I am quite certain that as sins go mine could be worse. But, that misses the point! The point IS that they are Mine and they are tired of being ignored and locked up. They want to come up and be dealt with — or at least acknowledged. That requires of me both personal Courage and personal Respect.
But, we do need to dredge out Rocks of Regret, Resentment and Rage . . . to have the waters flow. In me, the Water often trickles. I am semi-willfully blind to all the rocks I have buried, covered over . . . or made idols and altars of.
I cannot stop Time. I cannot fix all the ills of the world, or of my family or of myself .
There is nothing more sobering — and useful –than failure!
People like me — raised as a good Episcopalian — don’t much care for the word Sin. But, I sure do identify with FALLING SHORT OF THE GLORY OF GOD!
Good Morning, God! I was thinking of using photos of Sunrises or Rainbows for this morning’s blog. But it feels as if You have selected this small flower — blooming in a small crack between the concrete wall and the…