It has been a couple of months since I last wrote...whoops! I've been in a writing funk. Alas. :P
Even now, I'm not entirely sure what I'm going to write about, but there it is and here we are.
Thought for today: I have been craving innocence lately (maybe I should be craving it all the time?). I yearn for the time when I believed all people were good, I could be whatever I wanted and that one person can make a difference. For the days when I thirsted for knowledge, kept my head up and saw what was around me and expected more of the people around me without feeling guilty.
It amazes me how the journey of life can beat one down. Can shatter pure ideals and leave you wondering what the point is.
It reminds me on a daily basis that this is not the way life is supposed to be. It is not the way He intended things to turn out. What a meaningless struggle we have created for ourselves!
I'm not saying all this to be depressing, but it's simply an observation I've made over the past year or so. And once I was past the point of wondering when I went from wide-eyed wonderment to droopy-eyed acceptance, I began to ask, what do I do to get back what I have lost? Jesus came to redeem man...the whole man, not just part, so I have to believe that there is hope for perspective and not just purpose (though purpose, obviously, plays a lot into perspective).
I haven't gotten any answers yet, but I think the journey itself will be my answer. It is the journey that has been corrupted. The destination has always been Jesus...home...but there is a lot to happen still on the way and I pray that I would run a race worthy of the finish line.
"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us." ~Hebrews 12:1
