The Sovereignty of God/FML, Old Age, Finals, & the Greatness of the Gospel.

I am certain that this will be one of the most scatterbrained/disorganized psychotic post that will ever grace this blog. I hope this will only be a one time thing. I am so antsy right now. The lack of sleep, coffee, and general excitement/ anxiety of finals week must be catching up to me.

FML. "EFF MY LIFE." Two weeks ago this terrible little phrase wiggled its way into my vocabulary as well as the CCM sophomore girls' as well. The stresses of BBQ, brother's appreciation, ministry, and generally school piled up and all we had to say was, "EFF MY LIFE." Such a small phrase. But, what a big and terrible meaning it has and I am not talking merely about the implied curse word associated with "EFF". The weight of those words is so much more than three letters or one four letter word can describe. FML straight up questions the sovereignty of God. FML says God, You made a mistake. God, I know what is best and this is not it. God, I do not believe that You work all things for good nor do I believe that You are in control of all things. FML is straight up heresy and blasphemy against the Father. Instead of having this knee jerk reaction to say "FML" to the stresses of life, I should ask myself, "Hey, how sovereign is your God?" and I am certain that that will shut me up in no time. How sovereign is my God? All sovereign. Sovereign enough to create Creation. Sovereign enough to command the wind and the waves. Sovereign enough for Mom to get cancer. Sovereign enough for finals week to be ok. Sovereign enough for salvation. FML has no right to be in the Christian vocabulary. How dare we cheapen the blood of Christ by lessening the value of our redeemed lives. So. How sovereign is your God?

Now on old age. I am old. It is official. I am twenty. The end.

On finals. I love finals week. Or this quarter I am really excited about it save the testing part. Studying has allowed me to get to know the 1st floor of the library very well as well as the CCM freshmen who live there too. I've also become a felon. The study centers are packed with people so we kinda mosey around looking for open classrooms and lecture halls. So, I am not sure if it is a felony. We are merely entering. No breaking.

The best part about this week though is that ELYSE IS HOME! My best fraaheennndd, whom I love. I hope we get to play.

And finally the greatness of the Gospel. At Lighthouse we've been studying the 7 sayings of Christ from the cross. It has been interesting. Today though, I loved the last song we sang. I love hymns and today the congregation sang so loud. It was the best. How marvelous, how wonderful is my Saviour's love for me! That one line should automatically eliminate FML for sure. Knowing that the Gospel applies to me automatically kills any thoughts of FML. How can my life be EFFed when I have been saved from the wrath of God through the atoning work of Christ on the cross for me. FOR MEE! So crazy.

He took my sins and my sorrows

He made them His very own

He bore the burden to Calvary

And suffered and died alone

How marvelous! How wonderful

And my song shall ever be

How marvelous! How wonderful!

Is my Saviour's love for me!

When with the ransomed in glory

His face I at last shall see

Twill be my joy through the ages

To sing of His love for me!