No, I have not joined the elusive mile high club membership. And for those who do not know what it is, I urge you to not google it in an effort to protect your innocence. This post is titled as such simply because I am typing this post on the plane ride back to Perth from my whirlwind few days in Sydney.
I would prefer to be typing this on the more conducive Windows Live Writer, or even Microsoft Word 2008. But by ways of the MacLife, I am using Apple’s Pages as part of their iWork suite. Nothing wrong with it, just that I’m not accustomed to the user interface which I shall remain nonchalant about. Hopefully, as I slowly wean myself onto this program because of a new venture I am embarking which I may or may not decided to write about as and when I get to it on this post, I will grow more comfortable and even know how to work my way around as effectively as I do MSWord. Heck maybe I should even use this opportunity to learn how to type with a Dvorak layout for my keyboard instead of the standard QWERTY, now that will take some serious effort!
As I peer out the window and gaze in awe at the magnificent sunset that lay before me, I cannot but smile in quiet satisfaction to what a good day it has been so far, let alone this short 4-5 days escape to Sydney. If I have not gushed on about it enough, the food and company that I have reveled in over the past few days has made this trip very memorable, distracting the negatives that is the crowded mess Sydney is. But the one facet of this trip that made it exceptional, was the closeness experienced with God, and the clarity in exciting things He has revealed to me over the past few days.
I highlight once again without shame that this year God has slowly unfurled key aspects and issues for me to appropriate or overcome respectively. The overarching one has to deal with the Word. Even before I left for Sydney, I had this sense that God was going to reveal fresh and new things to me, hence why I brought my MacBook along in anticipation to capture what He will reveal to me. This was further amplified as I galavanted across the city with Hocks on Thursday.
Out of this theme of allowing the Word of God to be the lamp unto my feet brewing from the beginning of the year, God has also revealed both a caution and blessing to me. The caution is my ability to render myself completely to God. My prayer this few days has been for God to help me overcome my pride, my fears, my insecurities, and throw my life away in complete abandonment to God, and allow His will and good work to overflow. For me who takes great pride in my own achievements and accomplishments, I find this really hard to do and I still have a lot to overcome. But the blessing that accompanies this warning is God’s promise of abundance, and there have been different people who have spoken, prayed and seemingly confirmed bountiful resources in my life.
I think this blessing and warning goes hand in hand. As I slowly learn to render complete control of my all to God, the realisation of this abundant resources will be made known to me.
Something new that God has spoken to me about on top of these three things is on the topic of fathers. I really don’t know what to write about this now, it’s still so new and fragmented in my mind. So far the only precursor to what God has installed for me on this area was written in my contribution to SisterhoodFTW’s Manday Monday post titled “Mandate”. Please have a read, and I hope that you will be edified by it. Because really, there is something brewing in my mind of epic proportions, and that post is just a tiny part of it.
Well I thought I would be able to time the conclusion of this post with the descent of as I leave the mile high zone, but alas I am now in the comfort of my own home as I finish typing this. It is now time to make these lofty mile high reflections into reality on ground zero.