Tonight I find myself missing certainty.
I wish I could once again say:
God said...
God did...
God wants...
with assurance.
But I can't say that without it being contrived. I won't live in pretense again.
I want to say it and feel that it's real.
I wish I could once again say:
God said...
God did...
God wants...
with assurance.
But I can't say that without it being contrived. I won't live in pretense again.
I want to say it and feel that it's real.
posted by Jude | 11:50 PM
1 Comments:
Remember being in this place as well. It wasn't fun, but then I realized that I can still say those things, just in a broader moe cautious fashion.
I can still say God said; "Love the Lord your God with all your heart...."
I can still say "God did make everything from nothing" even if I no longer am adamant I know *how* or *when*....
I can still say; "God wants me to exhibit the fruits of the spirit."
In other words, I can still have certainty regarding anything that is of any worth and enduring value, the rest that I no longer feel certainty of was all additives and fluff and Not What Really Matters in the grand scheme of things. It's a frightening, then humbling, then free-ing (in that order) place to find oneself.
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