Incredible Day

My life is awesome. Yours might be as good but it isn't better. 

The sun is just right, the air is crisp but not cold, the sky is clear - something feels right. The night was good, sleep was deep, morning came well. The seeds of 40 days of worship are blossoming in my heart. My mind becomes more and more consumed with nothing ill and everything incredible. I am consumed in a feeling of well being. It's euphoric. I love days, moments, minutes like this. 

Funny, this wonderful, internally powered euphoria didn't exist before I was a Christian. Any euphoria before Christ was powered  solely by the outside.

Take today for example, there is hopelessly more work than can be done, WordBloom is still new and tight, the mission trip planning is overwhelming, the lawyers won't let us use the new bus to help other churches, there are bills to pay, a dear friend now has stage 4 T-Cell cancer, another friend lies in a bed shot, and the list goes on. However, I sit here with a silly grin anxiously waiting tonight's worship. A few minutes ago, certainly embarrassing someone, I was jamming out to one of Ike's techno, pop worship songs in carline. 

I love God. He loved me first: I get that. He started this chain reaction but now He loves me back and I just can't stand it. He overwhelms me. He loves me. His is incredible. My life is awesome. Excuse me now, I need to go dance...