Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Oh. My. Soul.

Boys are difficult.

So we've been praying about pursuing a relationship. It's been about a month since everything unfolded, and we've been pretty diligent in our prayer lives, making an effort to give this area in particular over to God's control. But the more time we spend in prayer, the more certain we both are. And with that certainty comes certain liberties. Like forehead kisses.

He is trying to kill me. Oh. My. Soul.

He's also determined that touching my face literally shuts down all of my motor function. And it's finals week. This is a problem.

Needless to say, my focus is a little divided. So today, preparing for my differential equations exam, I sat down for my morning reading and explored 1 Samuel 7, where God delivers the sinful Israelite nation that cried out for His help from the hands of the Philistines. I'm not saying the Philistines weren't a sinful nation. But the Israelites were God's chosen people, and they had turned their backs on Him to worship false idols.

The Israelites were in trouble, and they sought Samuel's wisdom. These people had been in mourning for twenty years before they realized what they needed to do. Samuel told them to give up their false idols and serve The Lord whole-heartedly. Easier said than done, right? So they gathered together--that's right. The entire Israelite nation. They all got together and cried out to God. They fasted and repented in the name of The Lord, which is awesome to witness, even in scripture. But--and there's always a but with these stories--the Philistines got word that the entire Israelite nation was gathered together, sitting ducks for a massacre, and what did they do? They charged!

So often am I in this position, with a thousand scary things coming at me, eating at my time, GPA, self worth, and confidence. They chip away at my ability to see the world and the people in it as God sees them, beautiful and worthy of love. And I get scared, because what if I screw up, or something goes terribly wrong, or I break my heart over some boy that I care far too much for?

Dae and I are a thing that I have to give The Lord full control over, because I'll go crazy otherwise. And finals? Shoot. God shook an entire Philistine army with thunder when Samuel cried out to Him on behalf of the Israelite nation. If I cry out to Him, in faith, what (not to mention who) could possibly stand against me?

God is bigger than my iniquities. And he is so much bigger than these silly exams.