Lost.

Having just finished watching the entire season of LOST in 2 marathon sittings, i must say that the show is excellent. One of the rare programs that has not made me feel inclined at any moment to make use of the time bar to skip through. Excellent stuff here, and looking forward to more next season.

While the word LOST is flying around, i've been thinking about the concept of being lost, getting caught up in all the hullabaloo thats flying around us. I'm not sure how coherent i'll be, its been a long day. Heh. But thats what this blog is for anyway.

I'm thankful for the things that keep me grounded and focused on the path ahead. Thankful for the promise God has given us, that in him we shall find strength and refuge, and that he has prepared a place for us at his table, as his children. He has never left us - his hand has always been there, stretched out for us, its just us that has let go of it.

Thankful for the faithfulness of some of my closest friends, that through their lives they carry Christ's banner forward, in example for the more tentative ones like myself. They may not know it, but i see it. One day, i hope to be able to do that too.

I'm thankful for the last couple of weeks too, that 4 years of 'being lost' has perhaps come to an end. Perhaps because even as much as i try, i'm not 100% sure. I've said that i'd commit the issue to God in its entirety. Its hard, but i have to persevere Yet with each passing day since i've become more committed to praying about it, i feel a great weight lifted off my heart. Its something i've spent 4 years thinking about, but without committing it all to the Lord- seeking my own will instead of his - lost, in other words. He's opened my heart and mind to see beyond the mist. And i pray my perspective stays clear that way.

She leaves in a couple of hours to return to London, and i will be praying for her (what with the danger of terrorism there and all - am i being paranoid?) I'm just grateful to become friends once again. The words she said when we parted, 'that perhaps one day, we will meet in that way again', i can't forget. I must hope for nothing, and will commit it to God, and let him lead the way, for he makes all things happen for a greater purpose. Yet i will look forward to seeing her next year.

I was happening to read the book of Hebrews and verses 12:1-3 stood out strongly to me. And as always happens, whatever it is that i was reading or heard is somehow mentioned in either Church or CF, or both. ( or sometimes mentioned in church, then CF - which are independent of each other, or vice versa. More on this next time)

"Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured from sinners such hostility against himself, so that you may not grow weary or fainthearted." - Hebrews 12: 1- 3

I will run the race. I must set an example for the witnesses around - namely my friends whom i am convinced that i must try to reach out to before i can do so with anyone else. I must endure. And with help, i will.