Between me and the Door (intented to be posted 10/3/10)

Transistion: summer, fall.

So I'm a few weeks behind. I feel like summer has just been everlasting, like it's seriously lasted for more than 3 months. So many things have happened over the summer, so many things have changed; including my mind and myself. Or at least I've attempted change.

Good change? Bad change? I don't want to label it. It's just God's change. It's what He wants. It's just Him blessing everything. Even if there's trials. It's a blessing. Everything is a blessing.

Memories of summer, and now transistioning into fall:
1. Forever Younglife Fridays.
2. Downtown West Covina, Jack's Mannequin narrating riding along the border of the shore on July 3rd.
3. Switchfoot narrating... everything.
4. Anything Jon Foreman sings narrating... everything.
5. Switchfoot narrating an amazing day on the beach with 4 of my best friends <3
6. Stars.
7. Letters.
8. Woodview Lane. Emphasis on that one. Driving up there, outlooking the city lights, waving hello in the ocean of the night sky. Talking to my mom about our same drive on that road on January 1st, and what resolutions we made. Quite sad, because we couldn't recall what resolutions we made.
9. Tears. Sad ones, sure. But mostly tears of joy.
10. Rain. In summer?! Yes. Pouring. Dancing in it. Dancing on it. Praying in it. The surplus the rain left in the sky. Sitting on a playground, singing songs and discovering many things. <3
11. Paper, pens.
12. My treehouse. And the canyon. My escapes from the world.
13. Reily Minton's house.
14. "Your Love is Strong" by Jon Foreman.
15. Dancing around to "Stars" by switchfoot, having a spazz attack playing metaphorical drums with two of my best friends playing metaphorical gutairs.
16. Fiction Family.
17. Toujour Votre.
18. So much more.

Did you actually read that whole list? Congratulations.

These, and like 40 other things are what made up my summer and part of my life. So many new doors are being opened, some doors even possibly being closed; but I don't like to turn and dwell and what I'm leaving, I only love seeing the glow of the new door being opened. But, I'll only open if He knocks.

"Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me." Revelation 3:20

Come Lord. Let me not be selfish. Let me not always change the subject of conversation continuously to something about me. Let me always think of others first. Subtract my selfishness. Subtract myself from...myself. Instead of talking all the time, letting words slip out of my mouth and thoughts slip out of my mind, let me listen to your knock and open the doors You need me to get to.

"Under the floor between me and the door there's a presence i cannot deny" <3