Having walked away from the all-consuming fire perspective on God, that his love and his message were absolutely the most important thing, the true defining factor of a Christian, I can begin to see where I stopped caring about Jesus and kindness as much as caring about achieving absolute conversion. We started considering ourselves “true Christians” because we didn’t want to only do church on Sundays and drink, curse and fornicate every other day of the week. It was presented as a push back against the hypocrisy that appeared to be so prevalent in Christianity. Continue reading
I haven’t published a post in a while and the reason is that because I’m not sure who reads my blog, I am afraid of who I might deeply offend and hurt. But, it has occurred to me that whoever reads my blog should know that it is in fact my blog. My thoughts are in it. So I say this: Whoever you are, if my blog is causing you concern for my spiritual life, don’t worry about me. If my blog is boring you or you’re irritated by various grammatical errors, I do apologize, I would love your feedback. But until I get someone who speaks up about my blog to me, I shall simply write what I wish and see what happens.
I’ve recently experienced an onslaught of past memories especially with regards to religion and the kinds of wonderful things I refused to let into my life by virtue of my Christian faith. In experiencing this onslaught, I began to really think upon and explore what Christian means to other people who are Christian.
It does not seem to be the same upbringing that I experienced.
I have reawakened my obsession with pinterest! I just spent the last two hours looking at wonderful Disney memes. Truth is, I am staying a kid forever. I see no other way to live. If growing up means being stern, serious, bothered by life, I don’t want anything to do with it! I have been brainstorming so many things to blog. I wanted to after Noah, The Giver, Guardians of the Galaxy, Witches of East End, I now want to write about Charmed, Arrow, How I Met Your Mother, and as always, all things DISNEY. And I know exactly how I would write each of them. I just lack the interest in writing the blog. It’s sad. It’s still my passion: writing, Hollywood, Finding Pearls everywhere, I’m just exhausted from my life to be honest. It’s all so different than how I originally saw my life! I expected to be in ministry, with everything I believed in rooted in that one understanding that I knew God and so I could never go wrong. I do live my life from a God perspective now, but not the one I used to have. Life is about kindness in my book, because hey, why not. Anyways, too tired for a post tonight, watching Lilo and Stitch! Perhaps I’ll write about that, just thought I’d vent to my many followers 😉 keep digging for those pearls!
Here is a poem I wrote while grappling with the Pearls concept. This is the story of my journey. I hope you will join me in choosing to find Pearls in Hollywood’s seemingly endless sea of sand.
Maybe the world isn’t out to get us.
And maybe its adages can have our trust.
People, not just Christians are made in His own reflection.
Yet, when the world speaks, we react with such rejection.
But imagine Continue reading
Hello blog readers! I can’t even begin to explain how long it has taken me to finally sit down and start writing this introductory blog entry. I have, I suppose, so feared that people might write unkind things about my writing, or think me unkind in what I’ve written. And I have thus been very apprehensive at the prospect of sharing my apparent talent for writing and observation.
So, please, do try to bear with me. There will be times I will sound vaguely Old-Englishy, even Jane Austenesque, and still more times where I may sound so laid back as to seem lazy or uneducated. Again, I hope you’ll bear with me! This is a test for me, finally pushing myself to write. I invite constructive criticism, but will not publish comments with outright criticism of me, specific blog content, or any of my readers. This is an environment in which I hope to discuss the good in the world, in the context of the bad.
I call this concept Finding Pearls in a Sea of Sand. Continue reading