thousands....
thousands of thoughts have gone through my head in the past few days. i wish i was a better writer so i could express myself. what a frustrating thing to feel misunderstood...or that no one even desires to understand you. i was flipping through the channels last night after my parents headed over to the Arthurs. i was emotionally exhausted...and unable to concentrate on much. i watched a snippet of a movie as i was flipping through... it was a shot of a young couple walking through an orphanage. they were introduced to each kid...and they walked by all the kids until they approached a really cute little girl who was chosen. the girl walked out of the orphanage with a tiny suitcase in hand and climbed into the car of her new family. the other kids looked on from inside the building. it cuts to this adorable little boy who questions why no one ever wants him...and he thinks no one will ever want him. how sad. but, i think this is how we all feel sometimes. this is why ephesians 1 is such a sweet chapter to remember and reflect upon. that we are chosen and adopted into God's family. we are sealed as his...bought at a price. how amazing. it is in this hope that we can stand. this is where our joy is found.
death spins many things into perspective. the importance of family. the eternal things which await us.
what if you knew you were to die tomorrow. would you have lived your life any differently today? do you think people would waste time going to movies and just allowing their brains to be entertained in this capacity? would they go to the mall and waste an afternoon? um...a few months ago i would have said no. but, today i think...yes. because...it's not really WHAT we do...but, how we do it and with who. going to a movie isn't inherently wrong. but using entertainment as an escape from some reality probably IS wrong. i'm finished w/ feeling guilty over enjoying a cup of coffee, going to a movie, or taking a nap. God meant us to enjoy things...and it's sin that has so corrupted our lives.
i was at the hospital...staring at the lady that was sitting behind the nurses desk. i think she found me odd. i was deep in thought and couldn't look away or i would loose the thought. i realized how the entire staff of the hospital exists because of the fall. the staff is there to help people that are enevitably going to die. we are all just prolonging what WILL come: Death. we just must decide how much effort it is worth to prolong life. our bodies are decaying slowly. they will shut down. a mere cold could be what kills you as you ripen with age. these people flood the hospital...and beg for drugs to dull the pain. but, death cannot be ended. the lady at the front desk looked about ready to shoot herself. granted...it was christmas day and probably not the first place she wanted to be on that particular day...but, i realized how we were not meant to work in these mundane jobs. we were meant to live for something more. how can we live like that on this earth? can we? and to what extent? do you ever feel like you're really living? and this is what life is all about? i've felt like that a few select moments in my life....but, those are rare. i wonder if i will ever experience those again. but...it is those sweet moments which spur me on to continue to hope in what is to come.
we are all just passing through...may we live for what really matters.
make the best of each moment. not be captivated by fear...but, to live in such a hope. the hope we have because our savior came...and will reign forever and ever.
come Lord Jesus, come.
death spins many things into perspective. the importance of family. the eternal things which await us.
what if you knew you were to die tomorrow. would you have lived your life any differently today? do you think people would waste time going to movies and just allowing their brains to be entertained in this capacity? would they go to the mall and waste an afternoon? um...a few months ago i would have said no. but, today i think...yes. because...it's not really WHAT we do...but, how we do it and with who. going to a movie isn't inherently wrong. but using entertainment as an escape from some reality probably IS wrong. i'm finished w/ feeling guilty over enjoying a cup of coffee, going to a movie, or taking a nap. God meant us to enjoy things...and it's sin that has so corrupted our lives.
i was at the hospital...staring at the lady that was sitting behind the nurses desk. i think she found me odd. i was deep in thought and couldn't look away or i would loose the thought. i realized how the entire staff of the hospital exists because of the fall. the staff is there to help people that are enevitably going to die. we are all just prolonging what WILL come: Death. we just must decide how much effort it is worth to prolong life. our bodies are decaying slowly. they will shut down. a mere cold could be what kills you as you ripen with age. these people flood the hospital...and beg for drugs to dull the pain. but, death cannot be ended. the lady at the front desk looked about ready to shoot herself. granted...it was christmas day and probably not the first place she wanted to be on that particular day...but, i realized how we were not meant to work in these mundane jobs. we were meant to live for something more. how can we live like that on this earth? can we? and to what extent? do you ever feel like you're really living? and this is what life is all about? i've felt like that a few select moments in my life....but, those are rare. i wonder if i will ever experience those again. but...it is those sweet moments which spur me on to continue to hope in what is to come.
we are all just passing through...may we live for what really matters.
make the best of each moment. not be captivated by fear...but, to live in such a hope. the hope we have because our savior came...and will reign forever and ever.
come Lord Jesus, come.
posted by lp at 10:24 PM
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Ah yes - "Cider House Rules"
It's cool how Spiderman is in that movie.
If the world were to end tomorrow, I'd say I would still spend it as I have but with more vigor. I'd love more and make people know how much I appriciated them. Maybe we'd go to a movie or play four hours on the Wii. I don't know.
I wonder if we're supposed to look at life and hate it because it's not how it's supposed to be. Christians were the first people who started hospitials and they were free to everyone. There is something amazing how Jesus wants us to care for people in sin and because of sin. He himself ministered to people because of sin.
Once Jesus asked a man if he loved him. When he said yes, he told him to feed his sheep. Then that man lead the church and we are all partly responsable for ministering to people regardless of sin if we actually love Jesus.
Do I want to go home to Jesus? Yes, I do. But I'm not ready. I'm not done - not yet.
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