tonight, i was yearning for inspiration. after a somewhat monotonous day, I went down to my bookshelf tonight, and began pulling off of the shelf, my favorites.
when i read, i’m an active reader. i underline. i underline the truths that speak to me. these underlinings speak so much louder after time has passed, and they are revisited.
i’m finding that words i underline in a book capture a moment of my journey. they tell a little story of where I was at in that point of my life.
i first read lauren winner’s “girl meets God” when i was a junior in college. story of conversion from judaism to christianity. i am completely enamored with other people’s stories. we are all on a journey, and i am convinced we all must be sharing what we have learned and are learning along the way.
we must share the pieces of ourselves that are shredded. in rob bell’s “drops like stars” he talks about how in making a rug, traditionally, native american’s would leave a part of it, a corner of it, unfinished.
“because that’s where they believe the Spirit enters.”
it is in the unfinished, blemished, shredded pieces of ourselves where we find that we are actually in the process of being put back together again.
We have pain, yet we also have redemption.
We are wanderers, and yet we are also on our way home.
We have shreds, but we also have patches.
We must tell the stories of redemption, and grace. Of joys and purposes, of triumphs.
i must tell the story of how i am lost and found.
in reading what i underlined, many years ago, i began to remember.
so here’s to remembering. here’s to capturing life. capturing the shreds, the patches, and the process of being pieced back together again.
I hate to be the one, but ummmmmm, you need to update yo! LOL!
i concur with Brad. update? i vote yes. 🙂