Through the window

Lately, I have been given the ability to look through situations swirling around my life. It's been like a wind blowing things around. Some good, some seemingly not so good. I have been made aware that I really need to just ride along with this movement. Some of the mindsets and judgments that I have made are flat out WRONG and Daddy has been merciful in showing me all of this.

After walking around the Fair and seeing the sights and hearing the sounds and smelling the familiar smells, I realized that the little girl that used to walk the same paths no longer exists.
The swirling of the activity and the constant droning sounds are all the same, the people are pretty much the same too. Sin after all is sin no matter how young or old.

Ahh but this sinner has changed, Not saying she's perfect by any stretch of the imagination. She has different values, anticipations and dreams. The value placed on a trip there is different. It used to be of sweets and entertainment and excitement. Now the value is in time shared with friends and new memories made and trying to recapture the feelings of memories shared in the last couple of years and of course admiring Daddy's cute and fuzzy, furry and feathered creations. And of course the food He has provided for us.

And yet walking the paths and seeing all the "stuff" one has every opportunity to accumulate, it's very hard to place a value there in earthly treasures. Especially seeing the other Earthly Treasures around. Children young and old following the path of their parents. Unknowing of the possibility of their Heavenly Treasures. And all the while I walk around watching all of this and doing nothing about it. I felt helpless in my own sin. Lots of emotions and memories have been stirred. Thoughts provoked.

And then after leaving there and going to the next event. A movie which was very thought provoking and emotion stirring. I walked away from there saying MY GOD help me I am such a sinner. So blind, deaf and helpless. And then my next thoughts were. WOW what if any of these people walked into the "church" are we ready for that? Are we really ready to be a place of refuge and a place to mend the wounds and heal the sick and to deliver and help restore the lives of our community? Am I ready for that? The answer is NO!
God please get me to that point where you can use me for what you have designed me for.