I haven’t journaled in about a month. I think the last one was from Thailand. A lot’s happened since then, but I haven’t felt there was any time to do it. Writing is funny. I write almost every day and it’s enough material for a blog, but if you are putting something on the internet, you have to clean it up and take out the names and make it less offensive. You have to filter it and I can be lazy on that line.

Hills of North Dakota

Hills of North Dakota

First day in Montana. June was a blast of a month. Thailand, Chicago, Michigan, Nashville, and back to Michigan for Klaus’s wedding, which was awesome, and now I am here after an 1800 mile road trip in my 1991 Toyota Van. It ran amazingly smooth all the way. I am enrolled in DTS Equip-a 6 week leadership module I have wanted to take for a while now. It’s dorm life, with a roommate, living on a YWAM base again-not that I didn’t know what it would be like.

Girls taking a self-portrait on the border

Girls taking a self-portrait on the border

 

But without realizing it, I built up expectations in my mind even though I tried to lower them over and over as I drove. This is evident when what I thought would happen doesn’t happen. I am selfish.

 

How is it so easy to get wrapped up in the little things of the the day, the small, petty things. The roommate, people things. Will I get what I want? AND, is what I want even the best thing for me and for others anyway? I open this computer and it hasn’t been on line since I was back in Michigan a couple days back and the Psalm is still on Bible Gateway. I read it again,

 

“Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,
and your dominion endures throughout all generations.”

Psalm 145:13

 

Duh, it’s an everlasting kingdom… and I am focussed almost exclusively on the temporal. Of course. We are sitting here on this earth in earthly bodies with earthly wants but the whole thing is a lesson to teach us about God. We are loved and can be saved and fellowship with this God who rules this everlasting kingdom. It’s unimaginable. His word is there to center us when we get the way I am.

I was camping with my friend, Ken in Minnesota a couple nights back and he said his prayers are getting more simple as time goes on. This is one he says over and over.

View from inside the tent

View from inside the tent

“Jesus Christ, son of God, have mercy on me, a sinner.” Something like that.

Sounds right to me. Getting so tied up in what’s happening here on earth and then reading a Psalm about an everlasting kingdom and hearing the heart-felt prayer of a friend, are wake-up calls about the obvious, but easy to forget. This is not all there is. Sometimes I live like it was. But I’m glad it’s not.

 

Sunset over lake Michigan the night before I left..

Sunset over lake Michigan the night before I left..