At
this point you are probably thinking, Mollie, is this whole blog really
gonna be about birds? It's not. Bear with me. You see, I've taken where
this blog is going several different ways. I can't seem to pick a way I
want to go, so you're getting all of my thoughts today. It's my blog. I
can do that.
There's
something our pastor said a couple weeks ago that has intrigued me ever
since. "The Christian walk is a marathon... Not a sprint." This is a
metaphor that I've never considered, but is 100% accurate. There are so
many tiny little mockingbirds that try and bring us down, daily, in our
walks. It might be past friendships that weren't good for you, past
choices that haunt you, unanswered questions that concern you, future
choices over finances, parents, or jobs. The good news is it's a
marathon... all you have to do is keep enduring.
Why
I blog. I've said it before.. And I will most likely keep saying it. I
blog for me. A record for myself. It's my recipe book, my memory lane,
and my detail keeper. Please don't misunderstand me.. I am so grateful
to have so many of you that tag along. I am astounded when I meet random people who tell me they love my blog. I think you're all crazy for
reading about my fairly average life. For keeping up with growing pains.
For listening to my rants. For praying for 300 school children. And for
loving me no matter what I put on here.
There's
a whole bunch of personal information on this little space that I call
my musings. There's a whole lot of opinions that you might disagree
with, stories that you might think are ridiculous, grammar mistakes that
might drive you nuts, recipes you think are terrible, DIY projects that
you would never, ever try, rants that you think are unnecessary, or
religious beliefs that might not coincide with yours. When you place
details of your life out in the open for anyone and everyone to read, there is a whole lot of room for judgement.
Two
weeks ago my pastor didn't know that the Supreme Court was going to
rule 5-4 in the favor of gay marriage. There's a whole lot of room for
judgement there too. Opinions you might disagree with, stories you might
think are ridiculous, rants that you think are unnecessary, or
religious beliefs that do not coincide with yours.
Thinking
back to the hawk and mockingbirds... The hawk didn't screech at the
mockingbirds that were dive bombing it. The hawk didn't do anything but
keep flying.. enduring and looking for safety in another tree.
It's not my job, as a Christian, to screech at people. It's my job to love people, and that's exactly what I intend to do.
As
for my tree? ..... That's where the hawk and I are different. I don't
have to fly to another tree. I've got one tree and I know who He is.
John 15:5 - "I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in
me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do
nothing."