Sunday, April 02, 2006

WHAT ON EARTH MADE ME SO SURE?

Sean wrote: If I actually thought that "taking up the cross" mattered, I would keep trying to do so. I thought I was doing that all those years that I was being dishonest with my wife (and myself). I thought that trying to be faithful to her was taking up a cross of sorts. I thought that trying to live the Christian life, worshipping, studying the Bible, trying to grow in the faith-- all while nursing those nagging feelings of God's absence from my life-- I thought that was my cross.

Tune in next week when the Troll finds a way to make good on the apology he owes Sean...
Short form: My determination to take up a particular cross is beginning to look more and more like nailing at least one other person to it. That not only makes it VERY hard to take up, but it begins to look more and more like a perversion of language. I am going to have to think long and hard about this one.
[No "long and hard" jokes, please. This is deadly serious.]

2 comments:

  1. Short answer:
    I spoke like I knew what I was talking about when I was looking at about half the picture [that's my own picture I'm talking about: the one Dorian Gray kept IN HIS CLOSET]. It's all about suffering, though, and who decides who suffers, like I said in my post.

    Teaser:
    Life has a way of leaping out at you and biting you in the ass. Don't expect a post any time soon. I have just leaped off a very tall cliff and am descending at very high speed toward something I can't see.
    Cheers
    yrTROLL

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  2. You know I am waiting breathelessly while you free fall buddy.

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