“You arouse (man) to take joy in praising you, for you have made us for yourself, and our heart is restless until it rests in you.” Augustine 45
Aint it the truth. God wires us to praise Him, because He made us for His pleasure. Mmmmm. This is a delicious thought. And better yet, is the statement…….our heart is restles, until we rest in Him. It’s that God shape hole in us that is not satisfied until it is filled up and at reast wtith Him.
I recently read a young friends facebook page. He’s a good 35 years my junior. A talented, creative young man with a bright future.
One of his friends was describing the plans she envisioned for this circle of friends. The first scenario was a rap band, with a guitarist, drummer, people who would carry their equipment and back up dancers. If the band didn’t work out she would go to college and become a CSI tech. She told my young friend that he and another friend could get a job at McDonalds in the drive through.
This post has tickled me for days! Not just because the girls imagination was so rich, but because it could have been me over 35 years ago.
When I was his age I had some great friends. Smart, funny, imaginative, quirky, serious, artistic, offbeat, loyal and loving. We looked at the future with no fear. We would set our sights on the moon and would take the stars captive along the way. We hardly took life serious, and never thought about what it would be like in the final chapters.
I look at my friends today. Some old and some new, much like the friends I had so many years ago. Smart, funny, imaginative, quirky, artistic, offbeat, loyal and loving. We may take life a little more serious now, in light of the end of the book, but we are living the future we imagined. (although slightly edited) We reached for the moon, and are thrilled with all our stellar achievements.
I know I am satisfied, because along the way I have collected an armload of stars; my friends, who inspire me as I dance toward the last chapter.
Why is it whenever I call a serviceman to repair the copy machine they think I need to know why it’s not working? (“Please sir, just make it live again.”) Or maybe it’s a man thing. Now that I think about it, my dear husband feels like I need a detailed description of what was wrong with the ________.
Me: “Baby, the _______ isn’t working.”
Husband: “OK, I’ll look at it.” (Sometime later………) “I fixed it! It was the ________. It was ________ing. If the __________es it will________, and then you have to ________. The _________ _______and then_____________. When that happens you got nothin’.”
Me: “Please sir, jut make it live again.”
Husband: ”After I________, and ____________, and I___________ed the _____________, disconnected the _____________, and then wrapped duct tape around the ________and stuck some chewing gum in the ___________. It’s as good as new.”
Me: (eyes glazing over, head falling back) “Thank you Baby, you are a genious.”
There is only so much room in this brain of mine. I must filter all the information coming at me. If I fill my mind with “hardly used” (as opposed to “useless”) information, it may push out information I need, like where my keys are.
I’ve never audibly heard God’s voice. But………..there was a moment when I heard Him in my heart. He spoke directly to me. ” You will give your life for me.” At that precise moment I said from my heart to His, ”I will give my life for you.” It established my course for the rest of my life.
Lord let me use every opportunity you give me to glorify you. Don’t let me waste a drop of life.
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, “I used everything you gave me”.
Erma Bombeck
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