Today at work I happened upon a very interesting conversation - one of my coworkers (one of the lead therapists) is a Christian and was ranting to two others about how she is really frustrated when she hears about how pastors will tell their church members that they should be content even when something bad is happening to them, and how the general idea that a good Christian should be happy all of the time is so frustrating, and how people have condemned her for the work she does.
Sometimes I forget the amazing things God has taught me about himself, and in moments like that I am so grateful to know what Jesus is really about...I just feel so deeply grateful to have a relationship with God who is so not like what a lot of churches make Him out to be, to serve a Lord who embraces me in my humanness and brokenness, who would never expect that I be happy 100% of the time. I love that He is SO real...I love that Jesus understood and understands that people have problems, that they have all kinds of needs, and that life is hard. I love that the church is a community of believers that all sin and struggle and cry and mess up and try and sometimes fail, that it is meant to a place for being real and for healing, and not for pretending everything is okay. Although I'm definitely tempted to keep things superficial sometimes, I'm so grateful that that's not how they're meant to be.
God is so good. I wanted to write this down here so that I'd be able to be reminded of this when I forget, which I'm prone to doing. It is so good to know Jesus.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
fast cars & hot women
why are people okay with this association? with all of the craze behind movies like "fast and the furious" and games like "grand theft auto" I can't help but wonder. and sometimes, thinking about it can make me feel really angry.
a couple of weeks ago while waiting in line at CVS, my eyes were flooded with copies of the swimsuit edition of Sports Illustrated that were on display for everyone and their mothers and their little children to see. I'm still wrestling with what kind of emotional response is healthy for me to have in a moment like that. that day, the anger came quickly, and I wanted to yell, not at or to anyone in particular...women are NOT a sport, women are NOT something to possess, women are MORE THAN THEIR SEXUALITY, women are MORE than bodies. so much more.
the women/models/actresses who allow (no, invite) themselves to be objectified...I don't know how to feel about them either. a desire for holiness and purity can get mixed up with all sorts of envy and hatred and resentment pretty quick, towards women I don't even know...fallen, broken, lost women, just like me. do they not understand what they're doing? to others, to themselves?
I don't want to feel so grieved or angry like this for the rest of my life. but it can be so upsetting, so easy to feel hopeless. we as a culture, as people, are so far from where we're supposed to be.
sometimes I really do long for heaven. this oppressive mess can be so emotionally and psychologically tiring. when I'm "strong" enough to not feel emotional about things, it seems more like I'm just not engaged with it, nonchalant, passive. how to be engaged, concerned, yet at peace, humble, joyful? Lord, show me your heart in this. show me how to be me in way that is honoring to you. help me to cling to hope.
a couple of weeks ago while waiting in line at CVS, my eyes were flooded with copies of the swimsuit edition of Sports Illustrated that were on display for everyone and their mothers and their little children to see. I'm still wrestling with what kind of emotional response is healthy for me to have in a moment like that. that day, the anger came quickly, and I wanted to yell, not at or to anyone in particular...women are NOT a sport, women are NOT something to possess, women are MORE THAN THEIR SEXUALITY, women are MORE than bodies. so much more.
the women/models/actresses who allow (no, invite) themselves to be objectified...I don't know how to feel about them either. a desire for holiness and purity can get mixed up with all sorts of envy and hatred and resentment pretty quick, towards women I don't even know...fallen, broken, lost women, just like me. do they not understand what they're doing? to others, to themselves?
I don't want to feel so grieved or angry like this for the rest of my life. but it can be so upsetting, so easy to feel hopeless. we as a culture, as people, are so far from where we're supposed to be.
sometimes I really do long for heaven. this oppressive mess can be so emotionally and psychologically tiring. when I'm "strong" enough to not feel emotional about things, it seems more like I'm just not engaged with it, nonchalant, passive. how to be engaged, concerned, yet at peace, humble, joyful? Lord, show me your heart in this. show me how to be me in way that is honoring to you. help me to cling to hope.
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