“Lord, I’m going to believe you’ve given me your Holy Ghost. I believe he alone can deliver me from every chain that binds me. I believe he will convict me, lead me and empower me to overcome. I believe he causes me to obey your Word. And I believe he will never depart from me, nor will he let me depart from you. I won’t limit your Spirit in me. I’ll wait on him, call on him and trust in him—live or die."
"Again he said unto me, Prophesy upon these bones, and say unto them, O ye dry bones, hear the word of the Lord.” Ezekiel 37:
The best way I know how to describe myself apart from Christ is as dry bones... I have no way of moving, no way of making any difference in this world, no strength, no face, no identity. I am a pile of dry bones apart from His thirst quenching spirit. Words cannot express how grateful I am that I don't have to live that way. As long as I stay out of the way, my life is fulfilled, and my destiny is complete.
I have a friend that sees people in a very unique light. He sees them as rivers and ponds. Rivers, he says, are those very adventurous people that live exciting and and flashy lives. Those people who go with the flow and stay within the confines of what is expected of them. He sees ponds in a similar way, however these ponds are the home bodies. The people that have those inner circles. They have their jobs, their families and friends. They have a home. And then, he sees himself as waves. (: He's a pretty cool guy. He doesn't like being confined to ways of the rest of the world, and to an extent, this is a very cool comparison that I admire him for. However, of course, I would see it differently.
I see rivers and ponds in a much different light. Pond, or lakes, or even oceans for that matter, stay in one place. They have their place, and they stay there. The tides may rise and yes, they too have waves and are capable of eroding the surrounding land around them, but they are not moving. On a boat, you are able to propel yourself from one place to the next, but it will not ever take you anywhere you want to go. On a pond, or a lake, or the ocean even, you are aimless.
Rivers, though... (: Rivers are a different story. Rivers can be peaceful or raging. They can be both soothing, and exciting. One thing is consistent when it comes to rivers though, they are always moving. They are always doing, changing, and pouring. The one thing Ryan said when he was discribing a river that I don't agree with is that they stay within their confines. They have perimeters that they must abide by. "Don't challenge the status quo!!" Negative. Sorry. That's inaccurate. Rivers do not stay within certian lines. Well, okay to an extent they do, but according to my 8th grade science class rivers tend to cut through land that is in it's way. Say it's just flowing along, and then BAM it has to circle all the way around this chunk of land to keep on flowing because that's the path that was already there. However, over time the river will find it's way across the land instead of around it. It will grow smarter adjust to make a new and improved way. Rivers are alive, effective, changing, passionate. Most of all, they are with purpose. They are unlike their bother bodies of water who are aimless. They have a definite direction. They have the power to carry things and people on their shoulders. They are also always pouring into the lives of those bodies of water and quenching their thirst. Rivers are incredible things and I hope that if I had to be labeled as one, I would be a river. (:
As for waves. I know Ryan sees himself as waves, and I understand why, but I don't see waves the same way he does either. I see waves as the Holy Spirit. We are the water, God is the wind, and waves are the result of the two interacting with one another. A still pond without a ripple in sight is beautiful and alluring, but it does nothing. It has no effect on it's surroundings. No purpose. A constantly rippling and waving river, now there is a different story. (:
So, that's it. Those are all of my thoughts on that.
Love, Me <3
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