A Choir of the Fire

I wonder what that would sound like... Fwoosh! Scream! BURN! Okay...well...then...that is kinda dark and creepy.

Actually, the name is 'Aquire the Fire' (no one comment Wooo! Aquire the fire! please, because I will delete it), I almost wasn't going. I have a terribly sore throat. It's miserable, but I am going anyway (no one come near me). I am making chocolate chip cookies with Brina for the kids, so you guys (in the van) can be happily coated in melted chocolate disgustingness (I don't like the chocolate). I am very excited for a weekend spent with God. You can tell.

My brother asked me which one I'd rather had, begging me to stay, "Would you rather party with me or with Josh?" I answered, "I'd rather party with God than with you." I know this seems a bit too harsh to him, but it is truth. I want to worship God and know him more. I want to love him.

I was worshiping last week (First Friday rocks!) and it was amazing. For once in my life I realized that I was loving him and giving my life to him, not because I owe him, but because I want him. I want him so bad, it is CRAZY! Whenever I read my Bible at night, I want to keep reading. Whenever I start chording Mighty to Save, I want to sing along, but realize that I might disturb my Ipod-obsessed siblings. And, most small, but most important, whenever I think about God I smile. Because when you love someone they are all you want and it excites you thinking about them. When someone insults them you want to tell them everything they are missing and crush them into the ground. You want to protect them. You want them to love you back.

But with God, you can just drown in his love and in your love for him. You can immerse yourself until everything dies. You can cry with love. You can scream with love. You can whisper with love. And you can love with love.

A lot of what I say is something we've already heard a million times, but trust me when I say it is completely my own. It is my own relationship with God and it is unique. And, goodness, I can not wait to love him, I can't wait to be loving him, and I can't wait to fall to pieces under his ocean of love.