Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Questions That Need No Answers
I was watching the TV the other day and I saw a trailer where there was a girl talking to her friend on the phone; and after a juicy piece of info her friend said, "Honest to blog!" I had to laugh because that is how I feel some times when I think about writing something in my blog. It is so calculated. What do I really say? What can I say? If I say to much am I going to expose myself as a real human being with feeling and struggles? Maybe I just keep it business like and talk about the things that are going on at the Church. But, then I sound like a talking bulletin. So sometimes I just don't! It is easier that way. What is it about typing something that you know is going to go out to the whole world if they want to see it. There is some kind of inner pull to spill your guts, but you know you can't do that. We are funny creatures: we want everybody to notice us, but we don't want anyone to see us. (Let that soak in for a moment.) Can I really be honest? Can I let the cat out of the bag? (that got your attention) What if there is no cat in the proverbial bag (I hate it when people use the word proverbial when it is obvious that it is indeed a proverb, it takes the fun out of the proverb: just let it stand)? What if I wonder if I'm going to make it? Does that make me a bad leader? What if people find out that I struggle like everyone else? Will they still love me, or accept me, or dare follow me? The truth is I am all of these things and more. The truth is I hang on by a proverbial thread most of the time. The truth is if Jesus ever stops catching me I am going to fall flat on my face. The truth is I am human and I am OK with that. The question is, "Is everyone else, OK with that?"
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3 comments:
I'm OK with that!!!
Love you man
PS Thanks for investing in me.
I'm fine with that. The alternative is pride. I'll take humility over pride any day.
It's nice to read your thoughts out here in Cyberspace. I think we are all hanging on by a proverbeal thread--and you are brave and honest to admit it. I think about your often and miss you a lot.
Kiss the girls and Kim for us and tell them we love and miss you guys.
Your Favorite Brother,
Chris S
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