When we encounter
the major and minor difficulties of life, we choose our response. We compare things sometimes to limit the
impact of what we are feeling. When we
make great comparisons, they are often used to diffuse the situation instead of
engaging with it. The thought with which
I struggle is that sometimes it is the end of the world.
Death and other severe
loss can seem like the end of the world.
It can feel like your entire life is being destroyed. I have seen friends die, go to prison, lose a
loved one, and fail at the things that really matter. It does indeed feel like the world is ending. It is usually not, but what if it is?
The great pains may
change the world as we know it. They
hurt us and sometimes tear us down to the foundation. Our world may be changed forever in an instant. We receive news that crumbles our reality
and devastates our hearts. The things we love and trust are challenged. We find out just who we are even if we do not
wish to know it.
Again, I ask, what
if it is the end of the world? Is that
not supposed to be what we desire anyway?
Is not our path headed toward this world being restored to goodness and
right? When the things that cannot last are
gone that which remains is also that which sustains.
I think of Job,
losing everything in a day including the children he loves. Devastation visits him in waves and tries to
drown him. Those who are supposed to
love and restore him instead of accusing and revile him. He becomes sick. He sits down in the ashes of his life, refusing
to blame God for his ills; refusing to lose faith.
We are all waiting for
God, Dear Reader. Even if we do not
admit it, we are on a journey to the end of the world as we know it. It gets better and even in the darkest deadliest
times, there is hope. The things that
seem like the end of the world, large or small, are part of what is used to get
us there. We do not have to ignore the
pain but we can see that even the horrors have light beyond their vile shadows. You cannot have shadows if there is no light.
I know you carry
pain and sorrow Dear Reader. I know that
I have caused this for others. I love
you and work daily to be better than I was.
At the end of all things we will be at peace with all that has gone
before, so, why not practice being at peace with it and with each other
now? I am willing whether you are or
not. We can talk about it as we journey together. No matter what you are going through, I value
your company and conversation.
This is the Stuff – Francesca Battistelli
I lost my keys in
the great unknown
And call me please 'cause I can't find my phone
And call me please 'cause I can't find my phone
This is the stuff
that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use
Forty-five in a
thirty-five
Sirens and fines while I'm running behind
Whoa
Sirens and fines while I'm running behind
Whoa
This is the stuff
that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use…
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use…
…To break me of
impatience
Conquer my frustrations
I've got a new appreciation
It's not the end of the world
Oh Oh Oh
Conquer my frustrations
I've got a new appreciation
It's not the end of the world
Oh Oh Oh
This is the stuff
that drives me crazy
This is the stuff
Someone save me
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
And I've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use
This is the stuff
Someone save me
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
And I've gotta trust You know exactly what You're doing
It might not be what I would choose
But this is the stuff You use
Oh oh oh oh
This is the stuff You use
This is the stuff You use
Wishing you joy in
the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus
said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of
Christ’s rule of the universe is like a homeowner. He liberally hands out new
and old things from his great treasure store.”
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Contacts for Aramis
Thorn:
Bookings: aramisthorn@aramisthorn.com
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