Friday, May 21, 2010

Still spilling?

Ok, other random thoughts that keep trickling in as I try to focus on building the brand identify of the org... man I have major add... this oil spill. Why is it taking so long to fix the problem? Can you imagine these poor animals who call that body of water their homes? Can you imagine yourself swimming in a pool of oil? or the communities who live along the coast there... Oh man... makes me cringe.

I picture the movie Apollo 13 where they guys are in the room trying to figure out a solution to the shuttle's problem. Come 'on guys and gals... you can do it. We've got to figure this out... I wish I could add more value than my useless thoughts but perhaps a word of encouragement. Keep up the good work... now solve the problem. You can do it. We're counting on it.

Every breath...

Listening and working to my iTunes. My mind usually compartmentalizes the music as background noise, but these words caught my attention... from the song "Every Breath" by Gateway Worship's Living for You album.

Lord, You’re so amazing to me, how can I find the words
To convey what Your love means, I’d give all I have and more
In the times I am weak, You come rescue me
Through the words that You speak over me
From the depths of my soul, Lord, I want You to know
That this life that I live is for You

Every breath, Lord, all that I am
I want my life to bring You glory
Every moment, with all that I have
I want my life to bring You glory

Forever I surrender

Monday, May 17, 2010

Running to the Hiding Place

Yesterday was a gorgeous day... and God knew I needed a gorgeous day, and scheduled activity I was pre-committed to... flag football. So great to be outside running around. After some Rita's, I got home and jumped on my bike for a quick ride to the art museum. My all time favorite place to "hide" and seek inspiration and have alone time with big papa is at the Lincoln Memorial in DC. It's not that far away, but by the time I'd make it down there, it'd be too dark to sit there and ponder, so I resorted to the Art Museum steps instead. Too bad I didn't have a bike lock with me - I ended up sitting at the bottom of the steps to watch over my bike.

Anyways, unfortunately it was also pretty late in the day and getting dark, so I couldn't stay too long, but it was nice to get away and have some alone time with him. He put some Psalms in front of me which was pretty encouraging. I'm sitting here doing some work in a Starbucks, and the Hiding Place song just popped into my head and I couldn't help but look up the lyrics. Here's part of it that I'm chewing on.

I have found myself a hiding place
I've found myself a secret space
In the refuge of the Father's care
In the cleansing blood of Jesus there
...
And though my fears may overwhelm me
And troubles they surround
Though the wind rise up to take me
My hiding place is already found

I found myself a hiding place
I found myself a secret space
In the shelter of Almighty's love
In the safety of the Savior's arms

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Break my plans and use me for yours.

Why do I so stink at updating my blog.  A lot has happened, but I guess what often brings me to write is when I'm frustrated or just wanting to get lots of thoughts and feeling off my chest, without actually having to talk to anyone about them.  I guess it takes the place of having a physical pity party for myself and bringing those around me down with me. That would be a pretty pitiful party after all.

But before I blab away, a few updates on life in general, and I want to wish my best buddy Goldie a very happy birthday.  She passed away a few years ago, but her place as my doggy sister will never be replaced.  I miss you Goldie and I wish I could give you a big hug.

What else... I officially left my job on Feb 10, 2010.  It was the day of the massive snowstorm here on the east coast, so my last day ended up being celebrated inside my apartment, packing and figuring out how to get myself to Boston for the start of StartingBloc where I was leading the Social Innovation Competition the next day.

Since leaving, it's been a whirlwind, and I mean that literally... starting in Philly, trekking up to Boston for StartingBloc, flying back to NYC(which was a nightmare in itself as I was booked on the wrong flight and just barely made it back to NYC) to catch a flight to Vancouver to meet my brother and soon to be sister-in-law and her family for some Olympics and Whistler skiing fun, then back to NYC for more SB.  After making my way back to Philly for a weekend, trekked back up to NYC for more SB planning, back to Philly to pack for the annual ski/snowboard trip, fly to Utah for a week in the mountains with awesome friends, fly back to Philly and that night head right back up to NYC for SB Institute.  Woh, i'm tired just thinking about those few crazy weeks.

Then focusing more on EdGE - building it out, but then also working on a couple of side projects which became quite the time commitment.  Snuck out to LA for the !deation conference in LA, hung out with my good sista Jane, and met up with some old friends and family.  Projects I've been working on or am working on... SB of course.  Another was focused on the hunger crisis we face in Philly and has wrapped up. One that's still open keeps me running back and forth b/w NYC and Philly a lot... too much... Also starting a project focused on the city of Philly itself, while trying to build out the brand identity of this all and how to run a business and all that stuff that I'm clueless about.  Ack!

I am tired and frustrated and... hrmm... this past week in particular... very "pouty". i feel like a spoiled child that just wants her way, but i also want what my big papa wants for me.  but gosh, sometimes its just so hard to understand the why... and the how... and it just does not feel good to feel stuck in a rut.  i thought this was for Him but why this rut and confusion and frustration now.  i know He's teaching me and trying to change me and make me the person He's created me to be, but it's just so hard to understand and be patient and see through that.  I just want an answer now.  I just want the wrong doors to close and the right doors to open.  I know he knows best.  I say I trust him, but do I really?  why is this so hard.  i say this is for him, but is it really?  Man it is so hard.  I want His plan for me, but He's showing me the idols in my life that I need to get rid of, but it's so hard... it's so ingrained in who I am and how I operate and how I think.

Praying over my favorite song by everybody duck... that it wouldn't be nice words in a song but that i could pray this honestly and let go fully of any plans of my own, even the plans that are hidden in my own heart.

Use me here, where I am
I'm not gonna pray anymore that You'll change Your plans
despite my fear I place my life in Your hands
the future can wait, tomorrow might be too late
Jesus, use me here

I lay my heart's desire at Your feet, oh Lord
take all my hopes and plans and all my dreams
blinded by triumphs of tomorrow I've let sin control today
so many drowning within reach, father it's time You heard me say

Use me here, where I am
I'm not gonna pray anymore that You'll change Your plans
despite my fear I place my life in Your hands
the future can wait, tomorrow might be too late
Jesus, use me here

I tell myself I want to know Your will, oh Lord
still I confess I've had plans of my own
but from now on I pledge to listen to Your will and to obey
no matter what the future holds, I'm gonna live for You today

Use me here, where I am
I'm not gonna pray anymore that You'll change Your plans
despite my fear I place my life in Your hands
the future can wait, tomorrow might be too late
Jesus, use me here