The other day, I heard a comment on the radio: “I wonder if leaves are ever afraid of falling – are they afraid of heights?”
It got me thinking – this is the perfect analogy about my relationship with God.
There are so many things that I am always afraid of – so many things that are just as terrifying as the leaf’s autumnal fall from a tree. However, God is always there.
God is there as the tree itself – supporting me at my highest moments. God lets me grow to my fullest potential, performing miraculous things every day.
And, while all of this growth is happening, God is building me, just like that tree builds it’s leaf, to be perfectly formed and capable of handling the fall.
Leaves are so perfectly shaped that, when autumn comes and the leaves change and have to face that terrifying disconnection from all of the support they can see, they drift gently, oh so gently, to the ground. Just because the leaf thinks it has been cut off from the tree doesn’t mean it has – the tree is always there, giving the leaf everything it needs to safely drift to the ground.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Days
Most days flow slowly,
With everything feeling lowly.
One after another,
With little care for one another,
They pass so quickly by.
But the lights shine through occasionally,
Illuminating what happiness there is.
My breath is held,
My feelings meld,
And I hold them to me so tightly.
With everything feeling lowly.
One after another,
With little care for one another,
They pass so quickly by.
But the lights shine through occasionally,
Illuminating what happiness there is.
My breath is held,
My feelings meld,
And I hold them to me so tightly.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
People
What is it about people that makes us so insane? And not only people, but our relationships with them. It is relationships, I firmly believe, that completely drive our lives. If it is an existing relationship, we are constantly re-adjusting who and what we are to compensate for the other person. If it isn’t an existing relationship, we are constantly questioning who and what we are to figure out WHY it isn’t yet a relationship. It is incredibly maddening.
Why is it that we place so much store in these things? Why do we constantly insist that who we are is completely based on someone else?
I have tried my hardest to move away from this. I have fought and fought for my independence, as superficial as it may seem at times. I have worked hard, so hard, to gain what little I have, all while standing on my own two feet.
And yet, get me around someone who interests me, someone who seems to have interest in me, and it all turns to crap. I find myself second guessing who I am, what I do. Asking myself what I did wrong. How I screwed up something so simple. Why I let myself get so invested in something so simple.
Always asking… guessing… doubting… questioning… rehashing… not sleeping…
Unhealthy? Yes.
And yet, what would we be without this constant give and take? What reason would we have for pondering who and what we are? What motive would we have for thinking about how we can become better or different? To be static is never a good thing. Living in the same unending, chair-spinning loop of life only serves to make you dizzy. To move forward, to break the cycle, it is necessary to take those chances, make the changes, and to question yourself.
Will it turn around and kick you in the ass? More than likely, and probably more than once. However, what else would you do? Live with your same old life, that never changes, never progresses? I guess it is up to us to decide – is it worth the potential pain to search for the possibility of more?
Why is it that we place so much store in these things? Why do we constantly insist that who we are is completely based on someone else?
I have tried my hardest to move away from this. I have fought and fought for my independence, as superficial as it may seem at times. I have worked hard, so hard, to gain what little I have, all while standing on my own two feet.
And yet, get me around someone who interests me, someone who seems to have interest in me, and it all turns to crap. I find myself second guessing who I am, what I do. Asking myself what I did wrong. How I screwed up something so simple. Why I let myself get so invested in something so simple.
Always asking… guessing… doubting… questioning… rehashing… not sleeping…
Unhealthy? Yes.
And yet, what would we be without this constant give and take? What reason would we have for pondering who and what we are? What motive would we have for thinking about how we can become better or different? To be static is never a good thing. Living in the same unending, chair-spinning loop of life only serves to make you dizzy. To move forward, to break the cycle, it is necessary to take those chances, make the changes, and to question yourself.
Will it turn around and kick you in the ass? More than likely, and probably more than once. However, what else would you do? Live with your same old life, that never changes, never progresses? I guess it is up to us to decide – is it worth the potential pain to search for the possibility of more?
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Quote of the Day....
"And now, Harry, let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress adventure." -Dumbledore
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Faith is Like a Box of Chocolate...
Or, as this case may be, the life of chocolate.
When recently asked to write a devotional for a UMW meeting, that was going to take place at a chocolate shop, I felt inspired to find some way to incorporate our location. This is what I came up with....
My spiritual life is easily comparable to the life of chocolate. My spiritual life started at birth, as does my comparison, but the metaphor is easily transferable to any spiritual journey, regardless of the age it starts at.
Let's start at the beginning, with the cocoa tree. Cocoa trees are evergreens, and very delicate. so delicate, in fact, that they must have other trees planted nearby to provide protection from sun, fungi and bugs, much as we need other people of faith to protect us from birth to confirmation.
The cocoa tree grows 30-40 pods a year, but never all at once. The cocoa trees, much like young Christians, are always growing in some way, constantly producing pods to be harvested. This is also much like how a growing Christian is always learning new concepts, ideas, and pieces of their faith.
Next is the harvest. This, due to the tree's fragility, must be done from the ground, by hand, with specially made tools. Much like confirmation, each pod - or person - is individually cut from the tree, becoming an individual but still part of the larger whole.
After being harvested, each pod is split by hand, and the beans and surrounding pulp are extracted. They are then piled with the other pods' content, covered with banana leaves, and left to ferment in the equatorial heat. Imagine yourself as one of those beans, surrounded by the pulpy-knowledge of your church family, blanketed with the love of God, and left alone with the enzymes and yeasts of your curiosity about this thing called "faith". In the life of a cocoa bean, the more time spent in this stage of development, the more flavor and complexity you have. The longer amount of time you give to this pursuit of knowledge, of "flavor", the higher your value becomes in the future.
And then, the beans are stripped of their pulp, left alone in the sun to dry. This is much like when we complete confirmation. We, at this point, have all the necessary basics to become amazing chocolate - or Christians. However, there is more that must be done to really be great.
The next four steps, I believe, are representative of our lives as adult Christians. Just listen to the words that are used to describe them: roasting, hulling, crushing, refining.
If you are anything like me, these words immediately evoke thoughts and memories of times of emotional, physical, and spiritual trials in your life. I've felt like I was roasting under other's scrutiny of my faith and life choices. I feel as though my hard-shelled exterior, or hull, has been broken down many times, my spirit crushed, feeling each time it happened that I would never recover, but always having my faith pull me through the void. And finally, there is the realization that all this has only helped to refine my faith, my life, my spirituality into the most complex, most smooth, most delicious of people.
Think about the best taste of chocolate you've ever had. Was there only one flavor, or was it a beautiful conglomeration of tastes, textures, and smells? This is who we are as Christians - always growing, cultivating new fruit, influencing the growth of others, and consequentially becoming better than we were. Yet, despite this all, we never really change from that simple, fragile tree that needs constant protection from the harshness of life.
When recently asked to write a devotional for a UMW meeting, that was going to take place at a chocolate shop, I felt inspired to find some way to incorporate our location. This is what I came up with....
My spiritual life is easily comparable to the life of chocolate. My spiritual life started at birth, as does my comparison, but the metaphor is easily transferable to any spiritual journey, regardless of the age it starts at.
Let's start at the beginning, with the cocoa tree. Cocoa trees are evergreens, and very delicate. so delicate, in fact, that they must have other trees planted nearby to provide protection from sun, fungi and bugs, much as we need other people of faith to protect us from birth to confirmation.
The cocoa tree grows 30-40 pods a year, but never all at once. The cocoa trees, much like young Christians, are always growing in some way, constantly producing pods to be harvested. This is also much like how a growing Christian is always learning new concepts, ideas, and pieces of their faith.
Next is the harvest. This, due to the tree's fragility, must be done from the ground, by hand, with specially made tools. Much like confirmation, each pod - or person - is individually cut from the tree, becoming an individual but still part of the larger whole.
After being harvested, each pod is split by hand, and the beans and surrounding pulp are extracted. They are then piled with the other pods' content, covered with banana leaves, and left to ferment in the equatorial heat. Imagine yourself as one of those beans, surrounded by the pulpy-knowledge of your church family, blanketed with the love of God, and left alone with the enzymes and yeasts of your curiosity about this thing called "faith". In the life of a cocoa bean, the more time spent in this stage of development, the more flavor and complexity you have. The longer amount of time you give to this pursuit of knowledge, of "flavor", the higher your value becomes in the future.
And then, the beans are stripped of their pulp, left alone in the sun to dry. This is much like when we complete confirmation. We, at this point, have all the necessary basics to become amazing chocolate - or Christians. However, there is more that must be done to really be great.
The next four steps, I believe, are representative of our lives as adult Christians. Just listen to the words that are used to describe them: roasting, hulling, crushing, refining.
If you are anything like me, these words immediately evoke thoughts and memories of times of emotional, physical, and spiritual trials in your life. I've felt like I was roasting under other's scrutiny of my faith and life choices. I feel as though my hard-shelled exterior, or hull, has been broken down many times, my spirit crushed, feeling each time it happened that I would never recover, but always having my faith pull me through the void. And finally, there is the realization that all this has only helped to refine my faith, my life, my spirituality into the most complex, most smooth, most delicious of people.
Think about the best taste of chocolate you've ever had. Was there only one flavor, or was it a beautiful conglomeration of tastes, textures, and smells? This is who we are as Christians - always growing, cultivating new fruit, influencing the growth of others, and consequentially becoming better than we were. Yet, despite this all, we never really change from that simple, fragile tree that needs constant protection from the harshness of life.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Todays Funnies....
After every flight, UPS pilots fill out a form, called a "gripe sheet," which tells mechanics about problems with the aircraft. The mechanics correct the problem, document their repairs on the form, and then the pilots review the "gripe sheets" before the next flight Never let it be said that ground crews lack a sense of humour. Here are some actual maintenance complaints submitted by UPS pilots (P) and the solutions recorded (M) by the maintenance engineers.
By the way, UPS is the only major airline that has never, ever, had an accident....
P: Left inside main tire almost needs replacement. M: Almost replaced left inside tire.
P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very rough. M: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft.
P: Something loose in cockpit. M: Something tightened in cockpit.
P: Dead bugs on windshield. M: Live bugs on back-order.
P: Autopilot in altitude-hold mode produces a 200 feet per minute descent. M: Cannot reproduce problem on ground.
P: Evidence of leak in right main landing gear. M: Evidence removed.
P: DME volume unbelievably loud. M: DME volume set to more believable level.
P: Friction locks cause throttle levers to stick. M: That's what friction locks are for.'
P: IFF inoperative in OFF mode. M: IFF always inoperative in OFF mode.
P: Suspected crack in windshield. M: Suspect you're right.
P: Number 3 engine missing. M: Engine found on right wing after brief search.
P: Aircraft handles funny. M: Aircraft warned to: straighten up, fly right andbe serious.
P: Target radar hums. M: Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics.
P: Mouse in cockpit. M: Cat installed.
and the best for last...
P: Noise coming from under instrument panel. Sounds like a midget pounding on something with a hammer. M: Took hammer away from midget.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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