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Growing in the Spirit of Jesus Christ

Thursday, December 11, 2014


We all carry excess baggage.  The longer we live, the heavier that baggage becomes.  Soon we become ships at anchor, staying in safe waters, never to sail far from where we are comfortable, nursing the few things that bring us temporary escape and some form of happiness.  Restricting us from experiencing new adventures, we deprive ourselves of any possible new found joy.  I understand but still find it terribly sad.  Friendships are like that.  We hold on to a few and hope not to lose any of those.  Possible new friends are kept under constant scrutiny as the baggage of the past throw up new barriers for future growth and weigh us down with imaginary storms. Eventually, if we are not careful, we can no longer move forward, even if we want to.  We become like the turtle with his shell, slowly testing each new step forward, and retreating back to safety with each and every new possible threat.  In time we never leave our shell.  

"It was a day in the life
Full of sadness and of strife
You never thought you'd make it through
Feeling people think the worst of you
Although it isn't always said
The nightmares follow you to bed
And when you dream it haunts you still
It holds you down against your will
So many tears have drowned your past
But the suffocating wouldn't last
One day you woke and saw the truth
Of the pain and suffering that stole your youth
Something special made you well
It broke that sad and awful spell
You new at once it wouldn't end
The happiness given by a true friend."
- Author Unknown

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