I enjoy the ideation of holding on to God through the storms of life. I also love the imagery that God in His Holy Trinity is a strong foundation - like a rope made up of three parts braided together instead of one solid piece. I wish that holding on to this rope through the storms of life described me more often. Sometimes...well...most of the time, I dont. Its hard. My default tendency is to let go of the rope. Its my first primal reaction. More often than not, I allow the storm to consume me. I feel like somehow, some way, I will find peace if I just go ahead and lay down here in the comfort...of its turmoil. I close my eyes, feel its wind, and feel every hurt. I open my ears and focus in on its rushing sounds, searching for that peace. In sharing these storms with others, I have come to experience two types of people. What I need are people that will wake me, pick me up, and place my hand on the rope. What I dont need are people that will take me further away. The easiest person to find is the one that will offer you a lighter rope, an easier rope, a different rope. A rope for you to hold on to that seems life-saving to them - experiences, pleasures, even them. But sometimes. Sometimes. Sometimes youll find a person that knows the strongest rope out there. The Good rope. They help you to find it. Lead you to it. They place your hands on it for your sake, not theirs. You may think they are always a certain type of person. You may even have them in your mind right now. You may think they have certain kinds of qualities. You may be thinking of those right now. You may think they believe in certain things. You may know what those are right now. But sometimes. Sometimes. They dont. And the Good rope is still the same. julizzasblog.blogspot/2014/09/the-good-rope.html
Posted on: Wed, 03 Sep 2014 19:23:38 +0000
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