A Story

Inhibitions have vanished under the smoky lights. Bodies pulse vibrantly, captured by the booming rhythms. They seem so free, I envy them. I want to see the world how they see it. A blur of colour and light and sound spinning before my eyes. I want to fly. Desire and longing shimmer in my veins, pulling me slowly but surely from my well-worn path of safety. A boy stands before me. Even in the shadowy light, I know who he is. His face is so familiar; it’s been the entirety of my thoughts for months. The curve of his smile consumes my heart and I am running, running into the darkness, trusting him to catch me.

But he can’t. And that’s when I realise. The people around me aren’t flying. They’re falling. My beautiful boy is just a broken soul who can’t even catch himself. I’m colliding with everyone. I smash into them with dizzying speed. I can feel my mind shattering and I’m scared. Control has crumbled. A bottle of WKD fuels the desperate screams of a girl beside me. A boy and a girl whip past me, clinging to each other with such fierceness as they fall. I can’t see, I can’t think, I can’t feel. Nothing. Then two words explode from my lips: “SAVE ME!”. I scream them to the sky.

He hears; He comes. With his sword of shimmering light, He obliterates the chains of my mind. I know Him. He feels like warmth on the first day of spring, like hope in a new beginning, like fire and joy.

I’m back on the dance floor and the world has stopped spinning. I’ve been caught by the true and everlasting God. Safe and loved, I breathe deep to calm myself. But all around people continue to plummet. Broken, lost, alone. I can see the pain in His eyes as he watches them, and His pain becomes mine. I have to help them.

Suddenly, a sword of light appears in my hands. It’s not as bright and brilliant as His, but it is there nonetheless. It comes from Him. And I know why He has given it to me. For one tiny instant, I am scared, but then love floods me. His love. It’s running in my veins, coursing through my blood. It gives me strength, courage and protection. I grasp the sword firmly and look up at Him. I am ready.

Love

Sometimes it can get to so easy to become caught up in the little things.
I haven't opened my bible in forever,
I just don't feel like praying,
I gossip,
I bitch,
I swear,
I am such a bad person.

We need to remember the big things:
"And Jesus answered: 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your mind.' This is the first and most important command. And the second command is like the first: 'Love your neighbor as you love yourself.' All the law and the writings of the prophets depend on these two commands."

We need to plant these commands in our heart, and from that, all else will come. It will be so easy to follow the little rules once we are living out the big rules.

Keep faithful, love God, love others; NOTHING is more important than this.
It's not always easy, but it is always rewarding...

Mathematics

You know the basic rules of maths. 2+2=4 You never question that.
When somebody asks you a maths question you don't know, do you suddenly doubt the very existence of maths? No. You simply accept that you don't know maths well enough to know the answer.
A 5 year old gets that they just aren't able to do quadratic equations. So why can't we accept that we aren't wise enough to comprehend all of God.
We know that God is good but when somebody throws an earthquake or cancer or floods into the equation, suddenly we start calling the basic rules into question.
Why do we do this?
God IS good and 2+2=4
That stuff doesn't change.