Saturday, June 28

A Little Bit More

So I posted last night... But I figured I would post a little bit more.

This week has been so good. It was hard... so hard. Only a few times did I feel like I was going to shrivel up and die, though. That involved Lost and Found. I hate lost and found. I'm sorry, I try to be happy about it... But I just want to throw it all away. So this mom called me about the 40 year old Bible her son had left at camp... We can't find the Bible. I was so stressed, and she was upset. boo. Then a Castle Rock mom called me asking to find her daughter's goggles before they left for vacation the next day. I wanted to be like, "I will gladly let you in the Towers gates if you want to search through the 70000 pairs of goggles left every week." I was seriously freaking out. It was the last straw. I almost had to borrow our program director's place of zen. But then I found them. It was like a beam of light from Heaven was shining down on me. hah. The weight of stress was lifted off my shoulders and I didn't feel the need to crash into that zenful place.

In this time of craziness, I was reminded that I need to rest in God's peace. This past week was stressful, and I couldn't do it on my own. Day after day I go to bed aching and exhausted. And every morning, at 6:16, I wake up refreshed. Through Christ alone. I'm sure I could make it on my own. But I would die. Seriously. I have to constantly remind myself that my life is not about me and my job is not about me and through my weaknesses, my God shows up in mighty ways.

So yeah, I am SO tired right now. Sitting in Dairy Queen falling asleep.

Before the throne of God above
I have a strong and perfect plea
A Great High Priest whose name is Love
Who ever lives and pleads for me

When Satan tempts me to despair and tells me
of the guilt within Upward I look and see Him there,
Who made an end to all my sin

Because a sinless Savior died, my sinful soul is counted free
For God the Just is satisfied to look on Him and pardon me

Behold Him there, the Risen Lamb, my perfect spotless Righteousness
The great unchangeable I AM, the King of Glory and of Grace

My name is graven on His hands
My name is written on His heart
I know that while in Heaven, He stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart

One with Himself I cannot die
My soul is purchased with His blood
My life is hid with Christ on high
With Christ my Savior and my God

(Before The Throne of God-- Charitie Bancroft)