It is possible to be obedient to God and to disconnect from Him emotionally. I relied on Him for guidance, but not for strength. I knew He loved me, but my returned passion was restrained.
Our joy dissolves into a puddle of tears at our feet. That stupid cartoon thundercloud hovers above our head. We snap at everyone or cry at the smallest emotional stimulus. And some stupid preacher tells us that it’s a matter of perspective. Don’t you just want to shoot that guy? But wait, he is just the messenger, and that message is a truth that will see you through.
I can’t produce beauty without ingesting it first, there is nothing new under the sun; or to steal a physics metaphor, (Creative) energy can be neither lcreated or destroyed. I am either a channel or a charlatan.
Forty days to cross myself and remember that my selfishness was and is costly.
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