Consumed In Christ

I saw something today... an alternate life, I guess you could say. I've had a long time friend who I had grown up with, who I have known since birth really. Our families were best of friends, our brothers were best friends and she was, if nothing else, a close friend. I held a deep care and concern for her life and prayed often for her as a child. I don't mean to meditate too much on this subject but I must get it off my chest. And forgive me, the few of you who understand more than the rest, for going on and on but I feel as if my point has not been properly received. It was her wedding today. And she was given to a man that I've never known but whose sight and smell cause me to ache, as only alcohol and smoldering tobacco can. I felt unhinged, like I had missed the opportunity to change what was and now what is. Many years back this young girl fell victim to an all too common disease called divorce. Her parents split and her life took a spin into world of pain and vacancy...

Turns out that this blog will, for the next 12 to 13 weeks, be used as a class project. However, this does not mean that I will be posting long mathematical formulas or long dissertations about why earthworms are essential for the preservation of our planet. Our assignment is to blog at least once a week for 12 weeks about our CLC experience and to inform others about who we are. I hope that all of you know me pretty well already, but for those who do not or would like to know me more... this is the lazy way to achieve that. :)  Either way, I've been faced with a decision. So to initiate this assignment I want to make it known that this is heavy upon my heart. Before I came to CLC it was my intention to go off to college at Southeastern University. I put a lot of thought into this desire, I applied, and I was accepted by the college. Turns out, however, that money was too much of an obstacle for me at the time, both in the physical manner and in the realm of my faith. So whether by...

Maybe I've finally understood it today, the reason why our passions seem so far removed from us. Maybe I see now why those things we desire the most are really the last things we will ever achieve.  I don't know if you've ever wondered why those things you do like drinking, or smoking, or being stupid always leave you wanting more of something... like it didn't really do its job? Or even in the secret when your looking at porn, or cutting, or just being stupid... again. I hope we've all realized at least some degree of this emptiness and longing for something more. Because if we ignore it then we're just telling ourselves that we're satisfied with who we are, where we are and what we're doing. And shouldn't we all be seeking to better ourselves, to overcome those things that remain in our path blocking our way to peace and joy. You know what I'm talking about. You know the irritating addiction of never having enough... We go through each day tryi...