esp for Kim

So last night I get a text from a classmate, he wants a ride this morning.  No problem, he lives close by.  This morning, I get a call from him that he's in the backyard. I'm thinking that it's odd that he tells me he's in his backyard, but that I should probably hurry up and finish getting ready. Then I see him walk past my window...in MY backyard.  His wife had dropped him off.  The hilarious part to this story is that I am still getting ready.  I am putting on makeup and haven't yet decided what shirt to wear.  So I am actually ONLY wearing my bra.  Oh crap! I grab my night shirt to hold it up in front of me.  But no worries, he didn't look in or even pause.  And I quickly finish getting ready and leave the house.  No awkward turtle today, only a potentially mortifying moment,

I made a promise (Mr. Frodo) and I intend to keep it.

Matthew 5:6

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.

I am claiming this verse, this promise.  Because I am so hungry and so thirsty that I know I will never be satisfied by this earth.  And I have no delusion that my own work will make me righteous (granted I still struggle not to see my worth because of my works) but I know that I am far from righteous.  This verse doesn't say that someday I will work my way to righteousness, it doesn't say that I might luck out and finally walk straight, it doesn't say that some day I will achieve righteousness.  It says that my hunger and thirst will be filled.  Suggesting that I will not be doing the filling.   And that leaves the promiser: God.  This is salvation, that He will fill my thirst for righteousness, regardless and despite my ability.

Some day, I will be righteous.  And that is how God will view me through Christ, the righteous One who took my sin.  

...He promises to fill up my thirst and hunger...no maybes, if, ands, or buts...that's a promise

Tide is in

I'm dealing with waves of loneliness.  I mean overall its nothing new, just a little louder this week.  Honestly, its something that rarely goes away.  It might be less or ignored, but its a constant companion.  Once in awhile I'll imagine a husband/family as a cure.  But I doubt that.  Because my loneliness is not truly cured by others, it must be my King that I long for.  Of course it is.  I want to be noticed or needed.  But I long to be seen and wanted.  And I know that He is the answer to that longing.  And I know that He will never leave me nor forsake me.  But again, I long for the day that all the blocks and barriers of this world fade away.