A concert of monumental* proportions takes place in less than 24 hours. For me, it's the concert of a lifetime. And I realized today that I've hardly talked about it and only mentioned it in passing on facebook and in this blog. I think it seems so unbelievable to me that I actually get to go that I haven't wanted to share it for fear of it not happening. I also really didn't want to see and hear people's reactions or have to explain who they are or what their music means to me.
But as I sat on my deck I realized I've been afraid to be excited, afraid to enjoy it, afraid to anticipate. Little by little satan's been eroding my joy of something that's not only a gift from my husband and friend, but a gift from God.
As I sat mulling it over, God brought this verse to mind: Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
Immeasurably more than I could ask...
Yep, it's gonna be good.
*well, monumental to me ;)
3 comments:
I can so relate to that fear of anticipation. Joy can be so hard! Because, like love, hope requires such a risk...
Thanks for the reminder to relish the joy of a redeemed and blessed life.
I hope your concert is wonderful. :)
Puzzling, indeed: Why the inability to enjoy a gift?
Isn't that the difficulty of us all - the inability to enjoy The Gift?
Glad you nailed the 'why.'
Enjoy...enjoy...enjoy
Tierney and Dave, thanks for the encouragement! Now that the day is here I can't help but feel a little (read: a lot) like a teenager, giddy with excitement. :)
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