Taking a breath or two...

I think it’s terminal, this terminal I’m waiting in

Could use a change of scene, it seems I’ve been repeating it
Another day, another plane, another same thing
Yesterday became tomorrow that’s the strange thing
Another string, another strum, another rhyme, another hum
I want to breathe in
I want to breathe in and out again

I’m tired of putting one foot in front of the other
I’m weary of where it leads me to
I’m tired of moving on from my Father
Make me rest my head, take a breath or two

Simply stated simple minded love for You
Has simply been completely complicated
And I’m finding this daily drudgery is finally catching up to me
It’s time for this abandon to make much of You and less of me
I want to breathe in
I want to breathe in and out again

O for a slower pace
Moving at the speed of sound sounds like a race to me
O to be at ease
Moving at the speed of sound gets hard on the knees

--Jimmy Needham

The LORD protects the simplehearted;

when I was in great need, he saved me.

Be at rest once more, O my soul,

for the LORD has been good to you.

For you, O LORD, have delivered my soul from death,

my eyes from tears,

my feet from stumbling...

Psalm 116:6-8

A Fine Line.

The older I get, the more I realize that life as a follower of Christ is often times about living life on a fine line. My hope is secure and my heart: saved by grace through Jesus Christ. But living out my faith has caused me many times to call upon the Lord to aid in navigating a fine line.

I currently believe that there is a fine line between...

Busyness and Apathy.

Loving people furiously and letting their thoughts guide yours.

Holding loosely and not paying attention.

Having an opinion and attacking someone else's.

Discipline and legalism.

Being a dreamer and being aimless.

Caring and worrying.

Being vulnerable and not guarding your heart.

Being wise and not trusting God to move.

Being content and being comfortable.

I think that I will always struggle with the fine line. And maybe spend too much time analyzing it. But that's just because I'm mildly type-A. However, I also believe that God knows that about me. And He knows that as long as I struggle, I will lean on Him and His Word for guidance. I know that He is able, and bigger, and more sovereign than my struggle with this life. I also happen to know that through all of my battles, He has been faithful to squeeze beautiful things out of them. Faithful to refine by fire. That truth makes the fine line clearer. Makes life about Him and not about me. Just as it should be.