I Dream…

I dream of imperfection, I judge the imperfect and I know in my heart this reflects my shortcomings. It takes guts to realise that how we judge

Judgement

others is a reflection of how we judge ourselves. Or so I believe anyway.

I feel the pressure not o be fat, to have clear skin, to be the best you can be – always. And while I like to be healthy and while I like to look nice, I hate the way I reflect those likes sometime on others. How I reflect the expectations placed on me onto other people.

What would it be like not to expect from myslef? What would it be like not to hate myslef? What would it be like to look in th

e mirror and know that I can be beautiful and ugly at the same time? What would it be like to look at others and know that they are just as I am; created in the image of God. Perfect just as they are?

What would it be like?

What would it be like I wonder now if I didn’t feel judged and hated by my family? What would it be like if they accepted my for who I am and for who I am becoming? What would it be like for me not to bring out my anger with them? Not to judge them for how they have hurt me, perhaps then I will not feel judged myslef?

Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in love. Honor one another above yourselves. Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Share with the Lord’s people who are in need. Practice hospitality. Romans 12:9-13

Mystery

mysterynoun, plural mys·ter·ies.
1.anything that is kept secret or remains unexplained or unknown: the mysteries of nature.
2.any affair, thing, or person that presents features or qualities so obscure as to arouse curiosity or speculation: The masked guest is an absolute mystery to everyone.
3.a novel, short story, play, or film whose plot involves a crime or other event that remains puzzlingly unsettled until the very end: a mystery by Agatha Christie.
4.obscure, puzzling, or mysterious quality or character: the mystery of Mona Lisa’s smile.
5.any truth that is unknowable except by divine revelation.

I have been wondering a little lately about mysteries. About the unexplained. About thing that happen to us, particularly medically or at least in terms of our bodies that go unexplained.

My personality is not good with the unexplained. I like to know how and why things happen. There has to be a reason, and yet when we live by faith, it must be the opposite.

I am becoming very aware lately about control and my continuing the need for control in my life even though I know in my heart that God is in control.

One thing that I am coming to realise is that control and mysteries are linked. That there are things in life that are always going to be mysteries to us. And in order to overcome the mysteries that surround us we must let go of control and just let the unexplained be the unexplained. We must surrender to a greater power and accept that in order to be whole, sometimes we just have to take a leap of faith.

I can’t be in control of everything. I can’t know everything and I can’t explain all the things that happen to me in my life. But what I can do is accept that they happen, or have happened, and simply move past them. Not search for answers not seek solutions, but rather just let it all be…

Pray also for me, that whenever I speak, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it fearlessly, as I should. Ephesians 6:19-20

ARGH!

Stress

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Is what we call common knowledge really common knowledge?

TreeOfKnowledge

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143

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