If your right hand causes you to sin, chop it off.
If your eye causes you to sin, pluck it out.
I look up into the points of the pins hovering above my pupils and see only selfishness and pain as motivation. If Oedipus isn't my example, who is?
For my yoke is easy and my burden is light. But a "yoke" is difficult, and a "burden" is heavy. Cast your cares upon the Lord, for he will deliver you in the time of bondage. But my arms are tied to my side; I can't throw anything anywhere.
I'm supposed to trust in God and he'll deus ex machina me to safety, right after I chop it out or pluck it off.
If you love me, you will obey my commandments, for by grace you are saved by faith, not works, lest any man should boast.
Sola fide.
Sola scriptura.
Sola difficult decisions and contradictions.
It's harder to have faith than to sin, because nobody's tempting you to believe.
That last statement is so true...
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to write something of worth while struggling with something that makes no sense.
ReplyDeleteHooray, Robby, putting yourself in horrible situations.
I generally tell people I don't ever want a romantic relationship, simply because I know it would be easier to stay alone. My heart simply couldn't survive offering itself to someone only to be told yet again that it wasn't good enough. I hurt myself as much as I can so that when other people hurt me, it won't hurt so much.
ReplyDeleteAnd yet . . .
I can just picture God standing up in Heaven offering Himself, hoping, wishing, begging that you'll think it's good enough. It means heart-pain and difficulty and confusion, but maybe-- just maybe-- the joy, the completeness, will be enough.
Yeah, that was ridiculous. Sorry.
No. Not ridiculous. Relationships are hard and scary.
ReplyDeleteMost of my favorite things are things that don't make sense. (And here comes some real ridiculousness.) They mean that circles and connections are coming. And I like circles--and connections.
William Blake would hate you, if you like circles.
ReplyDeleteI like circles, too. ^_^
ReplyDeleteWilliam Blake hates everybody.