Now I walk back, and the remnant is waiting, but I am full. I want no more of the sadness and unhappiness. I no longer want to spice my life with anger, fear, or loneliness.
And yet, I pick up my sorrow and chew again, hoping to reach the end.
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This was pretty. In a sad sort of way. It feels familiar.
ReplyDeleteOkay, so there's this giant picture and when the contrast is off, everything is just dark or just bright, and you can't see anything, and those pictures are no fun, and everybody deletes them. So you make the thing balanced between light and dark so you can actually see something, and it turns out to be pretty great.
Yeah, that's enough.
First thought: A magical refrigerator with an everlasting supply of beer.
ReplyDeleteSecond: Haluska's eskimo vs. wolf story.
Third: Bob Slocum, Something Happened, Joseph Heller.
Fourth: Nice analogy, Janelle. (Though I think that sort of picture must only work in this world.)
Um. . . was that helpful or just observant?
ReplyDeleteObservant, I think--or obviously, since you had to ask the question.
ReplyDeleteI'm not entirely sure who's asking what to whom, so I'll pretend I can answer.
ReplyDeleteWhat is helpful is what actually HELPS. So, you know, that is different for different people, depending on what help they need.
I love your thoughts, Brooke! You're probably right. Although I do think we may appreciate Heaven and the new earth more after what we've been through.
Definitely we'll appreciate it more. If we wouldn't, why would we want to go there?
ReplyDeleteWhat I mean is, maybe we'll appreciate it more than we would have had we never been through all these tragedies.
ReplyDeleteLike if Adam and Eve had never sinned.
Like maybe God really does make bad things into good things.
ReplyDeleteYou know, I think he really does.
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