It’s a Chris Rice sorta morning.
Smell the Color 9 – Chris Rice
I would take no for an answer,
Just to know I heard you speak,
And I’m wondering why I’ve never,
Seen the signs they claim they see,
A lotta special revelations,
Meant for everybody but me,
Maybe I don’t truly know You,
or maybe I just simply believe…
Chorus: Cause I can sniff, I can see, and I can
count up pretty high; but these faculties
aren’t getting me any closer to the sky,
but my heart of faith keeps poundin’ so
I know I’m doin’ fine but sometimes findin
you is just like tryin to smell the color nine.
Smell the color nine…
Now I’ve never felt the presence,
But I know You’re always near,
And I’ve never heard the calling,
But somehow You’ve led me right here,
So I’m not lookin’ for burnin’ bushes,
Or some Divine graffiti to appear,
I’m just beggin You for Your wisdom,
And I believe You’re puttin’ some here…
Nine’s not a color…
and if even if it were you can’t smell a color,no
that’s my point exactly.
That song has more meaning now.. God used my passions for work to lead me here, gently and quietly guiding me where I ought go. Now his cleansing fire is changing and growing my heart directly at alarming pace. I’ve had His word speak to my heart and felt His presence more since my arrival on this continent than ever in my life. I knew that He’s led me exactly where he wants me…and as prayer after prayer is answered, I’m learning to trust Him more and more with each decision, however small. My fears are at His feet, and I’m learning more and more to leave them there rather than picking them up.
Little things, like finding change for my daily Taxi fare. I actually stressed about that. I was worrying how I’d be able to scrounge up enough change to make it to work and back each day this week. When I tried to make change, I failed..and other times I got it not expecting it. This is that African faith I’m talking about.
Just after I wrote that title, I wonder why I even bother to separate “big things” and “little things” things. Health, love, growth, and fears are only more worrisome if I let them be. The more I give my life over to Him..let me rephrase that..the more I give back control of the life He gave me…the more He will bless me. God is bigger than any fear I have, anything that I’m determined to do through the strength of my flesh. (If we listen to Veggie-Tales, God is even bigger than the Boogeyman. 🙂 )
Thinking of where I put my confidence I was reminded of something I read a while back.
“I have great faith in fools–self-confidence my friends call it.” ~Edgar Allen Poe
How foolish are we to trust in our own strength when we have a God of Power standing beside us.
All throughout Ecclesiastes, I’ve been seeing the futility of worldly things if God’s not in your life. Just pick up that book and choose any page. Or try Psalms 127:1 : Unless the LORD builds the house, its builders labor in vain. (NIV)
I’ve had the chance to speak to Rebecca again this morning…she’s my intercessor here. Even when she doesn’t know exactly what’s going on my heart, She spouts out verses that drill straight to my heart. These verses unify all the thoughts that are flowing out on this page.
Jeremiah 17:5-7 5This is what the LORD says:“Cursed is the one who trusts in man,who depends on flesh for his strengthand whose heart turns away from the LORD.6 He will be like a bush in the wastelands;he will not see prosperity when it comes.He will dwell in the parched places of the desert,in a salt land where no one lives.7 “But blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD,whose confidence is in him.
John 3:27 To this John replied, “A man can receive only what is given him from heaven.