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I admire people who have passion.

A woman named Juliet, whom I've admired for some time, spoke during chapel today. She shared how her life has contained everything from drugs and prison to murder and addiction. Then she shared how God has turned her life around and is now using all of her past experiences to help her reach into the lives of other women and help them heal and overcome painful pasts with God's help. Then she sung a song I've never heard about the Alabaster box of purfume that Mary broke open and Jesus' feet and all of the feelings that must have gone along with that.

It was beautiful. Juliet didn't hit every note square on but she has a lovely voice and her's was one of the most beautiful songs I've heard in a long, long time because it was raw. Her pain, joy and glory to God burst through every line and each intonation. At one part she even started dancing a bit and she was so happy.

Beautiful... why do some of us (me) have such a hard time showing our feelings and excitment about God? Maybe it's become old... mundane... stale. We don't need to strive to get back the "feelings" we had when we first became Christians but something needs to change.

I was struck today in chapel by the fact that the world's future pastors, youth ministers and such were nodding off while we spoke of God at this Christian College but when the speaker mentioned a favorite Football Star there were cheers and much awakening... Why do we get so excited about things that really don't matter very much...?

I do it too. For sure. But I want to know... why?