So it has been... a while since I have written on here. I have much to explain, and tell of what God has done and is doing. But I decided to just post something i wrote in my journal this morning after walking around Norristown. Walk with me won't you?
Thursday September 8, 2011
Thanks to the suggestion of a friend I went on a prayer walk this morning. In all honesty, though, I really mostly just thought about things. I thought about brokenness alot. LORD how brokenness like floods humanity, how you know it fills every home and every life and yet we do our best to hide it, to look like we have everything together. I donno I want to like, scream, because I see this and know that there has to be more. My heart, my body,...my soul knows within me that this is not how it was meant to be and it just makes me want to scream. I was thinking about why some people are more impoverished than others. Like why is half of the world starving while in our country we have fancy restaurants where we eat fancy cheese cake? But,...aren't we all really living in poverty? So maybe those countries around the world have less food and money, but what about Americans living in emotional poverty, living in"communal poverty"......relational poverty. LORD what a mess. I see this and honestly I'm frozen in my tracks because I don't know where to start, LORD, I don't know how to start.
