Confession

I just puked up a huge confession to a friend. I basically just shared all of my fears and struggles (or at least the conscious ones.) It was almost like I needed to confess it to my friend to be able to confess it to God. I needed help getting to the throne.

Sometimes the most freeing thing in the world is to voice your sins and fears and struggles. It makes them real for a second and it's scary as shit. And then comes the gift of repentance, which I so do not deserve. There truly is nothing like it. I still can't fully get a handle on God's grace; it just blows me away.

Another moment of awe.... I pray they never cease.

inTALLerance

the taller i get... or maybe it's older... the more tolerant i become of people who believe things outside of my morals, values and my faith... but the less tolerant i become of the people who share them. this puzzles me. i mean, i am pleased with the former, but disappointed in the latter. maybe it's because i hold them to a higher level of accountability. maybe it's because i am just an impatient, unfair little bastard. i'm not sure. i just know that my heart needs to change, so I am counting on God to soften it.