Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Somewhere in the chaos...

...There is peace.

finding it, may be tricky. but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
kind of how God's existence is so obvious. not being able to find him, does not mean he does not exist.

tonight, i feel...a few emotions. it's not chaos quite yet, but it's somewhat close to it.
but, to be honest, it's not the 'bad' kind of chaos. it's a good one. (if that even exists...)
what i mean is, if there isn't a mess to clean up, then you wouldn't find reason to clean yourself up, right? well, then messes are good things. :)
and it's time i start cleaning up a bit. or rather, a lot.
see, what's absolutely amazing with God, is that we don't have
to clean up the mess. he does that for us.
we just have to go to him, ask him to sweep away every single speck of dust, and make the room (aka. our lives, thoughts, actions, etc) spotless/clean/pure.
trust me, a lot of times, we don't see the mess.

'cause we're too blinded by the dust.
the devil likes that. that we can't see. can't see the truth. reality. beaut
y.
because being able to see leads to seeing the mess, which then leads you to asking God to clean that up.

...which then, leads you to purity.

you're clean.
clean. clean. clean.

and how beautiful is purity? no one likes to stay dirty for a very long time.

so, as tonight i stand in the midst of chaos/dust/messes beyond messes,
i ask You tonight, that you pick up every single speck;
the wrong thoughts in my mind, the sharp words that have hurt, the "grouchiness" i'
ve been feeling, the stress i've put on myself, the worries, the "annoying-ness" i've been going through lately, the impatience i've been putting on You, and any other mess i've caused,
i ASK you to clean that away. sweep it up!
wash. scrub. erase. delete.
anything.
and make me clean, again.
my heart, my mind, my spirit.
purify me.

i ask.
God, please.

"wash me white as snow."


oh, would you look at that!
are those flurries i see outside?
i believe so. :)

wow.

God. you're beautiful.
and perfect.
in YOUR timing.

dear Dad,
i love you.
your daughter,
melody.


ps. a clean heart, is like, the most amazing feeling ever to have.
you should try it out some time.

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