Is it weird that the one in my life that I am closest to is my dog? I think it's because he loves me. He is devoted in a way that no one else is. His focus is fully on me at all times. I know with out a shadow of a doubt that when I come home he will be waiting on me.
Now that I am a "blogee" I guess I am expected to explain in detail all the things that run through my head daily. At first, I have a pretty good idea of this. But unfortunately it isn't that easy. I wish in some way you could dissect my head and retract all of my thoughts and feelings, but there is no way you would ever comprehend. Sure, if you have problems you could go to a friend, but would they truly understand? No.
Sometimes when I am in a room full of people I notice how it is so easy for them to converse back and forth about the things of this world and what they are experiencing. I learn new things about myslef daily. I don't understand myself, much less what I need to do to change.
One thing that I am sure of, I absolutley LOVE to be there for people. Not that I can fix or take away anything that they might be going through, but just the fact that I was a shoulder to cry on makes all the difference. I needed someone like this when I was broken.
A few days ago I drove a truck pulling a horse trailer for the first time. My dad was with me, but I was so nervous! As I sat there, I noticed that I was depending on my dad to tell me what to do next, or how wide to turn, or when to push the break. Every move I made was entrusted in him. I started to wonder, why can't I let God be like that to me? Why don't I just sit back, and let him show me which way to turn, or what move to make? Every once in a while the horses would move in the trailer and it would jerk the whole truck. It's the same way with life isn't it? When someone else knocks you over, or jerks you to the side, God will be right there helping you back up and putting you on the correct path once again.
With Love from Christ,
Shelby Owen Esther
Friday, March 26, 2010
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