Praise Habit
So...I've been reading the book "Praise Habit: Finding God in Sunsets and Sushi" by David Crowder...a book bought for me by BOTH bert and terence...as in they both bought the same book for me..! Thanks guys...
So, ive been readin a copy of the book and its pretty good...occasionally, Crowder i feel sometimes beefens up certain areas with metaphors and similies which i dont fully understand why but i was readin a chapter last night and he was talkin bout people's approach to famous people, in this case...Richard Simmons...the very odd camp fitness style guru in america...works out to old retro hits...Here are a couple of extracts which stood out in this chapter:
"...At first, I froze. Then with no resolute thought i began to run towards him (richard simmons) in a slow, undecided gait...not sure what to do next, and then he hugged me...at some point i noticed that i was hugging him, too..."
"i just can't play it cool. no, if im in the same room and you are famous i will stare and ask for pictures and shake your hand and ask you dumb questions like, 'so is it cold when you're sprayed with a fire extinguisher?ive always wondered cause fire is so hot...?' ... we are hooked on fame. there are magazines and websites and tv shows that allow us to peer into the lives of the famous..."
"...but the colours in these pictures are stunnin. truly. you would agree, im certain. blues and greens and reds and yellows that are more vivid and present that you'd believe possible...to think that those perceived colours are jus light with varying wavelengths making all the difference between sunshine yellows and icy blues make me feel small. who thought of that? its brilliant-literally. i mean, whoever thought of stars shining is ridiculous. im all excited bout whoever took these pictures, but whoever blew that thing up to begin with, now Him i've got to meet. if im ever in the same room wit that Guy, i will not be cool. how could i? and what if our eyes met and i was found out? what if i looked up and saw Him runnin right at me with His arms spread wide and a torrential smile that would turn dry deserts green? ... why on earth would He bother comin to me? im tiny. im a dot. yet here He is with His heart in my chest and we're locked in embrace and im not sure exactly when it happened but something fired inside of me, and now my arms are around Him, and ppl are watching, and i will tell u about it..."
"One attribute of habitual praise is that it is inherent in creation. we tell the glory of God by our very existence. it is unavoidable. we can choose whether to amplify this or not. we can choose to be moved by this or not. maybe we jus need a simple book beside our beds that remind us of who the household name is. either way we resound with the heavens, the greatness of the Creator-but when you have met Him, when He has called u His own, then u must open ur mouth in response to report this mystery; that the majestic One would come nearwould lean in close in all of His glory and embrace us, to mend the division between Him and us..."
would you run to Him when you see Him? like if he was the equivalent to John Mayer but more? if i met John Mayer, id have to be so brave of myself to approach him and ask him how he plays so well...with Him, wow...can i run upto Him and asks Him questions about anything and everything and THEN proceed to give Him a hug? would i even get off my seat and still hide behind that newspaper? i know He will be staring at me but will i keep hiding...?
what do u think?
posted by Mumbly Panda @ 08:53
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