Micah Morphosis

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it's really winter

January 18, 2007

yup, winter made it around to my neck of the woods. I’ve been thinking about my days in Spain more these days as the temperature dips farther and farther below zero. it’s been a while since I’ve written. Life has been pretty hectic and transient. I recently planted myself in a purple house where i live with four roommates (it’s nostalgic for me, growing up in a big household). I also changed positions from full time coffee slinger to part-time baker, full-time musician. I’ve had a lot of time to reflect and a lot of time to interact with the lovely people God has put in my life. At times also having opportunity to share my faith and hope in Jesus. But, at the same time I’m trying to answer these questions and doubts people have about God, I discover tucked away down deep inside of me, questions and doubts that have remained unanswered. I know in my heart that God is just. It’s an aspect of His character that He’s proven to me time and time again. But it’s proof that lacks the language to explain to questioning friends. If i could just plug their brain into mine, it would be easier. But alas, I am limited to the english language as we know it. The people i talk to are really searching for something real and tangible inside of them to grab a hold of. How do I answer the question: Why does God allow innocent children to suffer?. I can and have pulled out the “free will” claim. But if we were to believe that God is All-Powerful, than it’s not logical to believe that He couldn’t just step in with His big foot and stop all the injustice. This whole issue is something my mind can’t seem to wrap around. My heart and spirit seem to be okay with some answer they were given in the past. It’s my mind that struggles. I know God suffers to His children hurting because I’ve felt this as I’ve gazed through glazed eyes at the ratty haired children and held their skinny bodies in my arms. I know this is the reason why He sent his Son Jesus, to give us all the chance to choose Life again.
It’s undeniable, I am born into a flawed existance.
There’s a part of you and me that’s always putting up resistance.
Why does it take a conscience thought to show kindness to a stranger?
With all the safe tings that I’ve bought, I still feel like I’m in danger.
As I continue on this path I’ve choosen and am continually being guided down, I come to find that mysteries lerk in the trees. Sometimes they show their face, other times all I can do is keep my eyes on the One that holds the Truth. It’s a struggle for me not to feel apathetic when i come to this point. But my Hope, Faith and Love remains. What more could one ask for?

Posted by Marygrace on January 18, 2007 09:36 PM