Home Alone

Last night was officially my First Night Home Alone. And so I did what any self-respecting South African would do. I locked and bolted the door, closed all of the windows, set the garden beams and the indoor alarm, then spent most of the night listening to the noises. As luck would have it, it was one of those really windy, whistly nights too. And we have trees with branches that creek. And a dog that likes to scratch the side of the bed. Often. And wake me up to go outside for wee breaks. Which basically means that I had to muster up some of my daredevil tendencies to play chicken with the monsters that lurk in the shadows of my garden, to let her out. It turns out that being Home Alone can also be quite a spiritual experience. I spent quite a lot of time talking to God. Mostly about the noises. And about how much I admire that He can protect me. And would He mind sending an angel or two my way. Et cetera. You know. All of the standard Home Alone stuff.

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Needless to say, my Beloved Cappuccino's are certainly making an enormous comeback in my life today.

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I'm doing surprisingly well though. I actually did get some sleep last night. If you count those few minutes between when you've dozed off and when the book slips through your fingers and nosedives your face. Being the eternal optimist (haha!) I am confident that tonight will be better. Seeing as I'm now totally exhausted and all.

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But anyway, what I actually wanted to talk to you about today is something that's been bouncing around in my head for a little while. I read someone's blog recently (no names mentioned)... and it really made me think. The gist of the blogger's post was something to the effect that as Christians, the main focus of our blogging should be Christ. And I agree. On some levels. I also happen to disagree a bit. Maybe it's because I think as Christians it's important to be balanced. It's no use we're SO Heavenly minded that we're no Earthly good. If you know what I mean. Yes, definitely, as Christians, our lives are wrapped up in Christ. We love Him, worship Him, and can't wait to see Him when He returns. And the result of that love is that our lives are changed. My witness to people around me is no use when you can't see my life. My posts could be all glory! hallelujah! and no substance. I am constantly aware of my calling to be a witness. Constantly aware that I am called by His name. Therefore very little sensorship is necessary when I blog. I don't really need to think twice when talking about stuff, because Jesus is so wrapped up in my life that He knows all of this about me already. I am no hero, nor am I perfect. The perfection God would see on judgement day is simply the blood of Christ that covers me. It's Him that saves me. It's all Jesus.

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But I am also human. I am still in this world. And we are not called to live isolated lives. We are called to LIVE! And to live life abundantly! To experience joys. And sorrows. And to share what we've experienced. I'm one of those "open book" people. What you see is pretty much what you get, when it comes to me. I suppose you could say I'm quite shallow. And I don't mind.

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But I do agree that I long to be more Christ-centred! And most probably, when that happens, this blog will change too... Because definitely, what the heart is full of, the mouth overflows with (very paraphrased, but you get the gist of it). And I really do need God to keep working on me!

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So that is that. I might need to write about this again some time soon. And I'll most probably have changed my mind on a few points. I am a woman after all. Which basically means that I reserve the right to change my mind. A few times. Per minute. And this is my blog, after all.