Better is one day

This stuff really cant be put on to paper and words really can’t be used. That’s just my disclaimer for my attempt to try to capture this moment. I just came down the mountain, my most favorite place…Marietta's little nirvana. The temperature may be 65 degrees and literally there is not one spot of white in the sky. I only passed a few other hikers the whole morning and they, too, seemed to wear their feelings in the expressions on their face. What a beautiful God!

I really am at a loss of words which seems to be rare with me. I am so overwhelmed and in awe of my Creator’s work in me. It’s like any of the unwanted feelings I have had this year can not even come to memory as the joy inside overtakes anything else I have experienced. Yes, everyone knows I am rather intense in even the little things so as you could imagine – this is pretty powerful. Somehow this weekend God gave me a breath of fresh air from myself. Or maybe to myself. It’s like I started feeling like me again and remembered what makes me happy: hiking the mountain, Athens – Georgia on a perfect Saturday, fresh conversations, riding to who know’s were with the windows down and perfect music on, black eyed peas and collard greens, connecting with someone the way only God can harmonize, sitting around with my buddies laughing and singing til the wee hours of the morning, getting up early to sit and read on my porch, relating to other people as if you have walked every step of them their whole life, writing, having lunch with Nana and grandad, sitting in the field at Kennesaw Mountain and literally just breathing. If this is too cheesy for you you might want to stop here because I can’t turn it off....
I am so elated today. I am so elated in this moment to feel the way I feel and know confidently that only Christ can make me feel this way. Nothing and no other person – just Him and His constant and perfect love for me. There is no way I could have constructed the events over the last year to have worked for me in this way – God’s omnipotence and extravagance is beyond me.
God, you knew I needed to step away this weekend to remember what makes me me. It is you, in me, fully alive. It is not my job or my quest for the right job, it is not all of the things that I get myself involved in and it is not the me that I think everyone wants and needs to me to be. It is the me that is truly alive with You in me.
The most beautiful thing about all of this is that this is just one day and this is here on earth. And as energized and complete as I feel now – so much more awaits me. Better is one day in your courts, Father, than a thousand elsewhere. Even a thousand perfect, sunny, quiet, peaceful, breathtaking days like today.

Now off to Zaxby’s for a sweet tea with rabbit poop ice just to top it off!