Thursday, September 18, 2014

A Fight I Don't Want To Win

Sometimes, going to Confession is like being whacked upside the head with a 2X4.  "Wake up, Casey!  I've been trying to tell you something, and You're. Not. Listening."

After I had finished confessing my sins, the priest, whom I had never been to before, sat quietly for a minute.  I was starting to wonder what was going on when he started in with a little pastoral counseling.  I kid you not, the Holy Spirit was giving that man some insight and prompting him to lay it out plain-as-day for me.

"You're fighting God.  Some sufferings in your life have caused you to fight against God, and that's why you're committing these sins.  You're trying to comfort yourself with worldly things instead of turning to God for comfort.  You need to stop fighting God and seek your comfort in Him instead, because sin only leads to death, but God is trying to give you life."

Right between the eyes, y'all.  The Holy Spirit don't play around.

Fighting against God is definitely a fight I don't want to win.  Shoot, it's not even a fight I want to have. But I guess my stupid, stubborn self has been fighting anyway, which is probably how I ended up down in this hole in the first place.  Time to try to start surrendering.  Because I want Life, not Death.


Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Map...Wheels...Rut

As in:
Fallen off the...


Boyohboy, it's a little embarrassing how long it's been since I last blogged.  I started a new job partway through May, so initially, blogging took a back seat to my concentrating on getting settled there.  (It's been great, by the way.  I really like my new workplace, and the work is a little more varied and challenging, which is good for the ol' noggin.)

Then, I would think, "I need to blog," and I would try to think of what I wanted to say, only to be met with the sound of silence echoing in my brain.  I had nothing.

Spinning my...


Quite honestly, I still feel like I have nothing to share.  My life seems very boring.  Or maybe boring isn't the right word.  Maybe it's static.  I work, go to church, visit with friends, but nothing seems to change.  A repetition of the same images over and over with little to no variety or vitality.  It's like I feel the need to grow, but nothing is happening.  It's frustrating.