love.

I'm kinda learning..true love cannot be forced, nor rushed, If it is it will most likely be destroyed. It needs to be a mutual, even kind of a thing. A cat may love a mouse, all for the wrong reasons of course! It wants to eat it all up! The cat will pounce on the mouse, leaving the poor little creature stuck beneath it's paws, if, for a second that cat lifts it's paws off the mouse, i can guarantee little mousie is going to run, run, run far away and never go back!! Leaving the cat with nothing.

I'm thinking...relationships are just like that. If you pursue a person (boyfie, girlfie, hehe, friend, brother, sister.. anything) too hard, too much, too often, and it's all you doing the pursuing.. .... you've kinda turned into that cat, you've jumped on that poor person, and they have turned into prey, something you want something out of for your own satisfaction, and you're keeping them stuck beneath your paws..... and the moment you let them go, they're going to run away so far, for dear life!! and who knows if you'll ever see them again!! Shux, i can think of many times i've been that cat, and boy it makes me crriinnge.

So.. i think to myself... keep it cool. Don't panic. Just chill. Give it time. Wait. In time i'll see if they're meant to be a true friend mine. If they don't seem to care much, then perhaps it's not the best person to be wanting a friendship with. If they do seem interested, don't try rush the forces of nature, they'll happen, in due course... perhaps. perhaps not. God opens doors and shuts them for a reason. I feel priviliged that god cares so much that he would shut a door for me, he sees things we cannot see, he's protecting us for very good reason. It's also exciting when he opens up a door, as that's all for good reason too. When the hearts in the right place, that is a very exciting position to be in!

'and like i can't force the sun to rise, nor hasten summers start, neither should i rush my way into your heart' brooke fraser

something beautiful

The other day, mum mentioned a hymn she used to sing when she was younger, and it really has stuck in my head. I do believe so many hymns have a lot of power behind them, and amazing lyrics. I think sometimes they can just be passed off as being 'religious' instead of 'spiritual' and we then just close our hearts to it thinking it's too 'in the box' I'm guilty of doing that for sure! But the lyrics to this song are great. Listening to it does make me chuckle because it's so old school, but heck i totally think we could jazz it up or something, those lyrics are pretty gold. And i think they'd speak to a lot of people.

'something beautiful, something good,
all my confusion, he understood
all i had to offer him,
was brokeness and strife
but he made something
beautiful of my life
If there ever were dreams
That were lofty and noble
They were my dreams at the start
And hope for life's best were the hopes
That I harbor down deep in my heart
But my dreams turned to ashes
And my castles all crumbled, my fortune turned to loss
So I wrapped it all in the rags of life
And laid it at the cross.'

Just knowing someone understands us means an awful lot. He will turn our messy life into something beautiful. And the fact that we have that amazing hope that is living inside of us. That is our reality! Now that is something beautiful...

Start with Teaspoons

So last week. I was listening to Joyce Meyer, and was totally challenged. I can't remember the title of the podcast. But it was talking along the lines of being faithful with 'the little things.' Totally presented me with a challenge. Surprisingly hard. When are you faithful with very little, tiny and seemingly insignificant things?

So, i drop a teaspoon into the dishwasher, and it slips through the rack. Oops, instant reaction, 'oh well, it'll still clean down there,' then i hear that voice saying 'do you think jesus would leave it there, or would he make the effort to reach through the gaps and pull the teaspoon out and put it back into the cutlery compartment?' Only a matter of a few seconds and 'lifting a finger' so i picked it up, and put it where it was meant to go.

Another situation where i felt challenged by the little things. A very little white lie. I was just keeping my mouth shut about something, i didn't want to pass the message on, it was only going to be bad news for the receiver of the news. . Wasn't going to hurt anyone left unsaid. Noone would know if i didn't say anything after all, so why tell anyone? Pointless right? That's what i thought. But. the voice again. 'annie, don't be afraid, you know what you need to do, go and tell the person, you're going to be helping them by saying it, it may be disappointing to them to hear, but it is not your fault, it is simply a message you must pass on, you can't always deliver good news' so after walking back and forth and then pausing in the middle of the stairs for a minute.. i walked down and passed on the message. Wasn't as bad as i thought, they smiled and said 'oh cool, thankyou!' I turned back around to go back up the stairs and thanked god for helping me with the little things!!

So yeah, it may seem my only problems are dropping teaspoons in the dishwasher, trust me, i've got far bigger things i need to be faithful in, and i need help from God with the big things, but how can i be faithful with the big things if i'm still having issues with such a small thing? I'm starting with the teaspoons.

I'm beginning to wonder perhaps it's the 'teaspoons' that count. The better you are with little things, the better you will become with the big things. :)

“If you are faithful in little things, you will be faithful in large ones. But if you are dishonest in little things, you won’t be honest with greater responsibilities." Luke 16:10