Faith is a really personal thing. It is changing and growing and ebbing and flowing.
The older I get the more I see how huge the realm of faith and belief truly is.
And the older I get, the more I am okay with it.
Train up a child in the way he should go,
And when is is old he will not depart from it.
I totally and completely took this verse to heart.
I thought it was a promise.
But I'm not sure if it is a promise or if it is just wise, hopeful advice.
In growing up we go thru so much.
I am still growing up and trying to take it all in. Life experiences sometimes make me feel stronger and sometimes weaker.
I guess that's what helps me understand how others may feel.
I tell you about this because of an exchange between Katie and me this morning.
She was moaning about her half day of school today. She would have rather have stayed home.
Mass, Lenten retreat and then stations of the cross.
Big lent celebration before Easter break.
Many of the girls in her class as skipping and heading to Florida.
She wishes she was one of them.
But we are not going to Florida and she is Mary in the 'stations'.
So school it was for her.
Of course I don't want her to have a bad attitude. Her teacher's work hard to make it nice and for heaven's sake...this is Easter.
But when you are 14 you want to have fun.
Rarely is church fun.
And so I said, "Dying on the cross was not a blast."
That's all I could come up with.
But there really was nothing fun about dying on the cross. It was horrible.
I will remember what Jesus did for me a sinner on that day so long ago.
And I will remember that he rose.
It's as simple and hard as that.
Encourage one another,