June 13, 2012

• Is there any safe place?

  A blog post/prayer that I read today hit home with me. 

  Father, though the issues vary and we dare not generalize, bring the perspective of the gospel to bear as we think about our relationship to “stuff” and money. When did we first assume the right to excess? Why did we think only first-century Christians would be the only followers of Jesus who would actually pray for daily bread? How did we ever get used to having so much stuff to the point that we actually equate abundance with “need”?

  I know my life is easy, easier than most.  My struggles would be considered trite in today's world.   Yet I still have struggles.  My struggle these days is that I am put in a position that I don't like.  I don't fit.  I don't want to fit.  It's a world of lavishness and is honestly so empty of anything of value.  I don't like it and see it as such a sad life.  For various reasons I am required to be "part" of this world and these situations.  No option, no running away, no real choice.  So I fight it and struggle to stay grounded.  God is good and helps me but having a human friend understand is nice too.

  I have had a sanctuary of a sort where I could share my frustrations and received understanding and encouragement but today I feel like that safe place was taken away.

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