Sufferstanding

So as I am sitting in a West Virginian Allergist office waiting room listening to a little girl talk about virtual pets, I find many thoughts going through my head that I feel like sharing. However, if I write them all at one time I feel that they will be all over the place and terribly unorganized. So I will break them up into three individual blog posts for ease of understanding.

And so it begins.



As many of you know, I find myself captivated by the beautiful emotional musical stylings of Damien Rice. The raw emotion exudes reality and shows the pain of the human soul. After listening to much of his music, you find yourself both burdened and absolved of your burdens and pains. It is a difficult thing to describe, but it is truly beautiful to hear his suffering and sadness put forth into song.

Since it is such a difficult thing do describe, it would make sense that it is difficult to understand why it is so appealing to us. Or should I say me. In talking to others, it is apparent to me that not everyone enjoys this raw emotion. Many people find the emotion and suffering of the music depressing and comfortless. This is totally not what I was originally intending to talk about so I’ll just switch gears into what I was thinking first.

What do I know about suffering? Who am I to pretend that I understand it? I mean, I live in America. I have shoes. I have loving parents. I have living parents. Who am I to complain when things don’t go my way? I don’t deserve to say that I am in pain when the One whom I absolutely adore and the One who absolutely adores me went through more pain than I will ever know. I mean, he suffered all kinds of humiliation, pain, death, and worst of all, a time of separation from his Father. I can’t imagine anything more painful and full of suffering than that. Imagine the kind of music that Jesus could have written during that time of separation. Not to mention the kind of suffering that we put him through everytime we screw up his plan. Every time we don’t do what He wants for us, we put him through pain. Why would we willfully put a God who is so full of love and joy through pain and suffering? I write this terribly disorganized and confusing post to encourage you to press on toward the goal and not put the God of love and joy through pain and suffering. Live your life in a way that the rocks will not need to cry out in praise because you won’t.

Thanks for reading.

I'll put the others up later tonight.

The Good Part

This is the basic jist of a conversation I had with a good friend of mine whilst driving in a car on our way to a place with lots of sand and water and sandals. The night itself would prove to be a great deal of fun, but it seems like every laugh that night was followed by a sigh. It was a very cold night and our hands got numb after strumming the guitar or ukulele. The six of us all spoke of what we originally thought of each other and how much those thoughts would prove to be wrong. This was the last night of last semester before we would all be split up. On the way there we were talking about the beauty of life and the beauty of the memories that we make together. It seems like you forget the best moments of life before you have a chance to notice how amazing these moments are. Then when you look back on these great times, they are faded and not as they originally were, more like a sketch than a photograph. If only life were like watching a movie with someone who absolutely loves the film and has seen it dozens of times. Whenever a really good part is coming, he leans over to you and says "This is the good part." Sometimes in life we need someone to be there for us to say, this is one of the good parts, enjoy it don't let it pass without remembering it.

Thanks for reading.

Return

I have chosen to start up the whole blogging thing again. I don't like the word blog much, but it seems to be the word the culture has adopted for the sharing of thoughts and writings online. I suppose that saying "blog" is a lot easier than saying "sharing thoughts and writings online." Anyway.

Welcome to my blog, or for the more verbose of you, my place of sharing thoughts and writings online.

I like writing and strive to become a better writer and convey the thoughts in my head in an easy to understand and hopefully entertaining way. Occasionally throughout my day I find myself having thoughts I am somewhat proud of. Thoughts about films and music and crazy old ladies I meet at work and a man whose legal name is King Solomon. I think it is good to record thoughts like these and share them with others so that we can have a sort of connection. Whether that connection be to read the thoughts of a friend you haven't seen in a while, or the revelation that you had that exact same thought that day. I love stories as well. I like to tell stories of things that happen to me not only because I want others to feel the joy I feel in the story, but because if the story is really good, I want there to be many versions of the story to be passed around between different circles of friends to people I don't even know. I like to think about that.

I think that is all I'm going to say for now, I'll share a story later.

Thanks for reading.