What do love about what you love?
Do you see God in what you love?
Would you do anything for what you love?
I got off work and headed towards the city like I normally do on Wednesdays. I have 2-3 hours to do whatever I’d like. And sometimes I just don’t even know what to do, other than eat. Yesterday happened to be a day when I was completely exhausted and walking across the parking lot in The Market almost seemed impossible, but I tredged on.
I love the city. I love the way the sun shines on it. I even love that there are places that are so dark that a Halogen light may be needed to see it’s beauty, even if it was in the past.
I see God in every corner of the city, and sometimes I see that He was chased out. I see where we have said “no thanks, we can do it on our own” and the mess that we have left behind, forgetting to thank Him for our talents.
I love what I love but sometimes only if it fits in the box of what I’d like to love. That stinks. Me=stinky, I hate that. I pray that God continues to work on my heart to help me to love like Him and I pray that I open my heart to find the sweet smell of Christ in everything I do.
Isaiah 3:24 Instead of fragrance there will be a stench; instead of a sash, a rope; instead of well-dressed hair, baldness; instead of fine clothing, sackcloth; instead of beauty, branding