real life real relevance
The question I've been asking myself a lot lately is how to be real and relevant in this crazy world. This world is not a bad place, it has its moments of infinite beauty, but sometimes life can be so hard and real. I've been thinking a lot about college students and the lessons and values being shoved down our throats. We're force-fed the idea that if you don't network and don't do internships over the summer you won't get anywhere in life and we're taught to be completely self reliant. But the thing is, we're relational creatures. We aren't made to completely depend on ourselves, if we do, that is when we cave under the pressure of this world.
I want to be real in my relationships with others. I want to be loving to others, I want to love without an agenda. So much of the Bible talks about going out in love, but how often do we do that? And we do try to love, I feel like so much of it is with an agenda. But real love. With no agenda. Think about that. What would that look like? To be so filled with love that it just pours out into the lives of others and touches them in a way that leaves them forever changed.
The other thing I've been thinking about is suffering. We all have our own trials and periods of suffering we go through. Each of them is different and varies in levels of intensity, but we all go through those periods that shape us and make us into who we are suppossed to be. I realize that during a lot of my hard times I made the world center around myself and my hardships. And looking back, they weren't all that hard. Sure I feel like I had to grow up a little fast, but what child doesn't grow up fast in this world of so called maturity? There is no innocence and dependence anymore. This world is real and gritty and dirty to people starting from a very young age. But it's not all bad. I turn on the news and hear of horrifying events, of murders and rapes and wars and I wonder what time we are living in. But there is still so much beauty among the horror. Good times with friends, a laugh, the sweet innocence of young child untouched by the horrors of this world, and most beautiful of all, the true love of God that I have experienced and know in my life.
Tough times aren't bad times. They make us who we are. I saw Little Miss Sunshine this weekend and I was reminded that it was the times of trial that shaped me and made me into who I am. The years of suffering are some of the best years of our lives because they make us real and relevant, they shape us into who we are. Of course the good times without trial are wonderful, but the times of suffering have their own quiet beauty too. Life that is real and raw has a beauty that is so fierce that it carves out our being and we are refined in the fires.
In the big scheme of things, I see how short our times of trial are. This life here is just the blink of an eye. And when I think of eternity and how infinitely beautiful it will be because the times here on Earth shaped me and made me who I am and it was in those times that I learned what it was to truly rely on God and live a life that is completely His. All that I have experienced has just made me more confident in God and all that He is. He loves me and I am so precious to Him.
God's love is so real. It is so high and deep and wide and long and just much bigger than we are.
Beautiful truth.
I want to be real in my relationships with others. I want to be loving to others, I want to love without an agenda. So much of the Bible talks about going out in love, but how often do we do that? And we do try to love, I feel like so much of it is with an agenda. But real love. With no agenda. Think about that. What would that look like? To be so filled with love that it just pours out into the lives of others and touches them in a way that leaves them forever changed.
The other thing I've been thinking about is suffering. We all have our own trials and periods of suffering we go through. Each of them is different and varies in levels of intensity, but we all go through those periods that shape us and make us into who we are suppossed to be. I realize that during a lot of my hard times I made the world center around myself and my hardships. And looking back, they weren't all that hard. Sure I feel like I had to grow up a little fast, but what child doesn't grow up fast in this world of so called maturity? There is no innocence and dependence anymore. This world is real and gritty and dirty to people starting from a very young age. But it's not all bad. I turn on the news and hear of horrifying events, of murders and rapes and wars and I wonder what time we are living in. But there is still so much beauty among the horror. Good times with friends, a laugh, the sweet innocence of young child untouched by the horrors of this world, and most beautiful of all, the true love of God that I have experienced and know in my life.
Tough times aren't bad times. They make us who we are. I saw Little Miss Sunshine this weekend and I was reminded that it was the times of trial that shaped me and made me into who I am. The years of suffering are some of the best years of our lives because they make us real and relevant, they shape us into who we are. Of course the good times without trial are wonderful, but the times of suffering have their own quiet beauty too. Life that is real and raw has a beauty that is so fierce that it carves out our being and we are refined in the fires.
In the big scheme of things, I see how short our times of trial are. This life here is just the blink of an eye. And when I think of eternity and how infinitely beautiful it will be because the times here on Earth shaped me and made me who I am and it was in those times that I learned what it was to truly rely on God and live a life that is completely His. All that I have experienced has just made me more confident in God and all that He is. He loves me and I am so precious to Him.
God's love is so real. It is so high and deep and wide and long and just much bigger than we are.
Beautiful truth.