A Very Lucky Girl

Have you ever noticed that nothing seems impossible after a certain time? When the clock strikes 11 or 12, when the sun is long past down, dreams seem even more attainable than usual.  Maybe that's why most dumb actions happen under the cover of night. Those dim stars inflict a false sense of invincibility and all risk evaporates. When I'm laying in bed at night trying to turn my mind off, chasing those elusive sheep, I become suddenly daring. I promise myself that I'll speak my mind to the rude girl down the hall or tackle that overpowering assignment or even bungee jump sometime (oh that's just me? Cool). What's the worst that could happen? Because I'm safely tucked under the covers with extra pillows barring against all extraneous danger, nothing. But when the sun comes up all of my bravado disappears.  One day I'll grow a pair and be the same person I am at night in the cocoon of my bed (that sounded way more scandalous than originally intended) tha...

On Saturday I turned the last page of "Sun Stand Still", written by Steven Furtick, pastor of Elevation Church in North Carolina (one of my favorite places in the world). The basic premise is a call to demand the impossible from a God that is capable of anything. Which is so much easier said than done. My impossible right now? I'm desperately trying to earn a B in Geology. Is it selfish to ask for divine intervention? Because it looks like I can't do it on my own rock trivia alone.  Furtick challenges readers to have the audacity to ask God to reveal his glory, no matter what.  "he's ready to act if we will be bold enough to ask, not just for a good day or a better life, but for the impossible"-Steven Furtick I remember during my elementary school years, and even into middle school, praying in the carpool line with Shari and Oakes before school. Shari kept her eyes open of course, safety first!, but I would scrunch my eyes closed tight and clasp my ...