I read this the other day in Donald Miller’s book, Blue Like Jazz: We Live For What We Believe In. Once I start to truly believe things, I am going to live it, no ifs ands or buts about it… Which makes me reflect on my walk with God. If I am whole heartedly believing in Him, I should be uncontrollably doing His will- doing the things He desires for me– which is everything good. I want to live for God. I want to feel loved, be fulfilled and show that to everyone around me. What I belive is what I do. And the things I do and say reflect the condition of my heart. Man, it is so hard to figure this whole life/God/Lizzie thing out. I don’t know if I ever will, or if I am ever supposed to, for that matter. I am hungry, but not in a physical sense. I want something to drink, but there’s no liquid you can give me that will quinch the lingering thirst. Only one thing can, and it is so elementary yet so complex. It’s God. GOD. GOD! He’s the one. As I hunger for Him, the amazing thing is that He fills me up. The more and more I run after Him, He runs after me a million times faster. And the more I am buried inside of Him and when I yearn for Him, He reveals Himself to me. Just a glimpse of how deep He is, but oh what a glorious glimpse it is. The thing is, He gives us a choice. He does not force me to dive into His mercy or swim around in His grace. He wants me to, Heck He loves it when I’m obediant to Him. And the reason is because obediance brings blessings. Obediance brings joy- joy that never goes away during the hard times. Deep burning joy that gets one through life. My God is madly in love with me, and I want to be madly in love with Him.
