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I am 50-50 introvert-extrovert. If I have too much “people time”, I feel like I am going to die. If I have too much “alone time”, I feel like I am going to die. And lately, I have had tooooooooooooo much lonely time. I live alone in my apartment, and I don’t have a ton of friends up in The Great North™.
With COVID-19 has come a new found sense of slowness. Places are closed. Routines have been disrupted. There is less to “do” for many of us. It has really helped me reassess my busyness, and how I utilize my time. Is being “busy” really good?
As a Christian, I wish there was an easy answer to the great mystery of suffering. I wish and hope for a day where it would stop. But I’m not here to spread vapid platitudes, pretend I know all the answers, or dismiss hurt I’m seeing.
If you hate Christians, I get it. Some of the worst, meanest, most judgmental people I know call themselves a “Christian”. And this really sucks.
Why had God called me to something that I was not good at? After nearly two years, did anything I do actually have any value for the Kingdom of God? Did God call me to something just to completely fail at it?
There’s a place in Scripture that’s been haunting me lately.
Do I love God, or my own theological version of God?
The older I get, the more I realize that this struggle will never go away, but it will be a continual battle of seeing myself as good enough, not succumbing to fear that I am is a failure, and doing things that give me life.
During this season of silence, discomfort, and seasonal depression, Advent could not come at a better time for me.
My entire life I’ve been fighting this battle of “Do It Self”.
Six years ago, I said to myself, "man. I hope I never get old and boring, and want to spend a night in reading a book on a weekend."
Pastor Grant and Pastor Rob quoting Anchorman changed my life, and for that I’m thankful (so if you’re somehow reading this, thanks fellas).
Right now I work at a high school cleaning poopy toilets (or being in “maintenance” if you want to make it sound fancy), being in classes, and am wrestling with finishing well with my classes.
This past weekend (April 1, 2016), the movie “God’s Not Dead 2” came out. If I’m being honest, I have as much desire to see that as I do Batman v Superman, which is zero.
I still huff and puff, I suck at pacing myself, and I look like a T-rex the way I swing my arms. With this in mind, this is for everyone to read, not just for runners.
Today, I don't have anything to write. Instead, I'd like for us all to stop, and read Scripture. With that said, here is Luke 23.
“What ifs” bring fear because “what ifs” generally come from us thinking about things out of our control.
If anyone makes a slip-and-slide-type game with the name “Back-Sliding” now, I fully expect a cut of the profits.
I found a CD labeled, “I’M DONE”, which made me laugh, and put it on for a good laugh with some friends.