They say that when a door shuts, a window opens. My house has lots of doors, shut doors and seemingly no windows.
There's something demoralising about that. Today I was approached by one of the full-time student union officers and asked to run for one of the positions. What a priviledge. Stroking my ego as we speak. But I can't if I want to stay with Pod. And slam, a door shuts.
But it's ok...whilst I fight feeling demoralised I actually do feel at peace. For, as Pod said "Doors shutting is just God's way of caring for us, as hard as it feels." And he's right. I think.
At the end of the day what does it matter? What does it matter what I do in September? What I do with the rest of my life provided I am gospel hearted and passionate for Jesus; living and speaking for him, being generous with what I have and giving to those in need.
"This is what I require of you, declares the Lord, to love mercy, act justly and walk humbly before your God."
I have a giant window open and the air is blowing freely in. It's called being a son of God.
see how transparent they are... for more than shells
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Friday, 2 February 2007
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