Let It Wait

Hmm. Today draws to a close. So it goes. I'm walking around the "crib" like an arthritic old man. I played non-stop basketball for about three hours or so. In my own special way, I unloaded the weight around my thighs, it was refreshing. So, I crawl into bed and try to raise a leg and let out a tiny (i promise it was tiny) howl (okay, how can a howl be tiny right). I really do not know where any of this is going. You see, I slept through two of my classes today, and today is the first day of school. I don't feel older because I hardly think about my age, I always feel older anyways. Sometimes. And also, I have sinned. For some "inexplicable" reason, my guard has not been as high as it "usually is." I don't say this expecting applause or even a show of camaraderie here. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, and so I am not obliged to apologize if anyone thinks I am trying to imply that my guard is usually high, because it is. But for some "inexplicable reason", I don't feel that invulnerability anymore. I would like to say that it is because I have not been reading my Bible or praying, but it isn't. I need more of God. We all need more of God. My apartment mate, Jedediah Burke asked me, "What do you think can happen to make you so afraid that you run away when your friends need you?
This question did not come as a act of machismo (we were watching Rambo, you see); it was a deep question which we shared deeply. Deep and wide, deep and wide, there's a fountain flowing deep and waaiiiiiddde. Forgive my childish rambling.
The answer is: I don't know. Ask me and I honestly cannot think of anything really. But, I know there is something, and the only way I can face "that vague something" is by a "supernatural" strength. And my "supernatural" strength comes from Jesus.
And so, I look at my low guard, and my mediocre attempts to get it back up, and I know what the problem is. I need to wrestle with the Master, I need a fresh encounter. God, You are definitely reading this (reading is a funny way to put it, I can probably do better, but I'll be speaking Stanlish, so let's forget it for the moment), so hear me:

I WANT AN ENCOUNTER WITH YOU!!

Good night kids. Do play safe. Lights out, and I'm into the darkness, and the darkness flees, because:

I like the picture of this kid:
http://www.lightoftheworldcharities.com/

A friend of mine showed my this quote:
No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it

Hah. Why would the dark be waiting for the light, I wonder? The darkness can only survive when the light is gone. Think about today's modern world. How many times do we stay in complete darkness? We need light and we turn on the light switch, what does the darkness do about it? Free will. Our call. Well, if it is waiting, let it wait I say, let it wait...


“We are the Light of the World.”
“Let our light shine before all, that they may see the good
that we do and give glory to God.”
(Matthew 5:16)