Sunday, November 14, 2010

I believe

I believe in sparklers at weddings.  Bird seed is messy and very slippery.  Sparklers also look pretty in photographs.

I believe in photographs.  Sometimes memory fails, sometimes you just want to gaze back on a blissful moment or a particularly pretty day, and a picture really does capture God's glory in a way that makes us stop and gaze upon it with sincere admiration beyond what we experience in our daily lives. 

I believe in cake.  Chocolate, rich but creamy, dark but smooth, and decadent should be the adjective that first comes to mind when it melts on your tongue.

I believe in spending time with people.  In investing in their lives.  In calling just to say hey.  In being there for the good and the bad.  In saying I love you every single day at every single opportunity. 

I believe in the minds of children.  Sometimes they may be strange, or it may not occur to them the same way it does to you, but the bliss of an unformed and unbiased mind is tremendously beautiful. 

I believe in pushing.  Through pain, through hurt, and through stubborn doors.

I believe in asking for help.  It is not always easy, and I am often reluctant to do so, but so often our experiences are part of our testimony and may just be so that in that moment where your friend comes to you in tears, you can say "I've been where you are, and God will carry you through it."

I believe in God.  The Holy Trinity, perfection embodied in Christ on earth, salvation offered for all those who ask sincerely, true Love defined, Father, Comforter, Redeemer, Creator, Friend. 

I believe in our power to glorify God through our lives.  To use the gifts He has given us to bless others, be it the homeless man on the way to church or a kid who doesn't have a great home life or just someone who needs to hear that they are Loved. 

I believe in family.  Family that you're born into and family that you create, friends that are sisters and brothers. 

I believe in love.  The big-L kind where God loves us and we cannot help but be overwhelmed with love for Him in return, and the little-l kind where you stick with someone because they make your heart skip a beat and because you see their heart and the call at 2 am can-you-come-get-me, it's all love, just different forms. 

I believe.