Some people would say I need medication.

It doesn't matter where you go. What matters is who you are and why you go there.

Adventure is short-lived. Any new place is an adventure for a little while and then you settle in to normal life. It's a sad, disconnected person who scoots off to the next adventure every time life starts to seem tedious or difficult.

A lot of Christians are like that in their relationship with God. If they don't have bottle rockets going off every five minutes, they think something's wrong. Much of a sheep's life is spent just eating and pooping. Not a lot of sparkle there, but that's life. We are his sheep.

I've heard people who do a lot of power evangelism say that after a while, gold teeth and tumors falling off and limbs growing back gets kind of boring. It's their personal intimacy with God that sustains them. It's the quiet day-to-day knowing of him that is their reason to go where they go and do what they do.

I'm not writing all of this to anyone in particular...it's just that when someone is struggling with life, a very typical Christian response is a lot of unrealistic encouragement toward some big fantastic explosion that may never happen. A lot of times, much to our dismay, God's plan is for our circumstances to stay exactly like they are while our character is changed instead. And character changing happens very slowly. We don't even really see it for years and years. We may never really see all of it.*

Or if we find ourselves somewhere we don't necessarily want to be, we constantly proclaim that we are only there "for a season" until our REAL [amazing, glorious, glamorous] purpose comes to fruition. Everyone who is anywhere is only there for a season.

Just some early morning ramblings before I've had my second cup of coffee.






*Hopefully, we stop looking for change at some point and learn to simply abide.