I’ve got a new piece called, Crossover. I was going to make a more elaborate music video, but then I decided to keep it simple and see what people think.
One of my favorite flowers is the sunflower. It is the tallest of the flowers, and often the biggest.
But the thing that fascinates me most about the sunflower is that however big or tall as it is, it always follows the sun. It spends all its daylight hours riveted on the sun. It seeks no glory for its size and hight. It merely wants to ensure that it is high enough to be able to follow the sun without interruption.
How like the sunflower we should be – constantly looking to our Savior, Jesus Christ. Why do we strive to live righteously? Is it to glorify ourselves, or get the attention of the world? No, it is to allow our spirits to be able to follow him without interruption.
There is another kind of sunflower. They are the wild ones – the ones that have little interest in hight, size, or following the sun. They are small, branch in all directions, and are considered weeds to most people. They spread like wildfire, but they are not nearly as useful, large, and beautiful as the unblemished sunflower that chases the light.
We are to live in the world – that is not a command, but a fact. But we are not to be of the world. That is a command. That does not mean we ignore those around us, but it does mean that our focus should be on the Savior. Looking to Him ought to be our prime directive – the thing that we do no matter our situation or station in life.
Sometimes it will not be easy to know what the Savior would have us do in a particular situation. We must seek His light. We must reach for it. If we cannot see Him from where we are, then we must grow spiritually taller and larger until we can see Him. Then we must follow Him – forever.
To hear the music without my voice, scroll to playlist on the sidebar called, “The Ancestor CD,” and click on Chasing Light
I love this time of year. It’s getting lighter in the evenings, and the weather is significantly warmer. Jenni and I took the kids to the park. That was a lot of fun. There were other kids on the playground, so I was a little shy to get up there with Lunch Bucket, but soon both found it fun to dig in the sand with me.
We built a couple of miniature castles with dragon caves and roads. Very simple, but very fun.
Jenni had a great time with Tootles on the playground bridge. He could hardly stand up unless he held the side bar, but he seemed to love it.
Tuesday, 4 November 2008
I used to love sitting on the heater vent when I was a kid, so when the heater started up tonight, I grabbed a large blanket and called Lunch Bucket into the room.
Using my head to hold up the blanket, I sat and created a tent. Lunch Bucket loved it. She’s small enough that she had room to move around.
We pulled Toodles in for a moment, but being surrounded by blanket is not Toodles’s idea of a good time. Then Lunch Bucket suggested we get her tent.
Jenni’s parents built a tent for the kids last Christmas. It’s made of cloth and PVC, built just like a teepee.
Wednesday, 5 November 2008
I got to babysit tonight. Lunch Bucket insisted we get out the warm tent again, so we did. As we lay back on pillows, we somehow we started talking about Jesus. Though I can’t recall the exact wording, the conversation went something like this:
“Jesus is nice, huh?” I said.
“Yes. Jesus is nice. Jesus is wearing big white.”
Her pronunciation of white could have meant light, since she usually pronounces Ls like Ws.
“Does Jesus have a lot of light?”
“Jesus has a white dress.”
“When did you see Jesus?”
“I saw Jesus… last night.”
After this she changed the subject and wouldn’t go back to it. I wouldn’t be surprised if Lunch Bucket did see Jesus yesterday. I wouldn’t be surprised if most tiny children see Him often.