I have a lot of good friends. However, I think I often take them for granted. I don't think I intend to do this, but I sort of just let it happen. Life gets rolling and the next thing you know I have forgotten about many of my friends. Why do I continually do this? It is a part of me that makes me sad.
It's funny because I often long for a friend that I can call on anytime, count on for anything I need, can tell most anything and that I can reciprocate the same things back to. Yet, I don't put in the hard work necessary to cultivate a relationship of this quality. Lazy? Indifferent? Apathetic? Maybe.
I know I am create for relationship - I am made in the image of One who in his very nature embodies a deep intimate relationship. So, I know the longing within in my right and true - it is at the core of who I have been created to be. But the hard work of making this true rests on me and my efforts of cultivating the relationships.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Rest
I think a lot about rest. Not sleeping necessarily or even napping, but about taking time to rest - to not work.
God rested. Scripture says so quite clearly. On the 7th day God rested from all his work. Then something interesting happened. God blessed the 7th day and made it holy - set apart. Why? Because on this day - he rested from all the creating he had done. Hmmmm.
So, I too should rest.
I actually enjoy days off work. But I am not sure how good I am at resting. I think that I think I am not all that great at actually resting on my days off. I get restless. I am a doer. I like doing things. Yardwork, walks, riding my bike, chores around the house (ok not so much the chores around the house), but I am a doer. I have a hard time being comfortable just being. It is work for me. Maybe this is ok, maybe not. But I believe that God is calling me to rest more - really rest - set time apart to just be. To make that time holy.
It is hard to rest in this culture we live in. Not much value is place on those that aren't always working hard. In fact, they are often looked down on. But I yearn for a more relaxed pace. A life defined by a deep inner sense of peace. I think this can only come from rest - not from work. Perhaps as I learn to rest well, the work that I do will be more fruitful and I will find even more joy in what I do.
Yep, I think now might be a good time to start. Gotta go. Time to rest.
God rested. Scripture says so quite clearly. On the 7th day God rested from all his work. Then something interesting happened. God blessed the 7th day and made it holy - set apart. Why? Because on this day - he rested from all the creating he had done. Hmmmm.
So, I too should rest.
I actually enjoy days off work. But I am not sure how good I am at resting. I think that I think I am not all that great at actually resting on my days off. I get restless. I am a doer. I like doing things. Yardwork, walks, riding my bike, chores around the house (ok not so much the chores around the house), but I am a doer. I have a hard time being comfortable just being. It is work for me. Maybe this is ok, maybe not. But I believe that God is calling me to rest more - really rest - set time apart to just be. To make that time holy.
It is hard to rest in this culture we live in. Not much value is place on those that aren't always working hard. In fact, they are often looked down on. But I yearn for a more relaxed pace. A life defined by a deep inner sense of peace. I think this can only come from rest - not from work. Perhaps as I learn to rest well, the work that I do will be more fruitful and I will find even more joy in what I do.
Yep, I think now might be a good time to start. Gotta go. Time to rest.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Getting started.
I have been thinking about starting a blog for sometime now. I do a lot of thinking and often find that I need somewhere (someone) to process some of these things I think that I think. So, welcome to "Things I sometimes think I think." I hope to share some things that I have been mulling over and would love to hear any thoughts or insights you may have.
Who knows, maybe no one will ever read this. Maybe someone will. Either way, I think that I might enjoy having an outlet to process the things that I spend a lot of time thinking about.
Who knows, maybe no one will ever read this. Maybe someone will. Either way, I think that I might enjoy having an outlet to process the things that I spend a lot of time thinking about.
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