighning flashes and thunder claps that make you jump, then you look to the skies in anticipation of capturing a golden electric flash.
I want to stand in the rain and scream with all that is within me. I am becoming ferral!!! or however it's spelt...
I want to be wild. I want to be untamed...I want to love with an untamed heart. I want to get lost in the wilderness and embracethe elements of the father, son and holy spirit.
Men are becoming feminine weirdos! We're getting so caught up in hair cuts and moisturiser and meercat scarves! I say NO!
Well actually... I say be well groomed and take care of appearance but don;t get too gay about it.
I want to rescue. I want to romance and choose and live the enchanted life that my father intended and so few find.
Life isn;t a box of chocolates.
Life is a book. A dusty hardback book with guilded pages and silky ribbon markers bound into the spine.
Life is broken into chapters. This the end of one and the beginning of another.
I'm all excited now.
For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love and self discipline
2 Timothy 1v7
2 comments:
Gutted I've been away, I've got more than a little bit of catching up on your blog to do!!
Dan, your blog is being getting linked to mine: Thunder storms? Love 'em. Wanting to be lost in God in the same way? Love it. Wanting to serve a totally unchurched generation who have babies so that they can love them cos no one's loved them enough to teach them how to love them back? I am THERE. I'm reading 'Red Moon Rising' at the moment about the 24/7 prayer movement. It is a TOTALLY energising read and makes more sense about God than any other God book I've read in a year or more.
And yes, it is alright to miss your older siblings. Thankyou for affirming that. I'm not just being stupid and immature, I love my sister and that's ok.
Catch you later.
Oh, and D'angelo? Awesome! And I kind of love the way that 'Sh*t, D*mn, Motherf*cker' is the most chilled, laidback, get-stuck-in-your-head track on the album :-)
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