how does it feel?

summer is winding down, and with it comes a sense of apprehension. an august sense of anticipation, muggy and thick.

last week both of my sisters were home and krispin got back from china. it was a great week, but only emphasized the troubles with loving people. people, especially those in my life, are never stationary. i have to start preparing for a perpetual state of missing people. i know, i know, i should be used to this by now. but i guess i'm not.

i am sick and tired of trying to balance everything in my life and then guiltily comeing to the throne of god to make sure that it is okay with him. something is dreadfully off in my life, because i hardly ever feel content, despite my wonderful life. so i'm scrapping it. my life plans, i mean. from here on out, i'll just do whatever the father says. i'm awfully glad he talks to me and has given me fantastic people in my life and he has also given me christ who intercedes on my behalf.

the other day in church i was having one epiphany after the other, and i decided that i sort of want to be a charismatic again. i had a bad taste of it in my mouth thanks to a former bible college that was a bit too severe in its theology but that taste is beginning to fade. i want to flow, to feel, to discern, to let go of me and mine more often.

i remember as a kid, my mom would take me to all of these tiny little charismatic vineyard churches in square concrete rooms. i remember watching in awe as people sang loudly and full of joy, as overweight women danced around waving flags, as children like myself sat quietly and absorbed the excitement of church.

i feel like that scrawny, blonde-haired kid again. i'm just sitting here, waiting quietly, absorbing the excitement of a life that i am not in charge of.