This blog is an opportunity to let you in on how I see the world, and to listen to your responses.I came across this quotation this morning and it struck me as true at a profound level.
"The question is not what you look at—but how you look and whether you see." - Thoreau
I have been given a new burden to carry, and I must admit at first I wanted to fold up in the fetal position. I wanted God to let me just stop caring. I did not want to watch what was unfolding. But I had a moments grace where I realized that this unbearable load is what I am being asked to learn from. And so I learn.
ReplyDeleteDon't lose heart. Christ is our companion
ReplyDeleteThe first thing that came to mind was a quote that I remember (altho' I don't know the author) which is a turn on "I'll believe it when I see it" to "I'll see it when I believe it".
ReplyDeleteDear Villageidiot: (whoever you might be) Your name bothers me...you are insightful, sensitive and might I say "smart"...just a thought.
Lynn of 60....I concur, as I have thought of the deep insight, and beuatiful writing of our "villageidiot" blog-friend...what a wonderful addition to the conversation of life!
ReplyDeleteDear Lynn and Laura
ReplyDeleteI laugh at my mistakes - eventually. I have been a bonafied idiot many times in my life, and this admission has served me well.
Maybe I will go through a name changing ceremony. (I would really miss the idiot, but maybe the idiot and I have reached our fork in the road)I have started my own blog, and I realize that my usual sense of humor may not suit what I would now like to do.
I have been using that name for a long time, and one thing I notice is that almost everyone will avoid calling me an idiot. They use the initials VI or they refer to me as Village. That in itself has been a learning experience. It says something about human nature in a world where it would be easy to doubt the innate goodness of people. Most people will lift another up, when they sense that person is down. It's an instinct, and that must speak of who we are called to be. It goes against all our natural instincts to leave our wounded on the field.