Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Galatians 5:14, "The entire law is summed up in a single command: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'"
I stayed up late last night working on a painting. It has some pretty intense details and the small version I worked on took quite a bit of time...so I know this one will be a long haul painting. It's good for me because I do not think about myself when I am painting.I do, however, have the tendency to think of myself immediately when I wake up. I go into "it's not fair" mode, like a small child, usually lasting through my first 2 cups of coffee and a smoke. So, I have been trying to change that by doing devotionals as soon as I get up. And writing here, too. Sometimes, I think why am I bothering? Then I have to remind myself I am selfish and fearful and I need to rid myself of that thinking first thing in the morning if today is gonna be the greatest day ever...
with Spongebob Squarepants enthusiasm, I sing his little song to myself..."cos it's the BEST DAY EVER!!" do do da do do da do do da do...
I shouldn't watch the news, it turns my head into a mixing bowl of nice and mean. I then think of all the ways I would change the world. AND THEN...I spend some time looking at earth houses and reading about Ron Paul online. With small bits of info, I will twist all of that up in my head and what comes out usually doesn't make much sense. It is goobledy gook in it's purest form. If I get pulled over, they would find a rolling gobbledy gook lab in my car. "It's a good thing we caught her when we did because this is pure form gobbledy gook and she was headed to work to share it with her co-workers." Gobbledy gook stinks. It tastes like Hubert Cumberdale, soot and poo.
Instead, I will share love with everyone I meet today. It is my duty to smile and be nice, to hand out coffee with paint stained hands and not talk about the gulf oil spill or the horrible weather. I could say "You are a child of the Father and he loves you, so I love you." but the Bucks won't let you say all of that. They cannot stop me from thinking that, only I can. My will is not mine, I do not direct it. My name will never roll at the end of the credits of my life and say I wrote, produced , edited or directed. It will say I was in the movie, just not the star of the show.