Making the choice
So, I found this song and I absolutely loved the message. Making a choice to be like Jesus, God's Son, the One who walked this earth, bled and died for my sins and loves me when I am broken and weak.
When we imitate Christ, what does it look like?
Which Jesus do you follow?
Which Jesus do you serve?
If Ephesians says to imitate Christ
Then why do you look so much like the world?
Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant
So which one do you want to be?
Blessed are the poor in spirit
Or do we pray to be blessed with the wealth of this land
Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness
Or do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand
Cause my Jesus bled and died for my sins
He spent His time with thieves and sluts and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the rich
So which one do you want to be?
Who is this that you follow
This picture of the American dream
If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side or fall down and worship at His holy feet
Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion
Is how you see Him as He dies for Your sins
But the Word says He was battered and scarred
Or did you miss that part
Sometimes I doubt we'd recognize Him
Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and the least of these
He loved the poor and accosted the comfortable
So which one do you want to be?
Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church
The blood and dirt on His feet would stain the carpet
But He reaches for the hurting and despised the proud
I think He'd prefer Beale St. to the stained glass crowd
And I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud
I want to be like my Jesus!
I want to be like my Jesus!
Not a posterchild for American prosperity, but like my Jesus
You see I'm tired of living for success and popularity
I want to be like my Jesus but I'm not sure what that means to be like You Jesus
Cause You said to live like You, love like You but then You died for me
Can I be like You Jesus?
I want to be like my Jesus
~Todd Agnew
The beauty of a wake up call
Just a quick update...
So, juggling the new ball of being SRA has proven to be quite challenging. But, hey, I really do love a good challenge. I have to say that clinicals, projects, papers, tests, incidents, interviews, interviewing, planning, programs, schedules, weddings (now please think about that one before you jump to any conclusions)...it really is a crazy time in my life. And you know what lesson God has been teaching me at this point. Don't be so dang pessimistic. I never really saw myself as the most positive person, but I also didn't ever see myself as a horribly negative person. I liked my comfy middle ground. Well, as of late, I have found myself joining in the crowd of whiners, complainers, naysayers, and altogether unhappy people; especially when the subject is the MSOE nursing program.
Now, thanks to the beauty of God's grace and the very wise words of a very sweet man in my life, I see the error of my ways. I know that there are things that will always make me want to pull my hair out. But just in the past couple of days I have realized how much I've lost sight of the reasons I was drawn to this school. I will gain experience I would not find at other schools. I will have no problems finding a job. I will learn and grow and lead and follow and show Christ's love in the process. I often have wondered why God took me away from my home in Stevens Point and the friends I hold so dear there. Why? Because it was necessary. Because God was leading me to a new place so I could grow, help others grow, impact others and be impacted by them. I know I might be babbling and making no sense...deal, it's what I do.
Basically, I have to say that I love this school for so many reasons. I am thankful God brought me here. I have the strength and love of my Savior, friends that care for me, people who inspire me, those God has asked me to lead, a boyfriend who has shown me what "living out" the love of God looks like. What in the world am I complaining about?!? I suppose this is my kick in the butt. I really am praying for joy, love, and a genuine positive outlook on where I'm at right now. But, in the end, though I can do no good without God, I have to CHOOSE to live out my days with those attributes. And, I do....so there!
Oh, and Jake...if you haven't heard it enough already, I love you and I feel so blessed that God has brought you into my life. And at this point, to the shock and horror of many, I can't find any words...
