This Is A Good Place

Apparently overwhelming piles of housework mean I'm going to see things in a more positive light.  So it's an understatement to say I'm feeling positive today because I have more than six piles of laundry awaiting my attention and a cast iron skillet that has developed some sort of weird funk even though I just put it in the sink yesterday. 

(Seriously.  I hate washing that thing.  Which is sad because I love cooking in it.  Nothing tastes better than food from a perfectly cured cast iron skillet.)

Mostly, though, I feel like things are as they should be.  Dependence has a way of putting things in perspective without allowing any delusions of grandeur to creep in unwelcome.  And if there's anything I've learned from Star Wars, it's that no one appreciates a Jedi with delusions of grandeur.

This is a good place.

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Hopefully a place that includes awesomely effortless
patchwork skirts like this one.

PastorJosh has been preaching with deep conviction regarding God's presence and capability in our lives.  Dry bones can live again (Ezekiel).  His Presence will manifest itself gloriously in the stories we tell in recognition of Him.

And there is enjoyment and a sense of belonging in community.  Which, oddly enough, may be affecting my reculsive tendencies.

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Of course, the real test will be what happens when I get
back to the classroom and try to juggle those demands.

I'm finding my heart changing toward running.

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I see it as obedience and a regular reminder of my need. 

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And God is regularly helping me to be "transformed by the renewing of [my] mind" (Romans 12:2).  Which means sometimes I have to remember:

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But, yeah.  Overall, this is a good place.  It's thick with the reassurance that "he who began a good work in [me] will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus" (Phil 1:6).

And now I have to de-funk that skillet.