I have to admit how weird it feels to write again. I’ve been away for a couple of months because of the many things I was tending to.
At first it was because of a conference that happened last August. Then it became about work, women from my small group, family matters, singles ministry, helping a couple of friends, and the list goes on. Before I knew it, everything snowballed into this pile of “stuff” I had to attend to.
I’ve got a major event coming up in August, and even as early as now, I’m already fighting for some time to still write. So from now up to August, the only time I can find to think about my articles is when I’m in the restroom. Not very inspiring, I know.
I once heard that busyness is one threat to our spirituality. I instantly thought, okay great the lesson here is to never make yourself too busy. After that, I dismissed busyness as evil, to the point where I was already apologizing in advance to God for the months ahead.
Have you ever argued with another Christian over opposing views? Or ever tried stopping another Christian from doing something you don’t necessarily agree with?
I’m not talking about those questions that the Bible obviously calls sin like “Is it wrong to steal money even if you don’t get caught?”. I’m talking about those tricky questions like, “How far is too far to go when dating?”
These issues are of the messy kind and they bring with it a lot of different, opposing views. And because of the wide range of answers we may get from people, there’s a tendency to get into an argument or two over these.
Before I left the house*, I saw Daisy, my dog, beckoning me over for a goodbye. I couldn’t resist. I went back to her, and gave her a belly rub. That was when I felt it.
I came from the wake of one of my officemates last night*. She was 29 years old; a sweet, creative girl. The first person I knew from her department.
What particularly struck me about last night was the eulogy several of her high school and college friends gave. They painted a picture of the woman a lot of the audience knew and grown to love. For others who weren’t as close to her, it was a pleasant surprise to hear a wittier, playful side of her.
Then it got me thinking.