Archive for November, 2009

Cemetaries and Storage Units

There are self-storage units next to the cemetary where my mom is buried.

Sometimes I wonder if God could make his message any more obvious.

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Things have finally quieted down here. I wrote a few notes in my journal, read from Luke 12:35-48 and began reading some old Thanksgiving proclaimations. The following, from the Continental Congress, November 1, 1777, national Thanksgiving Day Proclamation, as printed in the Journals of Congress, stood out: "…that with one heart and one voice the good people may express the grateful feelings of their hearts, and consecrate themselves to the service of their divine benefactor; and that together with their sincere acknowledgments and offerings, they may join the penitent confession of their manifold sins, whereby they had forfeited every favor, and their humble and earnest supplication that it may please God, through the merits of Jesus Christ, mercifully to forgive and blot them out of remembrance;"

What I wrote in my journal tonight was about a growing lack of feeling thankful. I know we are supposed to be thankful in spite of feelings, but I would like those feelings back. I am sick of the way my life is. I do recognize things to be thankful for, but I lack humility and I am not sure my acknowlegements and offerings are sincere. My supplications are not sincere and I don’t see a pentitent person in the mirror.

I have allowed the worries of the world to choke me out. I’ve got emptiness where there should be gratitude.

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"We’re paratroopers. We’re supposed to be surrounded."




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