Simple Thoughts

“It was a dark and stormy night…” As the majority of writers cringe at this obnoxious banality, I agree but then also think of days like today. Smoky, dark gray blurbs of cold wind that cover changing tree leaves take me back to the days of excellent reading time and harvest festivals on weekends. The air is ripe with adventure, but also heavy fear that I’m not measuring up occupationally.

Who was it that guaranteed I would plow eternal, nine-to-five bliss with my degrees? The American Dream, Gen-Y style, but definitely not Jesus. Jesus expresses his heart in this paraphrased manner:

“Take up that sometimes dull office job/person who drops bowling balls on the apartment floor above you/seven-day work week/unfair criticism/cross and follow Me. Which means inexhaustible grace, power, and gratitude.”

“Get off your self-obsessed, lazy tail and serve My children and make other people actually want to become Christians. Love them intentionally, and take the undeniable belief that I have every best interest in mind, and make it rain down on ’em.” (Okay, I took some liberties there…)

“You want to write and teach and speak beautiful French and learn more about soccer, and possibly play on a team. Stop waiting for people to praise you for these things. You know why? I can care less that you don’t have the position or achievement that you think you should. I love You because You are Mine.”

Glory is not something that belongs to myself, but I fight to maintain that dogma like a rabid animal. God fights for me to know striking, refreshing truth and to loaf in His perfect, best-timed light.


About violetprose

Writing pulls me out of myself and into a world of color. It soothes, encourages, and inspires, among other treasures. I use it to love, work, and play. I pray it breathes life and shares hope.
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