The Little Things

When the going gets tough it's hard to keep going. I know this to be true, especially when drawing a blank from my spiritual life. I sometimes find that when I can't see God moving in my life or "feel" Him moving in me, it's hard to keep doing the "mundane" spiritual things in my day. I don't feel like doing my morning time with Him, I don't feel like speaking to Him through out the day, and that's not okay!

I'm learning that even when there's nothing that seems to be happening, he's still working. Maybe he's working in someone elses life at the moment. And by working in their life, it somehow effects mine. Just because I can't see Him working in me doesn't mean theres nothing going on, doesn't mean there isn't spritual growth. We learn from our mistakes, our trials. Sometimes those trials come in the form of a spiritual desert, the dreaded "mundane". And it's at those times when I'm in danger of becoming luke warm, and of not using even the little oppurtunites to further His kingdom.

In those times I feel they are most dangerous to myself. In good times I praise the lord, in bad I seek Him to find help. But in the everyday, I get over run with everyday things.

It's the big things that I can see, and that I know are changing me. But I need to focus on the little things too, the small ways that he shapes me. And also on the little things of joy that interupt an everyday thought. I shouldn't ignore a cheerful or funny moment on a bad day (no matter if it lasts a short while), or a paticualarly incouraging Christian song that pops up just when I need to hear it, or a conversation with a stranger about hair color. These are all things that I can use to glorify Him, whether by thanking Him quietly for the little things. Or by using a conversation to start talking about Him. Little or big changes, I need to continue to praise Him and seek Him.

Moira Grace

Do you know?

I didn't know... I only know that I didn't know if I was going to heaven. And let me tell you, that's a really scary feeling. Not knowing where your spending eternity, well lets just say the past few months have been really hard for me. Because I was doubtful, and I know that thinking and testing, and doubting your faith is okay. But this wasn't just any doubt, I seriously didn't know. And that changed, oh it changed. I thought I was saved, but I did not know. And now I do, the night of September 9th my eyes were opened! I can say with blessed assurance that Jesus is my lord and saviour! I know that some maybe most of you that know me will be confused, thinking "wait I thought Moira was already a Christian!?" I thought so too, I mean I believed in Jesus, I knew he was there, but I guess if you've grown up living in a family always knowing about God, that to you he's something you do. You might go through the motions, go to church, read your Bible (sometimes), And sing along to "those Christian songs" (and that's what I was doing). But I hadn't known, I hadn't felt HIM like I did that night. And let me tell you, it was OVERWHELMING, I cried and I laughed, and it was like nothing I've EVER felt before. My mom ended up coming into my room, and seeing me... (she probably thought I had gone crazy) I told her though, and together we rejoiced! I thought that by praying the prayer I could have Jesus, like if I said it and tried my utmost to mean it, then I'd be saved (I know, I'm shaking my head at that too). But that's not how it happens... It's all on his timing, I thought I could accept him into MY life, but really He has to accept me as HIS child. A child of the light. That's what I am now. …8For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God; 9not as a result of works, so that no one may boast. 10For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them. ~Ephesians 2:9. And for me this happened just this past Wednesday night! Surprise! September 9th is my spiritual birth (also my Dads physical birth :-P). I feel new, whole, peaceful, beautiful, and clean. And also vulnerable, nothing can take me from my lord Jesus. But I know that there will be temptations ahead (it's not gonna be easy peasy) So please pray for me, and I in turn will be praying for you. Whoever you are I will pray, that he will one day open your eyes, that he will make you a child of His light. And if you already are then praise God!

Blessings,
Moira Grace

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... So my second blog post. My friends continue to bother me to write another (did you think I did this on my own accord?) :P. Obviously I jest. This post is going to be about ranting, gosh what a wonderful way to start a blog! I wouldn't have made this post if it weren't for my birthday not too long ago (3 days ago in fact). I turned 16 (scary I know), and something that bothered me was either everyone asked me what my birthday party plans were (cause apparently when you turn 16 you MUST have a party, I am having one but that's currently besides the point) or what my life plans were, because we all know exactly the point and time that we will get a job, what we will do in that job, when we'll start dating, when we'll go to college, when we'll get married, how many kids we'll be having, etc. etc. etc. It really was bothersome when it seemed as a 16yo young women either expectations were set really low, or really high... Most of my elders, well they had pretty low expectations for what I would be doing in my near future, have a party, perhaps get a job, maybe go to college and attend more parties, probably fail at life because I either get addicted to drugs or something rather unspeakable (I'm exaggerating a bit, but still I'm hoping to get a small point here across). It would seem that is what is expected of the majority of my generation. Or the opposite would happen, this was a less common expectation but none the less an expectation. This expectation was set WAY too high. It seemed as if the people who had this expectation assumed Docter Who showed me my future as I took notes. Alright so I'm not saying that there are people out there who have met either of these expectations! There are. But I only wanted to state my opinion when it came to the low expectations mostly because they are rather depressing. Obviously expectations come from somewhere, it's not like all of us teens have been impeccably and absolutely proper, and kind, and polite. But there are set people who do work against the current, these teens do want to make a difference. The sad thing is since it's abnormal for a teen to do this we are swept into the rest of the group of teens being judged and given low expectations from our elders, as well as not to mention harassment from some of those peers because of the way we are different. The message I'm trying to get across here (I know you're probably like get to the point already!) is that yes, adults, it is possible for us teens to meet high expectations, and peers who harass those that are different for the better, don't! Rather you should look up to them and see why they do what they do. No they are not a freak of nature because they are responsible or mature at the age of 13. Also to those that are the difference I encourage for you to continue! Even as hard as it is and as slow as it is, you are making a difference, in fact YOU are the difference. Don't just do it for that feel good way when you accomplish something do it because there is much more to strive for then in this world. When nobodys is looking, God is. So continue in your good works and know that someone is noticing. And trust me when I say how hard it is to strive against the current, because I often fail myself (alas I am human :P) but it is most definitely going to be worth it in the end!

Blessings,
Moira

P.S. If you want to know more, or if I did a bad job at making my point check out the book "Do hard things" the authors of this book do an amazing job explaining how we teens can raise the expectations bar and do hard things (as it says on the cover).

Welcome!

Hey there! 
My name as you may already know, is Moira. I am what you would think (at first glance) to be a "normal" teenage girl... But on the inside is a whole other tale be told. Which brings us to the reason I started this blog. To tell my tale, both inside and out. To record my journey as a young woman as I seek ways to glorify God in this great big world. And to keep memories that would soon be forgotten. Lets get started shall we?