Burning Fire

I heard this at chapel this morning ...

"Fear of God is not being afraid of Him, but being afraid that He will remove His hand from my life and let me have my own way."

Maybe it's not the perfect definition, but it certainly made me think.

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So here I am at college ... I am 8 hours from home, and missing it terribly. Well, I'm not really that homesick yet, but I dislike it here so much that all I want is home. This is not what I thought it would be. I thought I'd come here, it would be all happy and fun, meeting tons of new friends, hot guys, doing great stuff every night. NOT. Well not here anyways. I thought a Christian college would be awesome, growing closer to God, along with tons of other people who want the same thing, but also know how to have a good time. I thought there would be all different kinds of people here. Maybe it's that way at other colleges. But it's not here. Everyone is the same. Preppy. They all look the exact same. They're friendly, but so what? They don't want to be friends for real. Just wanna say hi and be nice and then move on. There are sooooooooo many insanely picky, STUPID rules. I can't live like this. I feel like I'm in prison. I'm not a rebel, but this place is so conservative, I think I might become one. I don't know why in the world God put me here. This is not my kind of place. But if nothing else, this is inspiring me to be different. To not conform just to fit in, but to be who I really am, even if there's no one else like that here. It's inspired me to look different, listen to my own crazy music even more - to be the who doesn't just blend in with the crowd. I want to be a God Chaser. I want to change my generation for God. Not just the preppy, "normal" people. I want to reach the ones that the average "youth outreach" doesn't reach - the goths, the punk rockers, the skaters. God, use me, give me a way to really make a difference.

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Today is moving day for me. I'm going from Ohio to Virginia, not an extremely exciting move, but to get out Ohio is exciting enough for me. Well, I am not supposed to be on here, but finishing packing up the cars. I just thought it would be right to say something about this nice and stressful (but still fun) day. I can't wait to meet lotsa new people and live in a new town. I'm still a little sad about saying bye to all my family and friends, but I'm sure I'll have a great time at college and I won't be sad once I get there (I hope). I can't wait!!!!!!

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Today I was at the gas station, with my car on empty, a good half hour away from home. And the machine kept declining my credit card and I had no cash and there was no money in my account to take out of the ATM. So the guy at the cash register, Larry, was trying to make the thing take my card. But it didn't work. And the didn't take checks. So this guy I've never seen before in my life, slides his own card thru and fills up my tank. Why? I have no idea. And he wouldn't let me write him a check for the money. I was totally blown away at the kindness of a complete stranger. Know that verse about being nice to strangers cuz "some have entertained angels w/o knowing it"? Maybe Larry was my angel. LOL. Anyways, it really challenged me to be more loving and selfless like that. I'm sure there was a lot more fun things he could have done with 20 bucks. Anyways, thank you God that he was so incredibly kind and thanks, Larry, whoever you are.

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I stuck this reply on something I read on somebody elses page and rather than writing the whole thing out again (cuz it's what's on my mind today) I'll just paste it in here.
Reading the story of "Billy" made me think of something that happened a while back. I was in Ecuador a couple weeks ago, for a missions trip, and some people from our group went to a nursing home, just to visit w/ the people cuz no one ever comes for them. One of my friends returned with a story of a lady she was talking to who said that everyday, she just wakes up waiting to die. But that day, she didn't want to die, just because some people she came and visited her. That's just so saddening to me, thinking that these people have no friends, no family, no one left. But they have a lifetime of stories and experiences and no one to hear them. I think God's trying to teach me something, cuz this point was reinforced today when I was visiting my grandma and we were talking, about random things and she was telling me stories about stuff that happened thru her life, now that it's closer to over than to the beginning. It made me think about how short life is, and how someday, not too far from now (ok, so I'm only 18, but in the grand scheme of things) that will be me sitting there, telling my stories to somebody. I want to use my life - especially while I'm still young and can do so much - to love, and experience life, and serve God with complete abandon. So that someday I just won't be another old lady in an old folks home...but someone really did make a difference, and didn't just talk about it. Who helped changed lives and, in essence, the world. Wow...sorry I am totally rambling...I didn't mean to. I short, I'm agreeing w/ Stephen in saying, just make everyday count, don't let them slip away, cuz there's only a limited number of tomarrows.

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