We nearly always approach those who are different to us with hesitation and withhold our trust and vulnerability from them. Whilst occasionally this is wise, it is also often rooted in our assumption that our beliefs and way of doing things is 'right' and that which is different is either confusing (and thus we are wary) or it is downright 'wrong' ...When our initial approach to those who are different to us is with fear, suspicion, and inflexibility, it no doubt results in us criticizing them, rationalising their behaviour, and withdrawing from them in order to cope with our feelings of frustration, confusion, tension, and embarassment. This in turn results in our feeling alienated and isolated.
In Christianity, faith, hope, and love, are the big three. Yet, I think that often we forget about hope, and shift our focus, perhaps slightly too much, onto only faith and love. After a low period, I began to read Theology of Hope by Jürgen Moltmann.
It is invasively isolating to be somewhere without close friends and family... my inner-world and reflective capacity soared, and thus so too did my self-confidence. What I don't realise however, is that when I am dancing for so long in my inner-world, I actually get worn out from not being with and participating in the life of others.
Place can become a part of you as much as some people do. We have relationships with places just as we do with people. Let's not underestimate the sadness that comes with the loss of place. The death of something is always a part of a transition. So is the joy and struggle of new life. God remains Lord, even during times of transition when a part of you dies.
...maybe you have to give up the idea you have of who you want to be, and give in to God's ability to fashion you into the person He wants you to be. Give up trying so hard to render yourself into who you think is the best person you can be, because God may have a different idea.
Grace is less of an abstract concept than sometimes I would like it to be. When it stays abstract we can still think we are in control our perfection. When it isn't abstract anymore it continuously hits us like massive smooch on your cheek that leaves a lipstick stain that we just can't manage to get off! Grace... Continue Reading →