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The Infamous Holy Two-by-Four of DOOM
I think the only way God ever teaches me anything is via holy two-by-four to the face. I really do. Like tonight. I left for the Source in a pretty good mood, considering how the rest of my day went (that’s not saying much, I know, but I really was in a pretty decent mood), and I hadn’t even managed to drive all the way to the church before my mood started to decline. Why? Because, of all the friends (and my sister is included in this list) I had talked to before 8pm this evening about going to the Source, all of them either agreed wholeheartedly to go, or gave me a pretty good hint that they intended to show up. From the time I got in my car to the time I got to the church, two of them called and said they weren’t coming after all. I got to the Source considerably less excited than I’d been when I left home (because, seriously, what’s the Source without friends?) and hoping that the rest of the people I’d talked to would show up and redeem the evening. But, alas, no such luck. Sure, plenty of my friends were there and I don’t want to imply that I wasn’t glad to see them, but the people I looked forward to seeing most were conspicuously absent.
Needless to say, I was totally bummed. Any rise in mood that had been created by the thought of going to the Source was destroyed, and I sincerely considered leaving before the talk, going home, and doing all that homework that I was putting off to be there. I felt betrayed by my best friends. All right, maybe betrayed is too strong; I felt abandoned, perhaps, or at the very least rather let down. Not that they didn’t have completely legitimate reasons, because they did (well, the ones I talked to did... can’t say for the ones that just didn’t show but I’m going to assume they did because I don’t want to think so ill of my friends). The band wasn’t playing well and they weren’t even playing any songs I knew, so I figured there was really no point in sticking around when I could get the message off a podcast.
Enter God, bearing the holy two-by-four of DOOM (because, you know, “doom” means “judgment” so it’s entirely fitting that God would have a holy two-by-four of DOOM). THWACK! right to the face. As I turn off my phone and stuff it in my pocket, they start singing “We Fall Down,” rather poorly and way too slow but at least it was a song I know and enjoy. So I figured I’d stick around till the end of the song, then run away and go bury my miserable self in homework. And for the first time I take my idiot brain off my friends and how they’re not worshipping with me (which means I wasn’t worshipping either, just in case you didn't pick up on that part) and started focusing on God.
And then the band played “Holy, Holy, Holy.” THWACK! And they did it well. THWACK! And then they played “How Great The Father’s Love For Us.” THWACK! And again, they played it well. THWACK! Was I worshipping God by the end of that? You bet your boots!
And THEN, as if that wasn’t enough, they did this skit that completely speaks to my whole Sophia battle, and about trying to make God into what you want him to be instead of what he is. It was like everything I’ve been trying to get across to the VOS in skit form. Now I just need someone to perform it for them, accompanied with flashing neon signs that say “THIS IS WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO GOD. STOP IT!” Think that’d get the message across? ... Me either, but it’s a nice thought. :)
The irony here is that God’s been showing me lately how much he’s blessed me with my friends. Seriously, I have some of the most fantastic friends in the entire universe, and each and every one of them (yes, even the ones who didn’t go to the Source tonight ^.~) are a huge, HUGE blessing to me. But I was starting to take my appreciation too far, and starting to rely on them when I should have been relying on God. Like I did tonight. And God was not about to let that happen.
So, the Source was good tonight. Thanks for asking. And, in a way, I’m kind of glad you missed it.
Just... don’t do it again. I missed seeing you all. :p
-Jaya-
okayNeedless to say, I was totally bummed. Any rise in mood that had been created by the thought of going to the Source was destroyed, and I sincerely considered leaving before the talk, going home, and doing all that homework that I was putting off to be there. I felt betrayed by my best friends. All right, maybe betrayed is too strong; I felt abandoned, perhaps, or at the very least rather let down. Not that they didn’t have completely legitimate reasons, because they did (well, the ones I talked to did... can’t say for the ones that just didn’t show but I’m going to assume they did because I don’t want to think so ill of my friends). The band wasn’t playing well and they weren’t even playing any songs I knew, so I figured there was really no point in sticking around when I could get the message off a podcast.
Enter God, bearing the holy two-by-four of DOOM (because, you know, “doom” means “judgment” so it’s entirely fitting that God would have a holy two-by-four of DOOM). THWACK! right to the face. As I turn off my phone and stuff it in my pocket, they start singing “We Fall Down,” rather poorly and way too slow but at least it was a song I know and enjoy. So I figured I’d stick around till the end of the song, then run away and go bury my miserable self in homework. And for the first time I take my idiot brain off my friends and how they’re not worshipping with me (which means I wasn’t worshipping either, just in case you didn't pick up on that part) and started focusing on God.
And then the band played “Holy, Holy, Holy.” THWACK! And they did it well. THWACK! And then they played “How Great The Father’s Love For Us.” THWACK! And again, they played it well. THWACK! Was I worshipping God by the end of that? You bet your boots!
And THEN, as if that wasn’t enough, they did this skit that completely speaks to my whole Sophia battle, and about trying to make God into what you want him to be instead of what he is. It was like everything I’ve been trying to get across to the VOS in skit form. Now I just need someone to perform it for them, accompanied with flashing neon signs that say “THIS IS WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO GOD. STOP IT!” Think that’d get the message across? ... Me either, but it’s a nice thought. :)
The irony here is that God’s been showing me lately how much he’s blessed me with my friends. Seriously, I have some of the most fantastic friends in the entire universe, and each and every one of them (yes, even the ones who didn’t go to the Source tonight ^.~) are a huge, HUGE blessing to me. But I was starting to take my appreciation too far, and starting to rely on them when I should have been relying on God. Like I did tonight. And God was not about to let that happen.
So, the Source was good tonight. Thanks for asking. And, in a way, I’m kind of glad you missed it.
Just... don’t do it again. I missed seeing you all. :p
-Jaya-