I am comprehending a very important characteristic of Christ; He is great and mighty, but He is never too great or too mighty to meet me in my brokenness. I am NEVER too anything for Him to wrap His arms around. Never. Despite my feelings. Despite the fact that I may think I’m not worthy or loved or pursued by Him, I am. In this ridiculous way, beyond all comprehension, I am loved by Him not because of who I am, but because of who He is.
The Distance of a Day. A video of a sunset in Los Angeles made by my mother with her iPhone next to a video of a sunrise in the Maldives made by me. They were recorded simultaneously. At the exact same moment the sun was setting in Los Angeles it was rising in the Maldives. We were watching the sun together, thousands of miles apart.
It’s the dust in the air, the freedom everywhere
can’t you hear it coming alive
makes you want to drop it down to gear
and kill a couple beers, been waiting all year
and now it’s finally here, back around
these are the sound of summer
Watching pretty girls drinking tall boys
swinging their hips to a country song
seven cans up in the air, they’re singing along, singing along
ain’t nothing like getting right, chasing a buzz
with a cold budlight, watching pretty girls drinking tall boys