21 ways to shuffle an ipod - birthday reflections

And keep your arms open wide
Don’t say no to anyone
But keep your heart safe inside
Don’t let go to anyone
And raise above the trials of love

You are golden
You are golden, child
You are golden
Don't let go, don't let go tonight

It was a perfectly ugly day outside - armed with nothing more than my frail little coat, the rain sprinkled on my head and all I could think about was how I wished the sun would shine just a little while. on days like this, our affections for individualism hits us in the head like a baseball bat - all we want now is simply for someone to tell us they care. And yet it is hard for us to love, hard for us to leave ourselves hanging, and much easier to be bitter, angry, and sad. I then begin to think about our forgiven nature, how we've been made in the image of God, and how His grace is sufficient for us. in our forgiven nature, we are demanded to love, even at the cost of our own strength and power. in fact, weakness is the only path we should be taking. in light of these things, I'm at peace...no frills or fanfare will ever satisfy what already has been accomplished - I'm a forgiven child of God and He will never let me go.