A Word for Wednesday: Birds flying high, You know how I feel

     Today was a good day. I haven't been feeling too well, but this morning I woke up feeling much better! Mandie (my roommate) and I switched our room around so that my bed is right up against the windows. I love being able to look out of them as I fall asleep or right as I wake up. The sky is the main reason I'm in love with the country.

     More than just the sky, being by the windows allows me to hear the birds in the early morning. It's so beautiful. I remember waking up to birds chirping as a kid; somehow it just makes me feel at home. Home is a funny concept. For me, sometimes it's little things that make me feel at home. Small things like the smell of clean laundry, Brooke Fraser's music, singing something out loud, writing something silly like this... The list goes on and on, but as my mind glances over it I realize a general theme. 

     I feel at home when I do things, feel things, smell things, that represent joy to me. Joy is a big part of my life. When I'm joyful, I'm me! Sometimes I get in this funk. I just don't quite feel right... when that happens, it's because I've forgotten where my joy comes from. Forgetting happens when I make stupid things a priority. Forgetting happens when I stop reading God's Word and start loving other things more than Him. 

     It's easy to sing a worship song and not think about the words, but I don't want to be that kind of person. I don't want to be held back by petty things. Since when did I start caring about my homework, hair, make-up, future plans, pinterest, if my socks match... more than my relationship with Jesus Christ? I'm not okay with that.

    I want to live joy. I want to reflect the joy that I hold within! That calls for change in my life. I need to commit to seeking God's will and making Him a daily priority. When I get that set straight, I feel completely at home, that familiar feeling of safety, peace, freedom, joy. There is nothing that is worth more than being in Him and having Him in me. 

     So I guess that when I wake up and hear the birds, I am reminded in some small way that it's not worth  to sacrifice my relationship with Christ for anything. I want to be a bird, singing my song no matter the weather! I am inspired to seek the Lord and let Him fill my heart so that the overflow changes my life more each day. My home is in Him, and because of that I am filled with joy! Anddddd that's a word for Wednesday!!