Privacy

What are they doing on national television, airing their silly problems for everyone to witness? What happened to the desire for privacy, the very idea of it? Surely it is one thing to try to see ourselves as others see us and something else entirely to see ourselves only as others see us. What have we become that we achieve validation and credibility only through the eyes of others?

Someone is Watching

Pg. 92

Joy Fielding

This one stopped me in my tracks! So well-thought out; phrased. A pearl of wisdom regarding our culture of notoriety. Our insatiable need for attention; spotlight. I tweet, therefore I am. A camera follows my most mundane and trivial actions and interactions, so now I'm a celebrity. Wasn't notorious once a derogatory term?

no·to·ri·ous

nōˈtôrēəs/

adjective

1. famous or well known, typically for some bad quality or deed.

   "Los Angeles is notorious for its smog"

   synonyms:

   infamous, scandalous; More

Real Love

... Love has to be tough and uncomfortable, and it has to sting if it's going to prove to be real and last for the long haul. Love that's too timid to ache isn't love at all.

Pg. 31

The Rook

by Steven James

 

Well said. A jewel hidden in the pages of an FBI procedural novel.

 

Not the popular culture's view of love, for sure. But in the midst of months and months of walking alongside encouraging, questionning, and challenging my brother, it's the love he needs. And, it's the only love I can offer.

 

I've grieved his circumstances. I'm angry at his choices and lethargy. I've exhausted myself emotionally, but the anger has helped me to regain the healthy emotional distance I need for the long haul.

 

I can pray, but I'm done with the advice. He's extremely intelligent. He remembers much. He's heard it all. Taking action is his downfall.

 

Unglued: A Prayer

 

"God, I'm so tired of being hurt. I'm so tired of feeling distracted and discouraged by this(these) situation(s). Pour your lavish mercy on my heart and into this(these) hard relationship(s)... help me see how to separate myself graciously from this(these) constant source(s) of hurt in my life. It all feels impossisble...Reveal clearly how I can best honor You, even in this."

Lysa TerKeurst

Unglued

 

 

 

BIBLICAL GUILT: A play on words

I love quiet time. Truly. Sitting in one of the two chairs in my greatroom. It's a holy time and a blessing for me. Yet, getting started is always the hard part. Distractions. Priorities. Procrastination. It's really what I'd planned to be doing now...

READING

I've been doing a bit of reading--quite a bit. It's really my favorite pastime, but I never do it guiltlessly--even when I can. I choose to submerge myself in books when I need solitude and rest, when I'm traveling, and when I commute by train to jobs in the City. I'm a very fast reader, which is more bad news than good these days. It was great when I was a student and had required assignments, but now I run through about a book a day, and that is expensive and inconvenient.