So yeah, I’m not the perfect Christian. Not always the loving, well-behaved daughter of God. But He is big enough to handle my big, complicated emotions. He is understanding enough to listen to my angry ranting and raving.
It’s okay to stop suffering. There is no need to drag on your suffering when God is inviting you to step into the new person your suffering can enable you to become.
To say God only has good in the future is a lie about who He is. We have a God who is all love and that kind of God won’t let you suffer today without redeeming it in some way. The question is if you will notice it and be grateful for it.
Beauty reminds me that God is good. It reminds me that life isn’t only pain and death and frustrated hope but life is also joy and goodness and the purity of truth.
I forget the blessing because the pain hurts so much. I am at the same time grateful but also angry. Life is never black and white, cut and dry, one or the other.
What do you do when your worst fear is realized? How do you cope when your nightmare follows you into your waking?
“Don’t you think baby, I know best? I’ve been a Father for a long time. So call my name and I will listen…”
I get it, Mass isn’t “technically” over. But I think before we go shaming and guilt-tripping and name-calling and judging… we all need a little imagination.
My mind was so overwhelmed with that boatload of thoughts and emotions that came with my last day that I didn’t have time to choose what my Lenten “thing” would be this year.
Know that you can come through this stronger. You can make the choice to move on, but never forget that life.