Astonishment and wonder

I’m having one of those moments where I don’t believe my eyes. My site stats for my blog say that it has had 212 hits today.
Uh-uh.
No way.
I don’t even think I have enough Facebook friends to make up that many views.
I’m slightly astonished, which makes my logical brain go into “explanatory mode.”
Someone set it as their home page on Internet explorer. Someone refreshed the page 200 times.
Someone accidentally sent out a link to my blog to their entire address book on their email.
For a second I thought – just for a fleeting, hopeful moment- that I might have gotten featured on Freshly Pressed…
Dream on, Ashley. okay, I will!
You want to know something else that amazes me? do tell, Ashley! It’s how many times I hear about God in any given week. I hear about Him at church on Sunday and Wednesday. In Bible class and in my other classes everyday. At my Bible study. At home. On facebook. In the music I listen to. On the radio. In my head. In my quiet time.
He’s everywhere in my life, so you’d think that I’d know absolutely every facet of His character, every detail of His composition. Yet, there are still times when I’m stuck by a glimpse of glory that I have never seen before.
This is why they call Him the alpha and the omega. The everlasting God. Because He never can be understood completely; there is always something new to behold. Not that He changes, but that He turns so we can see another one of His sides – all equally good.
Always something new to discover – a very good thing for humans who go through phases. I’ve gone through tons of phases in my life. Puffy hair phase. Baggy pants phase. Barbies and American Girl Dolls phase. Awkwardly taller than everyone else phase (it’s okay, I came out with confidence!). Braces phase. Phase where I thought I liked rap. Phase where sleeping in til 11:00 in the summer was the greatest thing ever. Phase where I didn’t want to sleep past 8:30. Phase where I wanted to be a forensic scientist. Phase where I wanted to be an engineer or an English teacher.
But never a God phase. Partly because I can never get bored of Him, and partly because He grows on me- with me. Also, because I’m completely dependent on Him for everything. Growing out of a “God phase” would be like dying.
I would like to live. And live for my God at that.

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