exude.

so lately, i've been liking this word exude.

what does my living exude? that of an extraordinary Christ follower? or a life motivated by the posession driven want for all things un-divine?

and by un-divine, i mean, not heaven centered. for shouldn't that be our ultimate destination? it's mine.

but, i'm afraid, or rather a bit too quick to know, that the sad truth is my living does not indeed exude my desire to spend eternity apart from the flames.

and so i ask - why am i like the blinking bulb on a strand of solid white christmas lights?

it's like - i can't decide. do i want to be crazy passionate about this Jesus - and exude my all for him? or do i want to be pathetically complacent, staying dark in an effort to remain completely unnoticed?

this little light of mine. i'm gonna let it shine.