A Life in Words

Well if you want something funny... A thought to rattle in your mind for just a moment... Here ya go... No more than 24 hours ago did I let slide out of my mouth that I was tired of not writing any blogs. I let my mind wander trying to figure out just what it was, what the reason behind me not writing was. And then i thought of what I wrote, what blogs I had written. As I thought I realized that my blogs are all centered around moments that are upsetting, moments that hurt or are simply not the best. Very rarely in fact did I ever sit down and type out good feelings, moments of triumph in my life whether it was spiritual or just a good day in general. I had never had the urge to get on and scream to the world how God was good... How life was good, because it seemed that no one really wanted to hear that life was treating me well. So I had to think what I could say, what good things could come to mind that I could sit down and express to the world, ironically it was that night that things changed and became a little less than impressive or exciting. But none the less a thought did sneak into my mind. I have come to Jesus a lot about things here and there... most of the time it was about things that were not going well or problems that I was having.. It could have dealt with him directly, needing his power or his love but a lot of it was just me venting... Saying what the heck does all of the mean, why is all of this happening... And as i thought of those facts... those moments of me coming to complain about life or moments inside of life I thought how I would react to that if someone were do the same thing to me... think about it, do you think that you would sit there idly by while someone sat down every day to tell you about their life and the bad things that were happening... Do you think that you could sit there and listen to them complain day after day and be able to withstand it... do you think that you could sit there and hear nothing but negative after negative that rarely had anything to do with you or rarely had them asking for you to help in any way... I don't think I could just put my arms out there day after day after day and play the hero. I don't think that I could sit there and really care about someone so much that I would open my arms at the first sign of their need. But dear god does Jesus ever not welcome my tears, my frustration or anger... You rock for that Jesus... you rock for having the strength and the love to sit back and listen to my ranting and raving day after day. I promise I will do better, I promise that I will bring to you my happy just as much as anything else... you deserve to hear the blessings from my mouth that you have given me... Thank you for that chance, the chance to change and become something new... something bigger than I could have ever imagined... I am amazed at the willingness that you have to hold me tight and let me walk the path you foresaw for me. Thank you for giving me a chance...