We must keep on trying to find our wayThis, my friends, is why I blog, whether I realize it or not. I think it's fair to say that I, jaded GenXer that I am, have mastered the art of petty thoughts. But the great art of blogging is, to paraphrase G. K. Chesterton, to air out my self-righteous self-satisfaction and see more clearly the great art of the world around me. I'm reminded of a passage from the biblical book of Lamentations, which is fancy talk for "a profound sense of irritation":
through the petty thoughts that irritate us,
to the great thoughts that strengthen us."
I remember my affliction and my wandering,
the bitterness and the gall.
I well remember them,
and my soul is downcast within me.
Yet this I call to mind
and therefore I have hope:
Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning.
So, what's irritating you today? What's keeping you going?
2 comments:
This persistant cough that's been plaguing me for days; never being completely satisfied with the day just as it is; getting annoyed about petty details
The knowledge that Christ loves me, pursues me, and goes before me no matter how ugly I feel.
Honestly, that I don't feel like I've slept since before Urbana :). Urbana came/went and then it's been one thing after another that's been keeping me up past 12/1 a.m. and up at 6 regularly :\.
Sometimes it's just persistance. I persist in knowing that a loving God has these days outlined; the old hymn (recently redone with a more modern sound that I adore) says it best:
"When the way is dim, and I cannot see/Through the mist of His wise design,/How my glad heart yearns and my faith returns/By the touch of His hand on mine."
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