I think my problem with keeping up with blogs is that I never feel like anything I have to say is that blogworthy. And if there IS something that's blogworthy, I feel like I'm not worthy of putting into words. Why does it matter? I'm not sure.
The other day at church the priest at the UCC gave a particularly good homily. He's probably normally good--I just rarely focus and pay attention. I'm normally just... staring at the floor. Or the ceiling. Or the Texas Revue shirt of the girl in front of me so I can look for Longhorn Singers on it. Anyway, he started off by talking about changes in the seasons. When he was younger, he'd look out his window and see all of the leaves falling off a tree. He said there was a bundle of leaves that just seemed to cling onto the tree. Everyday he'd wake up and cheer on those leaves that seemed so resistant to the changing of the seasons.
Then Spring came along and those leaves were still clinging onto this tree--this tree that was springing with new life! Beautiful green leaves! And yet, here's this bundle of dead leaves. It's hindering the tree of growing and breathing new life where there's this dead weight just clinging onto the tree and not letting go.
Moral of the story: Let go of all the dead weight that's holding you back from living life as best as possible.
This came right after I had a fairly difficult week dealing with the same kind of issues. That homily couldn't come at a better time. If I ever doubt that God really is listening and he really is there... I can just remember instances like this one. He's always there, I'm just not listening hard enough.
I'm probably staring at the ceiling.
