I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
The dialogue in my head
There there are
that cast of characters
who inhabit my mind
sometimes it seems miraculous that so many
people can fit in there
so many voices.
It would be nice if they were consistent
but alas
they are not
"You are God's child"
"You are inherently flawed"
"You are forgiven"
"You are totally screwed"
Sometimes I wish I could "cut out"
surgically
those voices I don't like
Just ignore them
Like I might ignore an irritating person on Facebook
Perhaps I could even "unfriend" them
But alas
That is not the way it works
Instead I must enter into dialogue with those characters
those voice
I must say to them, "let's talk!"
Perhaps what I need is a chat room in my mind
a place to not only listen
but in safety
to talk
to challenge
To say to that voice
that would deny grace
"Hey, you are a liar"
There are so many lies in my head
I think perhaps
Some of my characters are politicians
I must be on speaking terms with all of them
When I am unsettled I must say
"Who inside me is feeling this?"
"Who is confused?"
"Who is scared?"
I must find that voice
That person
and enter into
dialogue
it is in dialogue
that forgiveness
healing
resolution
come
Bring it on!
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I call it the itty bitty shitty committee that sets on my shoulder and tells me ain't nothing gonna turn out right. I use "I can do all things through Christ that strengthens me" "For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come,
ReplyDeletenor height, nor depth, nor any other creation, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Sometimes I just reach up brush off my shoulder and tell them to leave me alone.