Remember when you were a little kid and life was just, well, perfect? When everything was just simple fun? I remember that I use to just go outside and play for hours and hours. I would play on the swing set with my sisters. We'd have competitions of who could jump the farthest off the swing. Or I would be busy perfecting my gymnastic moves on the monkey bars and rings. And if I wasn't on the swing set, I would be playing something else. Sometimes it was shooting a few hoops, or playing with my Barbie dolls. In any case though, whatever it was I was doing, I always seemed to have a blast. It was just simple fun, and I loved every minute of it.
Recently I have been missing that simple fun. I've been missing enjoying life for every minute that I've been blessed with. Missing the freedom and stress-free life that comes with being a kid. My psychology professor even mentioned once that high school seniors tend to regress. Instead of acting like the mature adults they should be preparing themselves to be, they do a back loop and tend to shrink back into the shadows of childhood. I felt like I was heading in that direction. And this weekend, I was blessed with it. This weekend I had the simple fun I had when I was 6 years old. This weekend I got to go 12 years back in time and enjoy life for what it is really worth.
This weekend I had simple fun. I forgot about school, and work, and running, and the stresses of picking a college and the "future" and learned to live in the moment again. I opened up to random strangers and had a blast getting to know other Lutheran teens in my small group. I wandered through the woods with my sister and was reminded of the beauty of nature, even when it looks as if winter has stolen life away, it is still beautiful. Jenna and I skipped down dirt roads singing at the top of our lungs just because we could. I danced like nobody's watching, even if it did probably make me look like an idiot. I had fun being me again. I was reminded how sweet life can be sometimes, how it doesn't take the world to make me happy. All it takes is God.
I have been trying to avoid God, trying to push Him to the back seat and take over the wheel again. I tried to push life in the direction that I want it to be. Take that back, I didn't just try, I literally fought with having things done "my will" instead of His. And what I found by doing that I'm only making things worse. Only stressing more, only worrying and wondering if I am doing the right thing. I was making myself miserable because I was so afraid of God's plan. Then I heard two songs this weekend that completely changed my mind and heart.
Let's just say Peder Eide is amazing, and if you should ever have the chance to hear him play
you need to go. Not should go, need to go. Because this guy is able to communicate what it is really like about having a relationship with Christ through songs, and you can just see it when he plays the fire in his soul he has for God. Seeing someone worship God like that is just as inspirational as hearing it. And there were specifically two songs he sang that just hit me like a brick wall. About ignoring Him no more, and that I worship Him not for His mighty acts, but because He is God. It really put me in my place this weekend. I am not the driver of my life, God is. I need to hand over the keys, scoot on over to shot gun, and just enjoy the ride.
All in all, I felt like my prayers were answered this weekend. I felt like God let me have my fun, gave me the chance to be a little kid again. And I remembered what it felt like to have God back in my life, that He's not trying to fight me, but He's on my side. Having God in my life doesn't just make me feel like a little kid again. It made everything feel the way it's suppose to be; enjoying life for every moment, and enjoying it because I love Jesus, and He loves me.
Recently I have been missing that simple fun. I've been missing enjoying life for every minute that I've been blessed with. Missing the freedom and stress-free life that comes with being a kid. My psychology professor even mentioned once that high school seniors tend to regress. Instead of acting like the mature adults they should be preparing themselves to be, they do a back loop and tend to shrink back into the shadows of childhood. I felt like I was heading in that direction. And this weekend, I was blessed with it. This weekend I had the simple fun I had when I was 6 years old. This weekend I got to go 12 years back in time and enjoy life for what it is really worth.
This weekend I had simple fun. I forgot about school, and work, and running, and the stresses of picking a college and the "future" and learned to live in the moment again. I opened up to random strangers and had a blast getting to know other Lutheran teens in my small group. I wandered through the woods with my sister and was reminded of the beauty of nature, even when it looks as if winter has stolen life away, it is still beautiful. Jenna and I skipped down dirt roads singing at the top of our lungs just because we could. I danced like nobody's watching, even if it did probably make me look like an idiot. I had fun being me again. I was reminded how sweet life can be sometimes, how it doesn't take the world to make me happy. All it takes is God.
I have been trying to avoid God, trying to push Him to the back seat and take over the wheel again. I tried to push life in the direction that I want it to be. Take that back, I didn't just try, I literally fought with having things done "my will" instead of His. And what I found by doing that I'm only making things worse. Only stressing more, only worrying and wondering if I am doing the right thing. I was making myself miserable because I was so afraid of God's plan. Then I heard two songs this weekend that completely changed my mind and heart.
Let's just say Peder Eide is amazing, and if you should ever have the chance to hear him play
you need to go. Not should go, need to go. Because this guy is able to communicate what it is really like about having a relationship with Christ through songs, and you can just see it when he plays the fire in his soul he has for God. Seeing someone worship God like that is just as inspirational as hearing it. And there were specifically two songs he sang that just hit me like a brick wall. About ignoring Him no more, and that I worship Him not for His mighty acts, but because He is God. It really put me in my place this weekend. I am not the driver of my life, God is. I need to hand over the keys, scoot on over to shot gun, and just enjoy the ride.All in all, I felt like my prayers were answered this weekend. I felt like God let me have my fun, gave me the chance to be a little kid again. And I remembered what it felt like to have God back in my life, that He's not trying to fight me, but He's on my side. Having God in my life doesn't just make me feel like a little kid again. It made everything feel the way it's suppose to be; enjoying life for every moment, and enjoying it because I love Jesus, and He loves me.
