This morning when I stumbled out of bed, I went and sat in the chair in our living room, and cried for a good 20 minutes. Not because I was sad and lonely but because I was loved. What triggered my cry fest you may ask?
“Happy Thanksgiving Tom! I’m thankful for you! Have fun!” Elli Morscher
As children, when we fall down and scrape our knee, what do we do? We cry for our parents. In school when we can’t figure out a math problem, what do we do? Well, we don’t cry like babies anymore, but we still ask for help, in this case the math teacher. As a ceramic researcher when I don’t know I don’t understand my data, I go and ask my boss or one of my co-workers. I hope everyone sees the trend I am getting at. As people when we have problems we ask for help or advice. It’s simple human nature.
Recently I have been going through some problems and hardships in my life, and where did I go for answers? Well, I went to God. However, you may agree with Friedrich Nietzsche, who said “God is Dead,” if so, how can I go to God if he is dead?
16All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, 2 timothy 3:16 NIV
I have been trying to write a blog for almost 3 days now. However I cant find the words. Nothing I write seems to make sense. I will finish it eventually but for now I must let the pictures tell the tale.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. If that is true I have a book.
