Poured Out

You know what?

Today kinda sucked.

I really don't want to be back here. Sitting in class for hours doing nothing. Wasting time commuting back and forth. Wearing a coat, a sweater, pants. Alarm clocks. Clocks. A busy schedule. Sitting in front of a screen.

This all seems so much less important than working hard. Always in your workplace. Wearing the bare minimum + a layer of bug spray. Waking up when the roosters do. Going at the pace of the things around me. Nothing planned, but amazing things happening. Always in real life.

But I've had to remind myself all day that there is a reason I am back. Even though this may not sem important now, there's something here too. Bigger picture I could change people's eternity by being here. Painting a house isn't that important. I have so much to be thankful for, especially for even being able to know God and have Him in my life always.

Gotta be sacrificially living too. When we are given much, we've got to be ready at all times to give as Christ did and was poured out for our laziness; poured out for our selfishness; poured out for our short-sightedness; poured out for our lack of trust in His plans.

And seeing this love, can I not suck it up for another month and trust  in Him to get me through this and all for His name's sake?gotta be something here.

Ttyl.

D.Fa