Tuesday, 25 October 2011


I often wonder if Christ longed to be understood. I wonder if he grew frustrated at the masses around him confusing their plans with his, calling him to an earthly kingdom when his home all along was in Heaven and  whose mission was an eternal one.  Did he ever grow weary of the constant barrage of people wanting his physical healing power only to dismiss the possibility that these miracles merely pointed to his Deity? Surly, in some way it had to be, on a human level, very hard to always be on the outside, to always be "that guy."

I look at Jesus' life and see that even his family and his closest of friends didn't really understand what he was about until after he gave his life up on the cross. I see that his focus really was on his Heavenly Father where he drew his strength from, in each moment. And from this I am comforted.

Though, the desire inside my heart to be understood is almost as great as my desire for easy, taking the road less traveled is one of grace...and peace...and joy. These 6 Popes are in good company.

I lift up my eyes to the hills.
   From where does my help come?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
   who made heaven and earth
~ Psalm 121:1-2

301. air conditioning
302. sleeping children
303. chic-fil-a (yes, this is pathetic...i know)
304. answered prayer; papa is doing well and back home
305. long walks
306. even the hard parts of being a mom
307. journey mercies for Justin: to San Antonio
308. swing sets with swings
309. longing for my real home
310. answered prayer; ashley's new job!!
311. skyping with family
312. Christ, emptying himself, coming to earth, dying for me, conquering death
313. starting again...forgiveness of my Father
314. talking to my dear sister
315. an unexpected encouraging phone call...thanks susanna!
316. watching, learning from other's who live not a bit understood 
317. sweet little boys

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