What a promise....

The Promises of God are astounding.

Whenever I see a rainbow, I think of Promises.

Yeah this is pretty cliché but rainbows make me think of Noah and the ark. The rainbow was used as a promise.

So here I am thinking again... this is becoming common. I like it... back to the story.

 Well, I have part of a broken chandelier in my  window, and I was taking pictures the other day and I thought about what I was looking at. My bit of crystal is chipped battered and dirty. Yet when the light shines through it send shimmers of light everywhere.

The reality of it hit me. That without the light shining through, we have nothing to show for it.

With that light, we are as beautiful as a diamond. But the message we send is even more beautiful. Because it is from and of Someone even greater then we could every figure out.

Katydid out

Jesus I think you for Brokenness, change and trials.... wait...

Haha, So two posts in one day... Feel blessed internet. the only reason is I have no homework this weekend. So instead of wasting time on facebook, I am blogging. Oh boy...

Long story short. Today was eventful. 2010 has thrown some things my way that I never expected. Or, I should say, I sort of wished wouldn't happen.

For lack of a better way of putting it, I was reduced to my knees today as I realized that every plan we have, every idea, every inkling we even dream about what we think is going to be could be wrong.

I realized that everything I think I know, (and I even mentioned this earlier today ((oh the Irony))) is nothing.

Rev 3:7 And to the angel of the church in Philadelphia write: 'The words of the holy one, the true one, who has the key of David, who opens and no one will shut, who shuts and no one opens.

I'll admit it, I hate change. Well that's not true. I hate change when it seems like everything is going perfectly well, and then you hit a brick wall.

I don't care what anyone says, remove someone who has made an impact on your life, someone in that circle you have, and the whole group is no longer the same.

Personally I will never understand what God is saying when He shuts a door. Hindsight my be 20/20, but I look back now, and all I want to do is kick myself. can I understand God through any of this????

No. And I don't really want to. I know that I have to say thank you for my brokenness, because it led me to where I stand now, change, because without it, we can never realize what we have... or something that could be even better, and trials, because they bring the two others together.

This is going to be my hardest adventure to date. I realize that. But thankfully, I have some of the best people to spend it with for the next four months.

Things may never be the same... but just as C.S. Lewis/Aslan so wisely said... "things never happen the same way twice."

Katydid out.

Oh How I love sarcasm...

Oohhh..... this is the most I have posted consecutively in a long time... *applause* ha-ha, kidding.

Honestly, I have gotten into a lot of trouble about my sarcastic writing style. I have been working on disguising it... but I fail. A lot. But every time I make a promise to myself that I shall work on it... I just love it...
Yeah, it's a bad habit, (it's my quirk) and for some reason, I cannot seem to be rid of it in my writing. I will write something and then look at it and realize the whole thing is sarcastic. Oops. What's funny is I have been pulled aside by teachers who have made the dreadful mistake of making me write journals. I am very... verbal... especially on paper. But all of my journal entries are... sarcastic. Utter, dripping, cynical, sarcasm. My science teacher hated it. My English teacher would laugh at me. And this last semester a professor enjoyed my "sarcastic flair" as he put it. My research writing teacher beat it out of my papers though.

So what does sarcasm have to do with today's thoughts?

It's simply a thought about what I read in Devotions today. I was reading Revelation (2) I started going through it section by section (it's WAAAAAAAAYYYYY too intense for chapter by chapter I tried that already.) and ended up reading about the 7 Churches Angels.

This is what jumped out at me:

Rev 2:1- To the angel of the church in Ephesus write: 'The words of him who holds the seven stars in his right hand,who walks among the seven golden lampstands.

Rev 2:8 "And to the angel of the church in Smyrna write: 'The words of the first and the last, who died and came to life.

Rev 2:12 To the angel of the church in Pergamum write: 'The words of him who has the sharp two-edged sword.

Rev 2:18 To the angel of the church in Thyatira write: 'The words of the Son of God, who has eyes like a flame of fire, and whose feet are like burnished bronze.

Rev 3:1 And to the angel of the church in Sardis write: 'The words of him who has the seven spirits of God and the seven stars.

Rev 3:7 And to the angel of the church in Philadelphia write: 'The words of the holy one, the true one, who has the key of David, who opens and no one will shut, who shuts and no one opens.

Rev 3:14 And to the angel of the church in Laodicea write: 'The words of the Amen, the faithful and true witness, the beginning of God’s creation.

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Maybe you are smarter then me, my dear reader. Because for all of my intelligence, I have read this wrong for quite a long time. You may realize who is being described in each verse.

Ha-ha, not me!!!!

In the past I have always thought that the Churches Angels were being describe in the first verses. Maybe that is silly but I simply couldn't understand who else could do all that.

This morning I was floored with the realization that my sarcasm has hurt me more then I realized. How so? Well, this passage describes the word of God. The One who holds stars in his hands, the true and faithful witness, I could go on for hours. His word is pure and untainted.

Now look at the Definition of sarcasm

Sarcasm-

–noun


1. harsh or bitter derision or irony.
2. a sharply ironical taunt; sneering or cutting remark: a review full of sarcasms.
Origin:
1570–80; <>sarcasmus <>sarkasmós, deriv. of sarkázein to rend (flesh), sneer; see sarco-

Synonyms:
1. sardonicism, bitterness, ridicule. See irony 1 . 2. jeer.
Not very nice. And this comes out in most of my personality. I look at this definition and I see something that puts me to shame.

As much as God loves Irony, I highly doubt he loves sarcasm. What do you think?

Katydid out.

God is ever faithful, even when we are not.

So I was thinking last night about the devastation in Haiti. This is when memories of my old job come back very clearly. I remember when I found out where I was going to school. I was in a kick about N. Ireland, very excited, and one of my regular customers (a middle aged catholic we had plenty of interesting conversations), asked me a question.

"why is everyone going overseas, and no-one is here doing anything?"

To which I responded, "It's not that no one here is doing anything, it's just that we don't really recognize how much we are doing. We are not really encouraged to reach out beyond our own fence here. It's too hard to live in this culture were everything is handed to us on a sliver platter, and it's so much easier to leave and realize what we do have..."

I was thinking about that statement. We are so BLESSED to live in the country we do. We are near the top (if not the top) for an overabundance of wealth. And yes we have issues, and we make mistakes, but we are no different then any other country that was at large in it's day (just look through history). What I am so disappointed about is, while we read books that we don't really need, sit in out $300,000+ houses, drive our $10,000 cars... and complain about giving to a charity. it's breaks my heart.

Meanwhile, Haiti is the poorest country in the western hemisphere, and it is falling apart at the seams. they have NOTHING. But yet it took an earthquake for us to realize there is a country in our own backyard that has needed help for ages.

But when these things hit, we ask Why God?

or the all time favorite IT'S NOT FAIR

September 11 2001, Katrina, this earth quake, how many more hints do we need?

My housemate Kristen said it best.

"God is trying to get our attention. He wants us in Haiti. But we haven't been getting the hints so He sends and earthquake. He wants us there, and he is going to do whatever he can to get us there."

God will accomplish whatever He wants with or without us. He knows what is going on. He is giving us as Christians, as a nation to reach out beyond ourselves and our comfort zones to do something. He plans to do something amazing. Our God is always faithful, loving, wonderful, and He is all powerful.

We are not.

And that is really all we need to remember. He is faithful, always working all things together for GOOD.

And we are not. and we CANNOT.

Katydid out.

Jet-lagged sense???

Oh, boy I am tired.

It's times like this when I regret realizing that the time zone I have currently been in means I've been awake for 22 hours straight now. Ick. However, it's in some of these times that I think God makes Himself very clear to me... but as soon as I get over that half zombie stupor... I forget. Yeah, I may not be making sense, but it's been a long day...

What I mean by this, is while I have been attempting to get my poor body back on track, i've been laying in my bed thinking. About yellow tomatoes. Stay with me and I'll explain why. My New Years resolution was to cook a lot more (I mean, I'm in college and I don't live in a dorm and I have a kitchen, so for heaven sakes I should use it right????) and I was looking at how to make gazpacho. one recipes called for yellow tomatoes. Now Yellow tomatoes are wicked expensive and very hard to find. So I was sitting there getting all upset about the fact that I don't think I can make this recipe.

Then my exhaustion helped my mind to walk away from the food I was thinking about and began to wonder about the difference between yellow and red, how are they formed, tastes, ect? so I looked it up. Turns out you can get purple and green tomatoes too... but back on topic, the main difference between a red tomato and a yellow tomato is the acid content. In other words, they have less of a chance of harming people who have sensitive stomachs. The less acid the sweeter the tomato.

Once again I ask you to just please read, even as I type this I know that my mind is not exactly sane, and I am spell checking this pretty much every other word (I am almost gone here) So I read that, and realized how much Yellow tomatoes are like Christians.

Yes, I said that. We are called to be a different colour, so to speak, to be different. We also have to have a different temperament so that our faith is easier for others to see and grasp, or stomach so to speak. A sweetness to ourselves...

Okay if this doesn't make sense to you, I apologize, but to me, this is one of my more intelligent moments. I just felt like telling the blogging void on internet that there can be profound thoughts about anything. Even tomatoes....

Katydid out.