You Are 40% Impulsive |
![]() This doesn’t mean you can’t have fun – you just have fun responsibly. You definitely have a spontaneous side, but you only let loose when it’s appropriate. |
I have been feeling alot lately. We seem to not be able to help this reality as humans, to feel. Like tonight at my friend Kevin’s house I could feel his leather coach its coolness its natural feel to the body. The ice cold water I had at copper rock I had when getting done with my walk there. To feel the oncome of autum in the tonights summer wind. The agonizing headache I had today because of dehyrdation. The touch I made with God’s Spirit as spent time in prayer. Feelings the pages of a book at kevings just to get a sense for the glossy pictures. To feel the joy of the Lord throughout the day. To feel the touch He has had on my life not just today but since I have known Him. To feel frustration at a practice tonight- most likely the reality of spiritual warfare. To feel that all my life is in the hands of God, the impressions of my past, the present time and every moment after that. To feel that God is, that He is love and that He loves me and everyone and wants to them to be aware of that love so it can grow and spread.
What are feelings. Why do we feel. Do we wittness their reality or let them be our reality? Why so often do we let them take us over as if we did not have the ability to negelct, rebuke or forsake them- for not all feelings are good. When we feel the earth beneath our feet and realize that we are spinning through the solar system at an extreme speed. What is the significance, why. Why us? why humans why people why, why do I feel. What is more.
In our minds we recognize our feelings. Do our feelings come from within our minds? Why do we replay times when our feelings have been hurt are more so that hurtful feelings have hit us. Why do they pit us down? Why do they make us suffering. Why suffering? Why do we feel joyful. Why do we laugh. Is love a feelings or something more. Peace- a reality or a feelings or both.
Why does our heart ache. Why does it rejoice? What do we mean when we say are heart-clearly not our literal heart. A symbol of love. We were certainlty inteded to love. When then do we inflict suffering- suffering in ourselves in others. Why do we act unlovely. Why so often are we selfish- yes so very often. Why do we do what we know we aught not do. Does this come from within us. Does something plauge us from without? What is that how is that why is that? Why would that? Clearly it happens something outhere, inhere around us in our thoughts tricks us into living for ourselves out of step with love and others and God.
More? What is soul, what is spirit. Is there more to life then this. Is there something beyond. Why do I expriance the unexplainable. Why is irrational, illogical true. What is faith. Faith seems to unify reality. its not so irratinoal or illogical. it seems to make sense. but why, why are we here. to love, surely. why do i fail at loving. are we plauged. do we need a cure. i need a cure. i need healing i have been wounding. i need love, i need to give love. i need God. how do we do that, love thing without getting ourselves in the way. is God part of this. Jesus cured me. gave me love, loved me and teaches me to love others. things fall into place. things make sense. love. peace. joy. these are real- not just feelings that come and go but ongoing realities. if i stay in step with Him who came to set us free to come in us to love us and lead us to love others. Father, Son and Holy Spirit loving eachother and us and all creation. what good news. will you call Jesus? will you let him fix you, for good. i mean He will fix you ongoing in your life. God, your Father doing what a Father does fathering us. sometimes fun sometimes not so fun but good. good indeed.
feel. unloved. feel love.
feel. worthless. Encounter God. feel. joy.
feel chaotic. feel peace.
and there are more good things with God.
sweet whats up spencer. havent talked to you in a while. see you on tuesday!
thanks!
i clarify cuz its kinda an inside joke.