Emerging Sara

Will I ever see the Holy Land, my God?

Will I walk where You walked? Pray where You prayed?

Help me, my soul cries out. You, O Lord, are the only One who can.

I entered Best Buy today to look at a computer for Zeppelin, stereo, etc… And what did I see? Macs. That’s right: the Tyler Best Buy carries MacBook, MacBookPro, MacAir, and iMacs. OH MY GOODNESS! They have like…five choices of some software. And power cords. And mice. And wireless keyboards. It was great!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay. GeekSpeak done.

Today is the National Day of Prayer.

Shouldn’t EVERY day be a day of prayer for those who believe?

Hmm.

God is really dealing with me about rebellion these days.

…I can’t even speed anymore without a pain in my heart.

Abba, grant me the wisdom to gain all that I need to gain from this.  I love You, more than life.  Mold me into the one You created.  In Your Son’s Name.  Amen.

Oh, and Daddy?  If it’s Your will, I’d like to go see Joyce this fall at the women’s conference with Dawn and Sarah.  Thanks.  Let it be.

sweetheart. Sleep tight, sweetheart, wherever you are.  (over there in your chair.)

I keep seeing adverts and commercials about this program.

I need something.

There’s some things swirling around in my head these days.  Mostly how I need to dedicate myself more to the doing of His commands.  I want to finish my childrens’ book, write a song, feed the hungry, clothe the naked, etc…not necessarily in that order.

Yet I’m tired. Exhausted. Really.  I’m not sure how it got to this point. So worn out that I can’t do anything.

I will get a little bit of a break this weekend and I’m hoping that helps.  I’m going to Dallas to see Keely, my Goddaughter, in a pageant.  She has a chance at 16 different titles.  I’m sure she’ll walk away with at least one.  She’s adorable, that kid.

It’s really time for me to get ready for bed.  I just wanted to throw a little update out there.

His grace and peace be unto you. Amen.

The last few days I’ve felt like I’m being told to write. I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to write though. Funny how God works.  “Write.” He whispers into your spirit, but you haven’t the foggiest what you’re supposed to be writing about.  Good job, God!  You’ll forgive my sarcasm.

I’ve been reading a lot about the Rapture lately.  It’s sort of scary wondering what will happen.  And what if, for some reason, I don’t get to go the first time around?  I’d hate to go through that.  I mean, imagine:  your loved ones have disappeared right out of their clothes!  There is mass confusion everywhere. And then…the antichrist rises to power. He promises peace to everyone.  All you have to do is get a mark. The mark of the beast.  Will you be strong enough to resist, or will you just do it like Nike says? Will you deny your Lord in an instant in order to be more comfortable?

I do it nearly everyday.  That’s what has me thinking right now.  Every day, I deny Him. I choose to watch t.v. instead of reading His Word.  I choose to overfeed myself instead of giving to the hungry.  I’ve thrown away clothes instead of clothing those who need it.  Would I deny God in order to be more comfortable?  It seems to me that I’ve made a habit of it.  A habit I want to change.

Forgive me, O God, as I humble myself before You.  I choose to be holy, set apart for You. Renew in me my purpose in You, Abba.  I want to be Your hands, Your feet.  Send me unto the world to shine Your light into the darkness, Lord! So be it.

Why is it that in our youths, we have so much going on? So much excitement for life! Yet, when we “grow up” we somehow lose the excitement for our lives. It is so depressing to me that such a thing happens.