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.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

A peanut butter and jelly sandwich

A few weeks ago my family went on a field trip to a horse stable. (and I've been meaning to post this but lately blogging has had to take a back seat) Anyway, before the trip we had made some sandwiches to eat for lunch because we were going straight to our chapter meeting right afterwards and wouldn't have time to stop. Well it had been a crazy morning getting ready to leave, and unintentionally we had made an extra one, which resulted in some frustration that we had wasted time (as we would already be late). Well, we finally go out the door an to the horse stable (and I could rant about that for awhile! but I'll spare you)
As we were getting ready to leave my mom was talking to one of the moms there (who was also in our chapter) As it turns out the lady needed a ride for her daughter to the chapter meeting, so mom was like "We can take her" The other lady then realized that she didn't have any food for her daughter, and mom told her "oh! we have an extra one!" Then they were both like "that is such a God thing!"
As I sat there listening I thought to myself "it's just a sandwich....good grief, we just happened to make an extra one, not a big deal, God is isn't so trivial as a peanut butter and jelly sandwich!" Then I realized, He is! There is nothing to small for God, because nothing is hard, He's not too busy to worry about it, because He's never tired. It doesn't take much to show that He's real. To a parent having a hard day an extra pb&j reminds them that He's real. God cares about our "insignificant" needs. He does work through the little things, He works all things for good!

So often I'm looking so hard for "deep truths" or "big signs" that I miss the small but just as important truths and blessings that God has to offer. He is a complete God, and an Amazing God.

2 comments:

  1. Lovely.
    I remember talking to you about this - this sense of wonder that you have. I remember trying to learn to find God in a blister this summer :D

    I love this a lot. :D

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