Jesus, I don’t have much to give…

One day I just looked up and said, ‘Wonderful Jesus, I have nothing, I have nothing to give you but my love, it’s all that I can give you, I love you with all my heart. I give you my body as a living sacrifice. If you can take nothing and use it, then here is nothing. It is not silver vessels that He is asking for, it is not golden vessels that he needs, He just needs you to say, “Yes.” -Kathryn Kuhlman

making sure of one thing

“I feel simply carried along each hour, doing my part in a plan which is far beyond myself. This sense of cooperation with God in the little things is what astonishes me. I seem to have to make sure of only one thing now, and every other thing “takes of care itself”, or I prefer to say what is more true, God takes care of all the rest. My part is to live in this hour in continuous inner conversation with God and in perfect responsiveness to His will. To make this hour gloriously rich. This seems to be all I need to think about.”

Frank Laubach, Journal –January 29, 1930

dream big.

stop.

its a gray day. the clouds seem too heavy to let any sunlight seep through. busy. everything seems so busy. cars speeding by, one after the other. people hastily walking by with coffees in their hands and their phone in the other. even the children seem to be rushing off to their first day of school with their brown sacked lunches and heavy coats. the signals on the streets change rapidly, prompting the cars to stop, go, stop, go. everything seems so fast that colors start to blend together. i see streaks of red, blue, green, yellow. i start to feel anxious and nervous at the same time, because at this point i cant see anything. i feel like im spinning around  in circles and the noises around me are becoming louder and louder. cars speeding and stopping. children laughing and screaming. strangers yelling at each other.

and there i am. just standing on the corner …wishing everything would just stop.  just so i can breathe. so i can see things clearly. stop. stop. stop. i want everything to stop. but cars continue to speed by. children continue to run around, and i continue to hear the voices of strangers raising their voices at each other. nothing slows down. i feel insignificant. small and meaningless. im still standing there just trying to get one breath of fresh air. one person to look at me. one person to care. but nothing stops. the world doesnt stop for me, and i realize i cant wait for it to.