There are lots of things I never want to experience:
Chemotherapy is a big one.
There are lots of places I never want to go:
The funerals of my loved ones, though they are inevitable.
Crazy, though my husband says it’s a short trip. (In reply to, “You are driving me crazy!”)
There are things I never want to read:
Like Fifty Shades of Grey, or, as someone tweeted, “50 Shades of Y”all Need Jesus.”
There are movies I never want to watch:
Like Schindler’s List. Actually, I have wanted to watch it, but my sister says I should never. She says my tender heart couldn’t take it.
There are video games I never want to play:
Like ALL of them, except maybe pac-man and ms. pac-man.
There are foods I never want to eat:
Like Sushi, too many things can go wrong.
There are things I never want to be without:
Like the love of Christ, for sure.
Which brings me to my holy bucket list, the things that I do want to experience:
Friendship with God:
Proverbs 3:32 “… He takes the upright into His confidence.”
A deeper Knowledge of Him:
Exodus 33:13 “… teach me Your ways so I may know You…”
His words on my lips:
Psalm 45:1 “My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses for the king; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.”
His voice in my ear, loud and clear:
Isaiah 30:21 Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.”
I want to utter worthy words:
Jeremiah 15:19 “If you repent, I will restore you that you may serve me; if you utter worthy, not worthless, words, you will be my spokesman.”
I want to write worthy words:
Jeremiah 30:2 “Write in a book all the words I have spoken to you.”
I want to die old and full of years:
Like Abraham, Isaac and Job.
I want to attend The wedding supper:
Revelation 19:9 “Blessed are those who are invited to the wedding supper of the Lamb!”
I want contented rest:
Revelation 14:13 “Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on.” “Yes,” says the Spirit, “they will rest from their labor, for their deeds will follow them.”
Oh Come, let us adore Him.
What would you put in your hole-y and/or holy bucket?
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Kick the Bucket.”