Freedom
Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. 2 Corinthians 3:17
I have been on a journey recently, a journey to free myself from some unwanted extra weight. The thing that has been most surprising on this journey is what I have been learning about myself. Through this journey I have been freeing myself from some of the weight that’s been dragging me down but I’ve also been freeing myself of some of the emotional baggage that has been holding that weight in place.
Through this journey, what I’m coming to learn is that there is freedom in being me. There is freedom in being free to be me. What I have learned on this journey is that I was hiding me behind a shield of fat. By facing these giants that have been hiding underneath my shield I’m finding freedom from the weight.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. Psalm 139: 13-14
Word Filled Wednesday
A Storm
Listen! Listen to the roar of his voice, to the rumbling that comes from his mouth. He unleashes his lightning beneath the whole heaven and sends it to the ends of the earth. After that comes the sound of his roar; he thunders with his majestic voice. When his voice resounds, he holds nothing back. Job 37: 2-4
Normally I love storms. I’ll sit in my living room (I’m too chicken — or smart) to sit outside and watch them. I love to watch the lightning flash. I love to hear the thunder roar. When the heavens unleash I’m usually sitting back and enjoying the beauty that comes with it. Usually these storms have a calming affect on me.
Last night was a different story. I went to bed but had trouble falling asleep because a storm was brewing. It was loud. It was strong. It rumbled to the deepest part of my being. I awoke many times to the fierce screaming of that storm. The thunder rolled with violence. The rain’s pounded relentlessly. All night long it seemed like the strength of the storm would prevail.
God’s voice thunders in marvelous ways; he does great things beyond our understanding. Job 37:5
But this morning it was calm.
The storms in life are the same. At times it feels like there will be no end. At times it feels like the strength of the storm will take us down. It feels like we will be defeated. But, every time, some times at the point when I feel I can’t take one more second, Jesus calls the storm.
When the weight of depression had me near the point of no return He brought a doctor to tell me it would be OK. Or when the weight of facing another day seemed more than I could bear He brought a little child to say I love you.
“Who is this? He commands even the winds and the water, and they obey him.” Luke 8:25b
Who is this that can lift the weight of the world off my shoulder?
Who is this that can calm the storm within me?
He got up and rebuked the wind and the raging waters; the storm subsided, and all was calm. “Where is your faith?” he asked his disciples. In fear and amazement they asked one another, “Who is this? He commands even the winds and the water, and they obey him.” Luke 8:25
Caffeinated Randomness
Random, I’m home from work with a sick kid. I know, you’re thinking so what. I don’t have any kids. None. I have a cat, but no children. But, here I am working from home with a sick kid. Now, before you think I picked some random sick kid off the streets and brought him so I could stay home from work, it’s my nephew.
My sister works for the county as a 911 dispatcher so it’s really hard for her to take off. I work for myself and can log-in from home. The boy has a nasty, red, itchy rash. He was supposed to be at a friend’s today but I figured Aunties was a little better. So, I’m watching the clock, lathering him with itch lotion and keeping the benadryl tablets coming on a regular basis. The doctor said that’s all we could do so that’s what I’m doing.
But, he wants my computer (to play a game) so I’ve been asked to let him. (I really should have asked his mom to leave her laptop for him to play on.)
So, there’s my first venture into the Caffeinated Randomness world. Home sick with a kid when you don’t even have a child. 
Pretty random if you ask me.
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