our God is able

Every morning, the first thing I do is pee. Then I throw on my robe and go outside to thoroughly inspect our tomato and pepper plants. Our tomato plant, which we lovingly named “Hank” has two measly tomatoes on it. Sometimes I feel like I should stand out there and cheer it on: “You can do it! Go, Hank!”. Our pepper plant (“Dr. Pepper”) is doing quite well 🙂 We have about 5 peppers on there that should be turning red any day now. 

In other news, I put flea medicine on the pets this morning and Sophie has decided that she cannot tolerate liquid goop on her back. I’ve caught her several times trying to lick it off…silly cat. 

Last night, we finished Exodus in the Bible. Let it be known that I did not grow up in a religious household.   Before church, I never really knew anything about God or Jesus. I always had this view of God as a peaceful, kind, patient God. But in Exodus, I learned that He is actually a God that can get angry and jealous, just like you and I. 

I was surprised by that. I’m slowly learning that God has emotions just like we do, and that he understands the things we go through. It’s really fascinating to me. I loved the story of Moses and Noah. Leviticus isn’t as fun to read as the first two books, but I’m slowly making my way through it. 

I hate to think of what my life would be like today if I hadn’t finally given in and gone to church with my friend, Whitney. I was in such a bad place at the time. I tried to keep a distance from religion as I had always done, but one day I said “OK” and my life was forever changed. 

The second time I went to church (at Elevation Church in Charlotte, NC) I burst out crying. It felt like God took the wall that I’d built around my heart, and crumbled it to bits in His mighty hands. And ever since then, I’m in restoration. He’s making me new from the inside out. Sometimes I still shed a little tear in church. I see all the amazing things He’s doing and how He is just moving through everyone, you can’t help but to feel overwhelmingly happy about it all. 

A few weeks ago, while in church, our band started to play “Our God is Able” by Hillsong. As we went sung it, hands went up into the air (including mine) and our voices lifted. There was a man- I don’t know if he was homeless or not, but sometimes we have people come into our church carrying all of their possessions with them..and I don’t want to assume anything about anyone, but anyway..there was this man that was a little rough looking. His clothes had holes in them, he had a long beard and just kind of looked like he’d had a rough life. 

Well, our church had already played a couple of songs and he stood motionless through them. Midway through Hillsong, when these lyrics came up:

Lifted up, defeated the grave

Raised to life, our God is able

In His name, we overcome

For the Lord, our God is able

That man smiled, lifted his hands to the air and started singing. I just love being able to witness Gods love in other people. Here’s the song if you’ve never heard it (the whole CD is great, by the way!)

 

See you next time 🙂