If you believe it is, it is.
But who’s going to make you believe it?
Weakness Is Strength
Tag: Hope
So Real It’s Almost
Human’s get hungry several times each day. No brainer, right?
We are always needing to feed ourselves.
Enter the rat race and insanely busy schedules. Enter fast food establishments. Enter television.
The other day I saw a Burger King commercial, touting the toys in the kid’s meal packages.
The kids commented on the furry animal toys which are the current give-away.
“So real, it’s almost, real.”
Unexplainably, I immediately thought about God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit – about Faith.
So real, it’s almost, real.
Couldn’t Do It
Couldn’t watch TV yesterday.
This isn’t a stretch for me because I rarely watch it anyway.
But I hear about it on Facebook, Twitter and emails.
And it comes as no surprise. Humanity always wants to help during disasters.
Haiti.
Devastation. Suffering.
Faith. Hope.
What good does God do when disaster happens?
You have an answer, right?
What Else?
What else do I feel guilty about?
- Decent Health
- Great Job
- Great Hometown
- Great Spirit
- Hold on, this is getting awkward
Sorry, I’m going to need more time to think this through. It’s awkward.
If I go with a gut instinct right now, it feels like the reason this topic got started in the first place was because I feel so blessed.
I mean, more than any one person deserves.
“And you feel guilty about this?”, someone reading this is asking.
But the blessings listed here and the others not listed, are the blessings we all have.
I guess, as I write this it becomes clearer, there’s something about the way I structure each day that allows me to be nearly fully present every moment of every day.
It’s almost like an addiction. I think about it all the time.
Being able to walk, think, read, smile, drive, teach, eat, breath, love, cry, laugh, get dressed, spend money, go to Church, have friends, Family, a job, sunrise, sunset, sight, hearing, desire.
Where does it stop? It doesn’t. Our blessings are infinite.
I can’t be the only one on the planet that thinks like this, can I?
Not Fully Awake
Been awake for an hour now, but not fully, wide-eyed, awake.
Sort of a numb-awake, if that’s even a term. The kind of semi-conscious consciousness from working really hard at something and having “sore muscles” from it.
Except, these muscles aren’t physical, they’re spiritual. Ever think so much, or meditate so much that you’re mind and spirit are foggy the next day? Perhaps it’s the equivalent of a hangover, without the nausea.
So many people are struggling with so many things. It’s everywhere and affects everyone. It overwhelms me.
And I often feel guilty.
Do you ever feel similar to this?
Crazy thing is, it’s always been like this.
So it deserves more dialogue, if for no other reason than to clear some thoughts, or at the very least, grab the right folder.