Check out these five posts to get to know me. The real me.
I’m so glad to have a number of new readers to this blog. I started seriously blogging and writing in November of last year. I found out I was alright at it and from then on…it’s been full-speed ahead. I’ve been putting out a lot of material. Some probably has gotten lost in the fray. If you’re a new reader, I welcome you and hope you find something that resonates for you.
I’m on a constant journey in my faith. I am evermost in search of truth. The truth is in God and the truth is God. From my experiences in growing up a Christian to the path I’m on now in the Orthodox way, I’m constantly growing in the truth. It’s deep large and expansive, just like God is.
Here are five posts I think you might find worth your time. Enjoy!
I was raised in a great Christian home. My mom and dad are both outstanding in their love of Christ. They have remained faithful in some of the toughest situations and I am grateful for how they raised me to know Christ as my Lord and Savior. That being said, I grew up in a non-denominational environment which at times would leave me spiritually exhausted. I felt spiritually OCD sometimes as I would jump from one program to the next trying to find a way to go deeper in my walk with Christ. I know I sucked at reading scripture and praying every day. I always felt a bit inadequate to some of my peers in youth group. I would hear stories of kids evangelizing to their whole classes and as a homeschooled teenager, that seemed like a redundant thing to do from my side.
Today, as I was holding my two year old son in my arms, I was wondering what kind of man I aspired him to be. Do I want him to be successful? Or just a nice guy? Or a fighter? Or a moral man? Then a more frightening thought entered my mind…he’ll probably be a lot like me.
The environment of social networking and 24 hour showcasing of our lives online can breed new insecurities for a lot of people by making the aesthetics of our life seem austere to the plain observer. Even to our friends and family, we are able to show beautiful Instagrammed photos of our child, but those same people don’t see a picture of your kid screaming like a banshee with snot running down his/her face. We essentially “airbrush” our lives to those around us by creating an aesthetic that displays the perfection in our lives and ignores the ugliness. I think a lot of this comes from the more commercialistic aspects of our society which are saturated with pristine, manicured images.
4. Joy Awaits
For many in the world today, the biggest question about God in this world is “why does He allow suffering”? For awhile, it didn’t make sense to me either. I had read Job, but that seemed to only make me think that God never wanted to be questioned for the problem of suffering. I heard all the platitudes about Christ’s being beaten and spit on as being equal to our own suffering and while that may seem comforting to some, it didn’t answer anything for me. I did not see how Christ’s own suffering had any equivalence to the suffering of someone like Amanda Berry, who was raped repeatedly for over 10 years while barely ever seeing the light of day in a Cincinnati basement by an evil man, or of the tens of thousands lost in the typhoon in the Philippines.
Awhile ago, I went to the DMV to renew my driver’s license. When they handed me the shiny new plastic card with my sour photo on it, I saw a big letter next to my name. The letter signified that I was different from the other drivers on the road and had a disability. I noticed it then more than I ever had before and I kept staring at it, pondering what it stood for.