From the Xanga archives: Asherah Poles, Part 2

Monday, October 30, 2006
I failed to post this when I got back from my conference a few weeks ago . . . but I was in Atlanta, Georgia (my first time–mostly I was at a retreat center, but I got to spend a little bit of time in the city itself . . . ) and I was getting on a train and there in the corner near the stairs to the train platform was a small convenience store. AND THEY SOLD MEGA MILLIONS TICKETS!!!

I literally had the thought that I was glad that it was hidden in the corner so that nobody would see me . . . and I realized immediately afterwards how ridiculous that was . . . because a) nobody in that city knows me and b) more importantly, GOD sees me and HE is the one I am disobeying . . .

sigh. time for another psalm . . .

(psalm 139:7-12, NIV)

Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?

If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,

even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.

If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”

even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.

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