So I found out an old roommate of mine got married this past weekend, I didn't even get invited. I'm hurt pretty bad. I am kind of sick of this crappy week. I'm tired of trying to hang out with friends and get excuses on why not. If you have time for everyone else why not me? Hopefully it'll get better. Since I'm not sure what to write I'm going to give you a few excerpts out of a book I love called Drops Like Stars by Rob Bell
"Have you ever gotten angry enough in a conversation to say, "Do you want to know how I really feel?" the moment we say something like that, we reveal that up until now we weren't being entirely truthful. Now obviously, there may have been a good reason-knowing when and where to say what and how much is important. but sometimes there's a truth just below the surface that is, in fact, the real issue. And to get it out in the open, to talk about what really needs to be talked about, to stop pretending and posing and acting, we have to suffer.
Pain has a way of making us more honest. "
"The first Christians insisted that when Jesus died on the cross this wasn't just another execution by the Roman Empire. They believed this was the divine, in flesh and blood, hanging there on the cross, bloody, thirsty, suffering.
A god who is no somewhere else- remote detached distant- but among us feeling what we feel, aching how we ache. Suffering like us. Is the cross God's way of saying 'I know how you feel?' "
" We are going to suffer and it's going to shape us somehow. We will become bitter or better, closed or open, more ignorant or more aware, more or less, turned into a thousand upon thousands of gifts we are surrounded with every single moment of every single day. This too will shape me. The only question left is...how?"
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Well this is Mom posting because Aubrey is too tired. However, I can't get into the account so I have to do it in the comment section. Sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite. If they do I'll take my shoe and beat them black and blue. Nighty Night
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