September 17, 2009

I seem to think safe is an insult.

Whenever I find my mind complaining that abiding in God is too boring, too safe, I realize that I'm missing the point. I'm not actually enjoying the life I've been given, the one that I should be having abundantly. Righteousness is not about being afraid of brokenness, nor is it a cold distance from real, dirty, scarred, terrible, beautiful humanity.

I'm still trying to figure out what it is about.

1 comments:

Hayley said...

I was thinking about this today. How safe I feel. And how wonderful that is.

I can let go of doubt, and anxiety, and failures. God is big. What does that mean? Whatever it is, it's wonderful.

[Ahahah, WV = brumpo. AWESOME SAUCE! That's your new nickname. ;P]