today i found out that another family has left the church. i'm tired of this. i hear my mom talking on the phone say...its falling apart...but i'm afraid to ask why. its those questions that aren't supposed to be asked...but they scream through my brain every second. i lay in bed for hours thinking them over and over again, trying to answer them myself but i just can't. i ask myself if god is really real. and what if he isn't? but how can he not be. how could i ever allow myself to think a thought like that. i am a good christian girl that never does anything wrong. that anyone knows about of course. tonight mr brady said "how could you say you hate someone you can see, but love someone you can't see." i ask myself the same question. i dont think i hate anyone. but when you subsequently say..i hate them...do i really mean it, or are they just meaningless words. please answer me. i don't hear anything anymore.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
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The analogy that came to my mind is a dandelion. You know - where you have all these tiny seeds connected to the center of the stem by really tiny filaments.
At Mulberry, we had become like that a lot. Everybody living further and further from the church, but still holding on by a long drive each Sunday.
Then God blew a puff of wind and all the mature seeds scattered to take root where He had placed them.
It doesn't make it any easier for the seeds or for the stem, but if we believe that God has his plan in all this, then it does make it easier to get through.
Just remember, even if we don't get to see everyone every Sunday, our friends are only a phone call, a Facebook post, a nice dinner, or a sleepover away.
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