Dear Christ follower, this is ALL our fault.
Before you get offended – and believe me, I WANT you to be offended, continue to read.
Christ Follower, Husband, Father, Writer
Dear Christ follower, this is ALL our fault.
Before you get offended – and believe me, I WANT you to be offended, continue to read.
As a follower of Jesus there may be no bigger truth than the one stated above – IF – the rest of verse is true.
I cannot be the only one, can I?
I cannot possibly be the only person that is tired, mentally fatigued to the point where I simply do not care if I even get out of bed?
I cannot be the only one, can I?
Am I the single person on Earth that feels like his problems are not understood much less met with any kind of sympathy?
I am surrounded by people and yet I feel alone. I am alone. I am utterly alone. The solitude like a noose slowly tightened, drawing tighter, breathing shallow. My eyes refuse to focus, my limbs become rebellious; fighting to even stand.
I cannot be the only one, can I?
My closets friend has become my worst enemy and I am devastated at the prospect of the finality that looms. The hardest part is that I do not even seem to care. I am almost relieved at the thought that I may be done with that chapter. The hardest chapter I’ve ever written both in it’s production and destruction.
I cannot be the only one, can I?
And yet, I am not without hope. Yes, it’s dark outside, but there is light – distant perhaps – beyond the clouds. I have a sense that it will all work out though I may not ever know when. I do not have to always feel happy, right? I do not have to, do I?
I cannot be the only one, am I?
***NOTE*** The following is somethign I wrote to go with a post I am doing titled “Why Are You So Mad – The Face of Intolerance.” Which is a response to a blog post I read this week which illustrates the frustration I have being called intolerant for my beilefs. For some of my other thoughts on the question of intolerance I invite you to read this post.
*NOTE – To say that I wrote the following while I didn’t feel good would be true but I do not want that to be a cop out. I write what I feel -good or bad, positive or negative, sad and demented but always honest. I will not make an excuse, this is how I felt at the time that the words came out. I am using this as an example of what I believe we all go though – emotions that we all deal with – and how I deal. I share this because I believe someone is feeling the EXACT same thing and they need to know they’re NOT alone. If I am talking to you, leave a comment and we can talk. Send me an email and we’ll pray.
Just know.
I intended to write what would amount to a treatise on the importance of the Declaration of Independence to our history and our future but after reading it again for myself – something I try to do a couple times a year – I decided that the words written by Thomas Jefferson – 238 years ago – do just fine on their own.
I highly encourage you to take a few minutes today and read the text of the most important document in American history.
Enjoy.
BY GRACE THROUGH FAITH
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