Redeemed Clay

Redeemed - to be set free, rescued or ransomed. Clay - earthy material. mud.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Honestly...

The past week it seems like the focus has been on raw prayer and reflection in my life. I’ve realized I really do stuff and hide many of my thoughts, feelings, emotions, shortcomings, areas I want to grow in, etc from everyone. Over the past years some have come to the surface and close friends have been gracious enough to listen, reprove, and challenge me. But there has always been chunks of me that I am afraid to face, afraid to speak out loud, afraid of being judged, -- I guess just generally afraid. Or things that I am working on and for a while I’ll do fine and then back to the same old stuff. Stuff I would think I would and should have a handle on by now. I mean really, I’ve known God for over 25 years – you’d think I’d be excited about Him and having quiet times. But most of the time I say a little prayer, read a few verses maybe and then fall asleep. Ofcourse I hide this like all get out b/c it’s freaking painful and shameful to admit to my friends. I believe the lie that they won’t love me if they know, or they have their lives together so they couldn’t possibly understand. Most of the time I don’t think I really accept grace. Some days it feels like grace is for everyone but me. I acknowledge that makes no sense logically though. Also this is not an everyday, all the time feeling or state of mind. Some days I have awesome prayer times and really connect with God. I think I am afraid of people thinking what I write in my blog is a permanent state of mind/life/heart. It’s not. It’s just where I am right now. This week I’ve also been working through “expectations.” What I expect from friends mainly. And when they disappoint me how am I to react. Do I speak to them? Do I extend a butt load of grace and overlook it. Do I do a combination of both? What if they are too busy to actually speak to me? I have found myself focusing on all their positive attributes and know that even when they disappoint me its not a permanent statement of what they think of me or our friendship. Yep, I really do have good friends through this crazy thing I call life.

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6 Comments:

  • At Monday, February 26, 2007 6:12:00 PM , Blogger ellenbo said...

    great blog, michele, i love the glimpses of raw honesty and you do a great job articulating lots of stuff that i've felt as i continue to stuggle through pharisee-ism and outward compliance (or non-compliance) with little actual desire...and rejecting grace for myself, fearing others...you know, the usual.... oh and i still love you :-)

     
  • At Tuesday, February 27, 2007 11:37:00 AM , Blogger ellenbo said...

    okay, so i couldn't figure out what "uushe" was, until i realize you nayray figured out what i could not...how to write out uushe or uzhe, as in "usual" cool. michele your comment board has now morphed into orthography experimentation zone....

     
  • At Tuesday, February 27, 2007 11:03:00 PM , Blogger michele said...

    girls - you are welcome to use your big words on my blog. :0) you're adorable. both of you.

     
  • At Wednesday, February 28, 2007 12:57:00 PM , Blogger ellenbo said...

    yeah, this is fun! and thanks for the explicit permission, michele....mcsmartalot??? nice.

     
  • At Monday, April 16, 2007 3:10:00 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    yes, the uushe. i also appreciate the honesty, and for the record i also often believe the lie that my friends will be dissappointed in me if they know that i am not perfect. i just encourage you on in this understanding of yourself, because in truth, none of us will ever know your heart. it sincerely and wonderfully is between you and god. i fully support you in this exporation and if you should need to vent on the phone as well, i am here. tell me to stop asking questions and listen and i will do my absolute best:)to meet your needs.

     
  • At Monday, April 16, 2007 3:11:00 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    you, ellenbo, have surpassed me linguistically once again with your eruditicalness. i confess that uzhe, or uszhe perhaps, oh i think i like mine better. nevermind, i'm more mcsmartalot. i really like the chat posting! is there a way in this world?!btw, i highly recommend the vanilla a'lmondo odwalla soyproteindrink. anyone who reads this and has no idea who i am and is offended by my messing with the sanctity of post-responses please let me know, including you michelebell. i am open to change, that's what they call me, open. . .whoa. . wait. . .i don't think that's right.

     

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