(Plane-time reflections about someone) She's a walking war zone. Inside her head is a fiery battleground; there she wrestles with the doubts, anger, and confusions that compete with joy and compassion. She is honest. Absolutely. That is her burden. Most would settle for a winner, choosing to lose one or other battle simply to find the peace of surrender. She says "All I see and feel is real, and though I cannot understand, I will not hide from them." She walks through life leaving in her wake peace and transformation. She is not obvious to many, until they feel her touch. She takes into herself the strength from other's turmoil, leaving peace in it's place. She struggles, for the battles are exhausting, though most would not perceive it. In each situation she sees the edges; contrasts between good and evil, boundaries that outline the harsh realities hiding behind pervasive mists of supposed pleasure. She is gifted, though she denies it. She is blessed, though she would argue it. Yet she is simply trying to live as she was created to be. Those who would love her find they must share her angst, though they may wish to avoid it. Why, if we will do this with one who is here and now, will we not do this with Jesus?
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Probably the best therapy is to express yourself. Why do you think psychiatrists make you lie on the couch and talk, while all they do is murmur "hmmm", "uhuh", or "go on"? Archives
May 2017
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