Yesterday when I wrote my heartfelt stack on The Blood, I knew there would be people who would unsubscribe after they read it, or part of it. I knew it would offend some. I knew it would make certain factions think I was some loony Holy Roller who thinks of God as a crutch for hard times. I knew it would make some uncomfortable and squirm in their seats. But I kept on going. Because, well, God.
My spirituality is a large part of who I am. I admit to being weak. I admit that I am nothing without my Creator. I have gifts and I also need to be a gift.
So, thank you for still being here and hanging on. Remember, this life is the only one we have. It is what we make of it. It happens everyday when we are waiting for other things to happen.
I woke up this morning to rain. It is a welcome relief from all the smoky air that has blotted out the sun from it’s rising to setting. I see the blessings. But, it is so easy to lose focus and only see the smoke, when we know the sun is still there, but we just can’t see beyond the pollution.
If my stack yesterday can help just one person over the hill into eternity, then it is worth all the unsubscribing in the world. It is the only thing left to do to be proavtive against the giant evil machine. But, do it I will. Even if it kills me.
Yes, I am the same sarcastic girl who can’t keep her mouth shut. I still think Gary Larson is the best ever. I have a smart mouth. I don’t like people who are false. I am still in the world, but I am not of the world. I am NO better than anyone else, I am just redeemed. I had to put the news out there that it is a free gift.
Blessings to you and yours.
