You know what I love about St. Albans, Vermont? I love that we have met so many people who are experts at having perspective. Jeremy told me yesterday that life is all about perspective. He told Sophia that life is all about choices. He's so wise...whatever.
It's true. Not because he said it, because I'm saying it now. See. Perspective. : )
It has been something close to chatting with God Himself to talk to people who have lived through things I don't even want to watch an after-school special about. The conversations are one thing. It's watching them live when no one is watching that blows my mind.
Granted, I don't see them behind their fake trees (next blog) but I do see them worshiping and praying and it seems to be a glimpse into a slice of the "real" them. What I see is that they're there, worshiping and praying, when they could be somewhere else feeling bad, chasing justification for what's been unfair.
I see that they have managed to/ chosen to let go of their perspective long enough to put God before themselves. That's amazing to me because it means they chose to believe that it was better to praise than to be angry, better to thank than to grieve -- even if just for those moments. That's humbling.
That says a lot about God. That He has proven Himself worthy of that kind of "laying down", that kind of trust and love.
Life's a process. Blah!
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