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walking my faith

11/21/10

I don’t always say everything I’m thinking in (Sunday School), because I already feel like I probably talk too much.  And I do have a fear of being offending to other people, or other people just thinking of me as being… mouthy, I guess.  What I didn’t bring up today was, “What are the things that we want to run away from, instead of living in that moment?  What are we not facing or not walking through?”

It’s not just the big issues in our lives that we don’t want to face, like cancer, losing your job, or family disharmony.  We also avoid so many small things, every day and every week.

It’s not reaching out to someone because of a fear of being rejected or fear of saying the wrong thing.

It’s knowing you should reach out to someone who is hurting or going through a hard time in their life, but only offering help in word and not in deed.  Maybe you don’t want to add another complication to your life, and you know if you just send an email or a note saying, “Let me know if you need help,” that they won’t ask for it, because we typically don’t.

It’s not listening to that voice inside you that tells you what to do, because it takes effort and it takes follow-through and it takes the planning part of it that we were talking about in class.

These are ways in which we do not live the moment, we do not walk through it.  Instead, we turn away from the opportunity that was presented to us: to minister, to uplift, to ease a burden, to help.

There are lots and lots of times when I see something and I’ll say, “Oh, I’ve got to ask so-and-so about this, if they’d like to do that with me.”  Or, “I should tell so-and–so about this great program that’s available for her and her situation.”  But I don’t do it.

It’s that little voice that speaks these ideas to us, but we ignore it and we let it go and we let it drop.  We don’t following through.  And maybe that was God telling you, “Hey, that person needs you!”  And that you need them, and you need more people in your life, and you need to be a person of action and a person who walks their faith instead of just thinking their faith.

I need to get my faith past my thought life and into my actual life, and into the action of my life.

It’s also keeping your mouth shut when God is compelling you to speak.  Because you’re afraid to say too much, say the wrong thing, or be annoying, or be perceived in anything but the best light.  

Weekends at The Rivah


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Remember when I told you that Fredericksburg is about two hours from just about anything you’d want to do?  Well, I’ve already taken you west into the mountains, and this time we’re headed almost exactly two hours east, to the Chesapeake Bay.  Now I don’t like to brag, but the Chesapeake Bay is kind of  a big deal, so pay attention class.

(Technically, this wasn’t a day trip, but I’m not making any more logos.)

I spent the past two very enjoyable weekends at the river.  For as long as I can remember, weekenders have been flocking to “The Rivah” at the first hint of warm weather.  And this time I was one of them. continue reading…

One Year Old Today

I hit the Publish button on my first ever blog post a year ago today.  Well, a year and about two hours ago.  Immediately afterwards, I wrote my second ever blog post, which was much more to the point (and even now, it more accurately describes my blog than anything else).  I was going to say that I still don’t have a theme, but I guess the theme is me, just what I think or feel, what’s going on in my life, a few triumphs and many, many foibles.  I’ve written about God, snakes, friends and family, cutting the grass, my hometown, and depression.  I’ve shared my journals, my poetry, and my photos, a little bit of comedy and a lot of truth.  I’ve asked some questions.  I’ve contemplated art and infinity, thankfulness and being nice.  You know what?  I feel like a lot has happened in a year. continue reading…

Third Month’s The Charm

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This is what I had to say last month:

“I don’t have to think about every one of these every moment.  But they are with me nonetheless.  They travel through every day with me; they go where I go.  Things I need to do.  Things I need to do better.  Things I want to change about myself.  Things I don’t want to fail at.”

My resolutions did feel like a burden in February; not a burden I was willing to put down, but a weight to bear nonetheless.  I was unable to give equal focus to 12 different resolutions, and so I felt their individual needs for attention pressing down on me.

I think the heaviest weight was the weight of failure.  Or maybe the fear of failure, that I couldn’t do this. The fear that, since one or two things weren’t going so smoothly, then the whole thing would ultimately blow up in my face.  Because that’s what happens. continue reading…