It is very easy to feel in love with God when you feel in love with a person.
It is not so easy to feel in love with God, or even enormously loved by God, when you feel rejected by a person. Or persons. Or many people. 3 at least.
I have the knowledge that Jesus loves [...]
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Are you there God? It’s me, Mari.
Posted in God, beauty, memory, music, relationships, things that make me sad on June 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
What’s the deal with men and Flannery O’Connor?
Posted in God, memory, self-indulgence on March 23, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Also, what’s the deal with Coldplay? So much wailing and beats I can barely think straight.
Today is Easter Sunday. A beautiful, hopeful, beautifully hopeful day of TANGIBLE happiness.
No more of this “I vaguely remember happiness existing once in my life…I think it sort of feels the way I feel when I have a pound of [...]
Calme-toi, le ciel, calme-toi
Posted in French things, God, poetry on February 3, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Il contiue a neiger. Il est difficile de croire que la terre sera encore seche. Ces jours-ci, c’est toujours blanche. Chere neige, je t’aime, c’est vrai, mais arrete, s’il te plait. Arrete. Ca suffit. Tu es jolie, mais il y a beaucoup de choses qui sont jolis, qui ne fait mouiller pas mes chausseurs. C’est [...]
My Theology as Formed by Christmas Carols
Posted in God, beauty, music on December 25, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
“Joyful, all ye nations rise; join the triumph of the skies!”
“He rules the world with truth and grace, and makes the nations prove the glories of His righteousness and wonders of His love”
“Come all ye faithful, joyful, and trimphant”
“Long lay the world in sin and error pining til He appeared and the soul felt its [...]
Being 21 is a difficult thing
Posted in God, growing up, relationships, things that make me sad on December 20, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Growing up is very hard. Whenever I realize I’m not as kind, patient, or perpetually grateful as I hope to be, via an argument or fit of immature rage due to some tiny upset to my day, I feel brutally betrayed by my own idealization of myself. I wonder if the person I’m becoming is [...]
