Now I feel as if researching validity and worth is a quality and necessary endeavor. Yet I’d rather just come up with an answer: Yes, they are. No, they aren’t. Alas, they could be under different circumstances. Like if I were the woman at the well or Nicodemus, experiencing a private tête-à-tête with Jesus coz…
No!
No? Is God mean? To say that He would say “no” sounds so harsh and lacks all the warm fuzziness we’ve often associated with divine Jesus love. To say that God would actually tell me that He won’t fix my eye, and to allow for the inference that there are some things God doesn’t fix…
can i get my sight back?
It’s the first day of class, one of those large classes that can make grad school frustrating. Too many bodies. Too many opinions. Too many reasons to think my ideas aren’t necessarily the brightest. But I respect the professor so I’m here. To my surprise, we don’t begin with the usual introductions of selves and…
something beautiful
i’ve come to really enjoy this song by need to breathe. and now, as i make my way to slumberville, i’m remembering the beauty i’ve recently experienced: girlfriend time a reminder that my man knows me well leaving work before it’s pitch black outside inspiration God’s unconditional love as evidenced by all of the above…
i want to be angry
and i am. there’s a lot of crap in the world. there has been for a long time. just so happens that right now a lot of it’s in my face and i don’t want to deal with it. well, maybe parts but not all. folks, stop dying. thank you.
i don’t care how you get here…just get here!
frustrated by time ill spent, i finally opened up the Bible for my daily reading time. i’m at Matthew 20–parable of the vineyard workers. i’ve always only focused on the idea of fairness/unfairness regarding how the vineyard owner paid his workers. today i read it differently and i hope to always remember this reading. Jesus…
the strength of focus
i’m quite amazed at how focused attention overrides chills and other flu symptoms. if i make up my mind to do something, i’m okay–not perfect, but okay. then i just chill and literally chill as fatigued muscles call out for rest. i will obey though still quite amazed.