Reflections and Responses

Well, it's been a Leigh-vs.-the-inbox kinda week. The bright side of that is the fact that God is preparing to do some really huge things: Passion 2012 and launching a morning gathering at passion city church. I'm honestly really excited when I think about those two things... and I'm extremely humbled that He allows me to play a tiny role in them. Focusing on those two end results and the literal Kingdom impacts that will result helps me stop growling at my inbox. :-) Anyway, that's not what I logged on to say. Had a thought this evening about confidence and identity. Something I have struggled with in the last year is feeling free to be who I really am and letting go of self-consciousness. Tonight God helped me draw a connection between identity and John 3:30: "He must increase; I must become less." If we will just stop TRYING so hard to BE anything in particular and instead direct that energy toward being sensitive to the Holy Spirit, we will be who we were

You hold my every moment You calm my raging seas You walk with me through fire And heal all my disease I trust in You I trust in You I believe You're my Healer I believe You are all I need I believe You're my Portion I believe You're more than enough for me Jesus You're all I need Nothing is impossible for You Nothing is impossible for You Nothing is impossible for You You hold my world in Your hands (Beautiful words for our beautiful savior. Lyrics not written by me of course.)

My husband is working tonight, and I'm pleasantly surprised by the high level of coziness in my house. I'm pretty excited to experience fall and winter in our home, since we've only lived here in warm weather thus far. Right now I'm sitting cross-legged in a recliner in the living room with only lamps and a pumpkin candle providing a dim, peaceful glow. AJ is purring loudly at my feet. I also broke out the sweatpants for the first time this season (YES! Gotta love comfy pants.). Overall, it just feels very good and relaxing in here. I say that I am surprised because I typically don't love the way it feels here with John gone at night. In fact, I often avoid being here alone, especially in the evenings. I typically plan dates with girlfriends or have dinner with my parents and then come home just in time to slide into bed. Or, I have friends over on those nights and don't kick them out until I need to sleep. It sounds kind of pathetic that I'm a married woman