Statue of Clay?

So why didn't I just put my name? Well, to answer that question I'll first tell you why I chose this name. I chose it because it's what I am. See, my goal is to be a statue that stands fixed pointing to heaven, and for now i'm just made of clay. When the rain comes I often melt and lose my form. But the more I stare at the sky, the more the Son will bake me, and the stronger I will become. One day I hope to be a statue of stone, that can stand the weather, unmovable, staring to the sky without blinking. Why didn't I just use my name? Because every time I write I don't want it to be "me" writing. I want to remember to keep my gaze fixed upon Him and so I chose a name that will remind me to do just that.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Lessons from the Rain

It was raining the other day so I decided to take a walk in the rain...I had no idea what I was getting into :) My walk went something like this.
Look out the window "oh, it's still raining, I think I'll go play in it." I stepped outside and at first it was a little uncomfortable, cold, foreign. But I continued. And the more I walked the more it rained, and the more I gave into it. Then it started raining harder and I grew more wet than dry. Up to this point I had been clinging to my being dry and fighting the thought of being wet. But then there was a point where I surrendered to it's wetness and embraced it. What followed was a culmination of freedom, awe, wonder, and pure joy. I began to run, now saturated and clean, enjoying a world just as saturated as I was. I felt clean, and free, and powerful. (not in a greedy or prideful way) but the way you feel whenever you've just overcome something powerful, either that or surrendered to something even more powerful. The rest of my time in the rain was spent in a childish irrational joy.
As all this was happening I thought of how this experience was the same as my walk with God both at conversion and my constant surrenders. I get dirty without realizing it. ( I didn't realize how dirty I was until I came in from the rain and felt clean) So God sends the Rain to clean me. At first it's uncomfortable, even painful at times, but the more it rains the more I surrender to it. Because I can't Because I can't be cleaned until it covers every part of me. Then at last I surrender to it. And when I've finally surrendered to Him I feel free, powerful, irrationally joyful! I feel as though I've finally become part of the real. These are only a few of the thoughts that came to me on my walk, it was quite a blessing :)

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