Sometimes this world leaves me feeling a little flat. I am not blue, but I am not yellow either. I am just playing it safe when I want to play it savvy. I am resting in what's predictable, when I want to be waking to what's powerful.
Maybe I'm stuck on what seems too familiar.
When the world tells me to wish upon a star, I need to pray to my Savior. When the world tells me it's good karma, I need to cling to the One who is good. And when the world calls me lucky, I need to call myself blessed.
But everything I should call familiar, this world calls foreign.
"So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal."
- 2 Corinthians 4:18
6 days ago