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|…as we forgive those who trespass against us|
my Good Shepherd has been toying with me lately. He has been taking all my toys away and i have been pouting. this morning as i walked into the portico of my family’s home, i saw the table set beautifully at the front of the sanctuary. i will be forgoing that i thought to myself as i turned down the stairs and under them. my girls and i have been studying prayer these past 4 weeks. this morning was the second to last session on the Lord’s Prayer, so we were talking about forgiveness and confession. heh. you’re funny! see me laughing? i said.
He and i have already had a fun and exciting weekend together. on friday night, at around 3:00am, shuddering uncontrollably in my bed, unable to remove the profusion of troubling thoughts from my head, i had begun to be frustrated. so here we are again i fumed, one of these ‘let’s stay up all night because you’ve made katie’s life suck to afford us these bonding moments together.’ all about me relying on you to fall asleep…bla bla. but the thing is, you never actually *show* *up*! (we’ve been over this.) i’m always like, ‘ok, i need you, i cant fall asleep without you’ but you never actually let me sleep. oh! yea! that’s a challenge! we giggled together quietly when my alarm woke me up a few hours later.
the sermon this morning was about lent. more specifically, removing the distractions we use to avoid pain. he actually preached about my anesthetic. seriously? seriously! this was getting ridiculous. the thing that i realized, that sucks, is that i cannot actually give up my morphine drip for lent. *everything* is my morphine. kissing, alcohol, TV, music, friends, work, homework, food, sleep….and the list goes on forever. so i think this year, instead of cutting something out, i am considering putting something in. an hour a day perhaps. one full hour every single day to remove everything.
every anesthetic.
just me.
and my ache.
and my Shepherd.
abba. (inhale.)
i belong to you.
(exhale.)
|to discuss next time:|
my new living room
my roommate’s new addiction to grey’s anatomy
my top 5
the latest i have ever slept in. ever.
my somewhat cryptic post from 2/2
life
the universe
and everything
my Good Shepherd has been toying with me lately. He has been taking all my toys away and i have been pouting. this morning as i walked into the portico of my family’s home, i saw the table set beautifully at the front of the sanctuary. i will be forgoing that i thought to myself as i turned down the stairs and under them. my girls and i have been studying prayer these past 4 weeks. this morning was the second to last session on the Lord’s Prayer, so we were talking about forgiveness and confession. heh. you’re funny! see me laughing? i said.
He and i have already had a fun and exciting weekend together. on friday night, at around 3:00am, shuddering uncontrollably in my bed, unable to remove the profusion of troubling thoughts from my head, i had begun to be frustrated. so here we are again i fumed, one of these ‘let’s stay up all night because you’ve made katie’s life suck to afford us these bonding moments together.’ all about me relying on you to fall asleep…bla bla. but the thing is, you never actually *show* *up*! (we’ve been over this.) i’m always like, ‘ok, i need you, i cant fall asleep without you’ but you never actually let me sleep. oh! yea! that’s a challenge! we giggled together quietly when my alarm woke me up a few hours later.
the sermon this morning was about lent. more specifically, removing the distractions we use to avoid pain. he actually preached about my anesthetic. seriously? seriously! this was getting ridiculous. the thing that i realized, that sucks, is that i cannot actually give up my morphine drip for lent. *everything* is my morphine. kissing, alcohol, TV, music, friends, work, homework, food, sleep….and the list goes on forever. so i think this year, instead of cutting something out, i am considering putting something in. an hour a day perhaps. one full hour every single day to remove everything.
every anesthetic.
just me.
and my ache.
and my Shepherd.
abba. (inhale.)
i belong to you.
(exhale.)
|to discuss next time:|
my new living room
my roommate’s new addiction to grey’s anatomy
my top 5
the latest i have ever slept in. ever.
my somewhat cryptic post from 2/2
life
the universe
and everything