Formulas.

Why is it that we make formulas for everything in life?
We(humanity) like to have an exact way of doing things,
and we believe if we find results with doing something a certain way then that in fact is the way the rest of humanity should do it and they will receieve the same results.

But, it's just not true.
Have you ever done something to get a result of some sort because a friend of yours got the result doing it the same way, but you don't get the result they get?

In our minds its so easier if we just have one way of doing something,
instead of just going with the "flow" of life and letting things just be organic so to speak.

I am learning to realize that I can't create formulas for things in my own life. I can't have it all figured out...I just can't.
It's a lot more free, and a lot scarier at times to just flow with life.
To narrow life down to simplicity;
To have one constant formula:
Jesus.

It may be scarier, but in the end it is freedom, to just live life in sync and not have to figure everything out.
I choose to not be safe...
but to live free from formulas,
and live simply because.


Peace. Love. Joy.

Beating alive.

I am sitting here...
here, at Starbucks..
sipping a lovely Carmel Machiatto.
Coffee always helps me to write better.
It's pure bliss.
:)

So many things floating through my mind presently.
You know that feeling of so many monumental moments that add up in a short span of time?
You almost feel like you could explode, you have to process it, there is almost no choice.
At least for me that is how it always ends up.
I think maybe because I so don't want to let moments pass me by,
they must be documented in my heart and processed in some form or fashion.

I spent a week in San Francisco on a missions trip, with the sole purpose of just going out on the streets...
with no agenda,
but to love...
to listen..
to hear stories.

I have learned to not go anywhere thinking I am the "change" people need,
but to go knowing I am going to be changed more than I could possibly imagine.

There were so many amazing people I had the priviledge to talk to..
its one thing talking about "loving", its a whole 'nother thing being confronted with complete brokenness and seeing God's love completely invade soemone's life.
I think that would probably sum up the trip, and every single, amazing person I came in contact with...
whether it was a prositute, or Cade, a guy shooting up while talking to me, or even a little girl from the ghetto telling me she had a dream of becoming a fashion desginer.
No matter who it was...when I talked to them, all I saw was pure Jesus love transforming them.
I saw them walking in their desitnies.
I saw them changing the world.
I saw them as complete and utter rockstars.

Yes, I got stretched.
Yes, I grew in the prophetic, and saw God rock people with it.
But, more then any of that I was able to catch a glimpse through my Abba's eyes.
And, that alone was worth more than any prophetic word, or any miracle.
I think each person I encountered showed me what life is really all about.
They showed me what really matters at the end of the day...
and that thing would be love...pure, Jesus love.

I will not be the same. Ever.
And, each person I came in contact with contributed to that.

Friends, live in the moment.
Live alive, right this second.
It's transforming.

Peace. Love. Joy.