where did all the cows go..........

this semester has started off pretty well. I would say that my schedule is totally kick booty and I'm more than thankful for that. Although all my classes seem like they'll be very labor intensive, I'm looking foward to learning new and interesting, thought provoking things. However, I have found that some of my inter-human relationships have changed. Instead of the good quality communication I've once experienced, a common tendency now is for people to tell me to just read their xangas/ blogs/ whatever you name it. It saddens me already that talking on aim...and using JUST words in itself isn't real 100% conversation, but it deeply cuts my heart when time and time again, communication ceases at the phrase, "just go read my xanga to find out." I have mixed feelings about online journals. What purpose are they suppose to serve again?

On the topic of serve...Lately, I've been thinking about how we serve God and how we really know what he's called us to. Sometimes it's hard to discern whether you're being called to do something because you want to do it, or if it's truly the place you've been led to. It's nice when the things you're called to do are also the things you like to do, but what about when what God wants you to do is the complete opposite of what you'd hoped for?

Our lives are an act of worship to God. The service we offer in our lives is what we bring to our relationship with God. When serving becomes a natural part of our lives, we'll be able to better distinguish God's voice. I think it's the ultimate service to God when we can geniunely serve with absolute love for him because we come to understand a little more of the nature of God. Maybe it's when we serve out of love that we can truly see what God's calling for our lives is.

I have my doubts about the road I walk, but I know that if I listen to God, hide my heart in His, I'm gonna be headed right where he wants me to be.