Just finished reading a couple chapters of "Searching For God Knows What," by Donald Miller. He's the same guy who wrote "Blue Like Jazz." I don't know if I posted after reading that book, but I'm feeling much of the same after reading this one.
I just feel raw. Emotionally bare...like someone just pulled apart all the B.S. the fakeness, all the religion, activities, responsibilities, and just said things for what they are.
I think the best part of this is that I feel like the sense of wonder has been restored again. The wonder of living, that God reached down 2000 years ago and sent His Son to restore a relationship that was so messed. I don't know why I'm posting, I just feel that I have to say something, somehow attempt to put words to something that will never be adequately described by an arrangement of letters.
After reading stuff like this, I think I need to write more. Not necessarily here, but just in general. This quote seems to identify it:
Moonstone Mick: it is important that you can put what u feel in words
Moonstone Mick: truly identify what you're feeling or else it will just turn into frustration
I find that I don't post here as often anymore, other than putting down what I'm reading. I don't think readers mind too much...after all, there are much more interesting people to hear from on a variety of topics than myself spouting off. :) But to go off what sanachan articulated much better, I think just need an uninterrupted place to babble on and know that there are people crazy enough to read it.