To tell the honest truth, (because that is something you want to hear, correct?) I don't know why I'm writing a blog this evening. Then again... I never really know what I'm going to write a blog post about; that is, not until I sit down and start writing.
This evening my family and I watched The Lion King. Disney. Classic. Oh, how I love Disney. Lately I've decided to re-watch all of the Disney classics (you know, the animated ones; I'm not talking Miley Cyrus, or any of that disappointing garbage [sorry, but it's true]) and I've realized they're just as fabulous now as they were when I was five years old. :) The same lovable characters, the same hand twisting situations, the same catchy music that you end up singing for weeks (and I do too, don't you think I don't)... It's all absolutely perfect. Sigh. It's really good to know that there are a few very pure, simple things from my childhood that will never change.
The funny thing? I saw some things (good things, of course) in the movie that I had never noticed as a child. For example, though this is very minor and not at all difficult to see, I noticed at the end of the movie when Nala, Simba, Timon, and Pumba are standing on Pride Rock above all of the animals, Timon has his hands clasped and raised in the air, rooting himself on. Hahahahaha. Sigh... *wipes a tear of laughter from her eyes*
Just a thought. Throughout this winter season I've realized how much I've been placing God in a box. Several times throughout this month Mom has had us read excerpts from books that talk about God in a BIG sense; not boxing him up. For example, when praying, I notice I say things like, "God help me with this, show me that, blah blah blah", instead of recognizing that he is so much bigger than those acts I'm asking him to complete. I know he uses acts such as the ones I'm asking of him, but I've become self-centered in my prayers and my relationship with him. Instead of saying "God you are great, I trust in You with all of my heart, do as you will with me" and then allow him to refine me through whatever way he chooses, I fit him in my little compartmentalized brain where I can fully comprehend him and his works.
Goal: to let God reign over me, not with the works that I desire to occur, but with the mind boggling, fearfully incredible, unexpected acts that He chooses for that specific moment.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
May your days be merry and bright, and may all your Christmases be white....
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Did I mention that I like this? I like this. A lot. :-D
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