“Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”
I don’t know the reference for that verse, I don’t even know if I quoted it correctly. I just like it :)
I don’t like January; I don’t think I’ve ever liked January. Today I was sitting here staring at the screen of the computer thinking what a monotonous month it is, especially after Christmas. Christmas is Beautiful. There’s people you love and presents you don’t need and this wonderful feeling of being at peace with the world. Then it all kinda melts away with the snow, if you were lucky enough to get snow, and there is the reality of another year. Sometimes I get excited looking at the new year and other times I wonder how I’m going to survive another 365 days of the unknown.
Yesterday I went to work for my Willie Mae and it was a gross work day and a funny story day. I had the privilege of cleaning her fridge and it was disgusting. Before I cleaned the fridge, I was given an apron from the Great Depression; it depressed me thinking about wearing it. Not really because it was ugly, more because it was covered with cat hair from Bonny Mae. I don’t like Bonny Mae and Bonny Mae does not like me. So I was cleaning and as I cleaned I wondered how I would feel and if I would do a better job if I was cleaning Jesus’ fridge instead of Willie Mae’s. Willie Mae’s fridge looked better due to this thought process.
I love working there with these older people (yes its not just Willie Mae, there are other residents). I’m learning things, mainly how it is to be aware of what I have and happy with what I don’t. I think it makes Willie Mae happy to not have something because she gets to think up a new way of making due. I’m also learning that I don’t want to hold so tightly to life. I don’t want to live with a fear of dying after having my chance at life.
Looking back to several years ago, I had a similar job opportunity and I flatly said “no”. It wasn’t my ideal job. I don’t think it is now either but I don’t know if I really know what that would be anymore. I want to work with people, I want to be able to laugh at what happens with work, I want it to be stretching, I want to be needed, maybe it is my ideal.
This morning I woke up and day dreamed about Heaven. I know odd, and maybe morbid. But I think it will be beautiful; I think it will compensate for every tired and empty moment we’ve ever felt on earth. I think we’re supposed to want Heaven, but to know that we’re here, and this is earth and not try to make it something else.
Sometimes I want those things that are hoped for, I want them now. Instead maybe, for everyone around me, I’m supposed to be the Evidence of Things Not Seen.
January blues and Willie Mae, a year of unknowns…Heaven.
“…The substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”
Sonya
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6 comments:
Hebrews 11, my dear. :)
Your post reminds me of a book I just got done reading. It's called "The Slumber of Christianity" and it's by Ted Dekker. It's pretty good, you should read it sometime, if you have time. :) It's all about living our lives in the. . . umm. . . not sure what you call it, light of Heaven I guess maybe. . . It makes you look at life quite differently. Some of the stuff in it I'm not too sure about. :) Call me a skeptic or critic or whatever but for the most part it's pretty good and it has lots and lots of good points.
I love the idea of being someone's 'evidence of things not seen'. Such a cool thought. :) I like the way your brain works. :)
i knew i just read it somewhere and i love that verse. i remember verses but not references. :( and i have read ted dekker and all his stuff is pretty radical and weird. i'm not sure what i'd think of his views on heaven lol sounds interesting. randy alcorn has a book like that too so i might read it sometime.
and ya, we're also evidence of Creation. :)maybe that should be my next post. lol
wow Sonya... I like it. This made me think, and that's just cool. :)
He doesn't talk 'about' Heaven as much as how we should live with the 'hope' of Heaven in the forefront of our minds.
Yeah most of his stuff is weird. . . but once you figure out why he writes the way he does it makes you appreciate his writing much more. :)
thanku ryan :)
brit, sounds like a good one. :) i liked 3 and i hated show down. maybe this is another one i should try
I think it's Heb. 11:1.
I liked Showdown and Three. In fact I liked Three so much, I read it twice. Weird, I know. I guess that's why I read him . . .
I like your writing style.
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