Lately I find myself growing more and more aware of the way my soul reacts to the things around me. I'm not enjoying what I see. I hear a "curse" word here. I see addictions. I pay attention to people I classify into my broadly defined category of "Lukewarm Christian." I am noticing my quick and concealed judgement that comes so swiftly to my heart and how I try so hard to repel it. Simultaneously, no matter how hard I try to stifle it, I notice my anger and offense at those who are being romanced by the real Jesus and who are truly learning to live genuine lives of love. I do not know where this all began - if this has always been my state or if I've grown into it. It doesn't matter I suppose. All I know is that I want to break out of the remnant of the white-washed tomb that's left in me.
So, here's the thing. I don't do blogs. I'm that personality type that isn't very skillful at sticking with long-term goals. But here I am. I will write my heart, honestly and openly. It may get deep, messy, broken, liberal, artsy, or just plain weird. But all these things need to be sorted through, just like the hearts of every other human on this little planet we live in. I only hope that you will read this and play connect the dots with me as I dive into things that can't really be known entirely. Or even close to entirely. Just hang on with me for a few seconds.
“It is always the simple things that change our lives. And these things never happen when you are looking for them to happen. Life will reveal answers at the pace life wishes to do so. You feel like running, but life is on a stroll. This is how God does things.”
― Donald Miller
This makes my heart smile.
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