WHAT I “ATE” WEDNESDAY: Water of His Overflowing Cup

*Disclaimer: In case anyone was wondering, these posts are no longer about “what I ate,” nor do they include everything I eat. I write in them some foodie things, but seeing as now I actually snack on handfuls of random foods, and eat like Cassie, lol, these posts serve no purpose and are pointless! The “What I Ate” title has been, for the past several weeks, a play on words in that the posts deal with what IS point-FUL: what we “eat” of the Spirit. 

The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.
Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely your goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
forever.

PSALM 23

Every day, Jesus teaches us so many things. He guides our steps. He refreshes our minds with His One True Spirit when we have accepted and asked Him into our hearts. And the more of what is not of Him is not within us, the more of His work we acknowledge and dispute, and  I am in awe.

There are so many things within the world today, instructions, suggestions, “guidelines,” that are not a part of His Gospel simply because His Gospel does not intend to inform on such things rather than to literally say that they are trivial. 

I woke this morning ready to spend time with Jesus.

Thank-you, Jesus, that Your blessings are new every morning. 

Write, colour, read, pray, sing,

breakfaaast. What do I want hmm ooh French toast sounds good!

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Chop chop, dribble dribble, tons of peanut butter, a spoonful too straight from the jar, ohh Jesus thank-you for these gifts

I feel I need a relaxing morning. In this season He’s calling me to healing, to learning when to say no, to resting in His presence. 

I have class soon and it’s good. Pack a snack, snackin, too, 

Poetry.

Today, love poetry. It’s good, lots of it is deep and wonderful… other poems are painfully lustful… some have so much raw feeling, the words jump off the page and into my soul…

Jesus, thank-you for words.

Maddie graciously films a rough version of my choreography for my adult hip hop class so I can share it with them on Facebook. We are all laughs.

I visit my beautiful friend Cassia. She is amazing, funny, a light.

More class. Tutorial is great, because I love group work and actually TALKING to there human beings in classes…

Thank-you, Jesus, for new faces.

It is dark by now. I head out into dainty snow, Elevation worship music in my headphones, heading to a coffee shop.

I have a date, you see.

I order a drink, sit down, see the spot Johnny and I had our first date. Try not to get teary as I put pen to paper. I am smiling and praying to him, through Him, as I write. My date is with the pen and paper, and Jesus and Johnny. I don’t leave until I’m all done and the letter is mailed.

At home I find my tummy grumbling and I find my Maddie and Mary. I throw together penne pasta and whip up a home basil Brazil nut pesto, saute some bacon and other veggies and enjoy my dinner with the Bachelor (and friends making fun of me for watching it… but Maddie really truly wanting to watch it…)

Jesus, I was created to be in love with YOU. I was created for relationship with you and to reveal that purpose, by You, to others. Keep showing me, Lord. I’m pursuing You alone forever, Lord. 

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