Sunday, September 21, 2014


     I am starting to realize that this world is a mess. And this world is beautiful. Some days, when I take the time to evaluate my life I think "God, please don't come back yet; I am so imperfect still!" (Lol, no really?)
     Some days it's more like when I was three and worried that God would come back before I could get married and have my own dog, (haha, you thought I'd say kids didn't you?).
     And then there are days when everything in me is saying "JESUS, WE'RE READY! BRING IT ON!"
     I know, I should be careful when I say that, because when Jesus comes, it will be so beautiful, and so frightening, and so awesome. There's a reason God covered Moses with his hand as he passed by. It's going to be powerfully holy.  But still, with the world as it is today, I am ready for it to be renewed.
     Today I drove on the interstate for the first time. This triggered a little thought in my head about,...well, death. lol. Let's just say that there are some days when I wonder why anyone ever consented to risk their lives in a vehicle traveling over 40 miles per hour. Three miles per hour is already dangerous. Later, I was with my mom, and somehow we started talking about how often we live this life like this is all we have. It's easy to forget that there is so much more; there's a whole separate world really, if you want to call heaven a "world". And there isn't really that much keeping us here. She said that it's like there's a thin curtain between us and eternity, and any moment we might be across it. She took this moment to point out that I could quite possibly get hit by the oncoming car, which wasn't exactly the most comforting thought ever while I was driving, but it made her point very relatable indeed. What with the news of  all that's going on in Iraq, and the growing persecution of Christians and the devaluing of life in general, this mind set has become a little more real to me.
      And it's got me thinking; what. are. we. doing? Why are we waiting? Learning to drive through making some mistakes has made me realize that someone can be gone just like that. (disclaimer: my driving is not as bad as I just made it sound). I am thinking of three people in my life who don't know Christ; people who are actually rather antagonistic towards Christ. They are dear to my heart and when I read, "Behold, I am coming soon! My reward is with me, and I will give to everyone according to what he has done." (Rev. 22:12) I think, "why am I waiting?" I don't know how long I have.
      Now, obviously, it is not our job to plant, water, weed and harvest. Sometimes that happens, but it doesn't happen all that often, at least in this culture. The point is, our life is not about going to college and raising a happy family, and maybe throwing some mission work in there. Guys, this is real. This could end tomorrow. We are here to glorify God, and to take as many people home with us as we can! 
     I. am. SO. hypocritical. I say this, and I feel the urgency, but still my life here seems to take priority. There is school work that needs to be done, and a piano piece that needs to be mastered, and friends that need to be reconnected with, and a degree that needs to be picked, and plans that need to be made, and on, and on, and on..... Lord knows I'm apologizing to him every night for forgetting him during most of the day. What needs to happen is this: I need God to become not just my friend, but my mindset. My LIFE! And he needs the same from you. 
     This is not another prediction of the end of the world, like whoever that other guy was a few years ago. :) But there is a promise we've been given, and he's comin' back! We can't forget! God made us a church; in him we are one body. We need to strengthen each other, and encourage each other regularly towards that continual goal. Life isn't about us. It's about God.
    As a side note, I've been thinking. If I ever die, you had all better be wearin' yellow to my funeral, 'cause it's going to be awesome, and I won't stand any of that black nonsense. Just thought I'd put that out there. And there needs to be candy for all the little kids who aren't old enough to get why they are there. Jolly Ranchers. And Skittles. Make it a party. 
     I am thinking about the Christians in Iraq. That is not something to take joy in at first glance. Honestly, it makes me sick to think how twisted, and awful, and wicked some people can be. It hurts. But goodness sakes, can you imagine the welcome they must be getting when they cross that river Jordan? It must be so beautiful! It is hard now, especially to those left behind, but God be praised, that is not the full story!!!
     Jesus is coming soon! Hallelujah!


Micala Goerke said...

Celebrating with on purpose. It looks beautiful on you .

Laura Allen said...

Dear Talia, I love what you wrote. We don't talk about heaven enough and we don't talk about Jesus coming back enough. We would certainly live each day differently...more joyfully and more gratefully and more hopefully...if we would remind ourselves and each other that something far greater is coming. I'm so glad that we have a hope beyond this fallen, hurting world. Keep on blogging!
Sure do love you,
Aunt Laura

Anonymous said...

I'm so very proud of you Talia! You are wise and beautiful! Each day we have here is a process of learning, loving and giving. You are smart enough to realize that each day and every step leads us to our ultimate goal! We grow closer to our Heavenly Father with each of those steps when we strive to know Him and give Him every piece of our hearts. I love you and I love your sweet family for being such wonderful reflections of our saviour Jesus! Blessings to you and keep writing and sharing with us!
Teresa Dodd

Madeleine Ogren said...

I was so incredibly encouraged by reading this this morning. Thank you cuz! Hallelujah indeed!! Love and miss ya <3

Talia Grace said...

Thank you for all your sweet comments. :)
Here is a good article I came across in my studies that adds on to this a little. I think you'll like it.

Anonymous said...

God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit and Agape are shining brilliantly through you Talia. My love and prayers are with you and for your victory in the Master... Amen

Anonymous said...

I thought I was the only one that wanted my funeral to be a party! In my mind, since Jesus has vouched for me and I am Child of God, that means I am in good hands. Why would I want my funeral to be mournful?
For some reason my family doesn't seem to understand this very well.
I have repeatedly said to them "wear bright and cheery colors" but they won't have it. :(

Your blog is great and God has surely blessed you. I wish you the best of luck in life.