don’t believe everything you think

January 29, 2008

I read that on a bumper sticker once. I wish I could take that advice to heart right now. It’s as though my mind is searching around for some new torturous thought or image to do battle with. Good lord, do I have to be such as expert at beating myself up?! It is amazing feat. I am able to conjure up the most exquisitely painful scene, the hook ever so sly and subtle, but once I take the bait. . .

I understand how people turn to Jesus, not that I’m going there, in hopes of alleviating their suffering, heal their addictions, restore their humanity damaged by stealing or cheating, redeem them from their cruelty. I understand it because the belief that there is something outside myself that’s gonna save me from me, man, that’s a very, very enticing idea.

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