It’s become crazy, this world of ours. People in our society are threatening death to a big game hunter, and in the same day will engage in watching people getting strangled and tortured on the internet…just because violence against women and children in porn is “acceptable”, and it can be done in private. And now abortion is just a pill away…
I was having an enlightening discussion about this with a dear friend of mine this morning. She and I were analyzing this outrage against the death of a lion vs the relative quiet about baby parts being sold to big research companies. We came to the early conclusion that it is easier to be angry about something that isn’t as personal to our own psyche. That lion, and the violence against it don’t really affect us. But violence against the unborn, or innocent children…ouch, can’t go there. Better not think about it. Too many of us have been touched by it, and we don’t know what to do about it. Continue reading Projection
Is it okay to be angry at God?
I think so. He created us, and understands anger.
Is it acceptable to blame God for all of our problems?
Is He the one to blame? Many people believe so. The world is full of anger and rage against God. He gets blamed for the natural disasters, war, and pretty well most of the stuff we, as humans, inflict on ourselves and each other. It is easy to blame God, as He is that unknown entity we tend to ignore unless we have a prayer request.
Who else is there to blame? If we blame ourselves that means we have to take responsibility…and most of us don’t want to take on the burden of changing our perspectives.
Like I said, I was given homework. I went home with papers to fill in. This was supposed to help me understand the emotions I felt. There were lists and charts…”Simple Thought Records”….hmmm. There didn’t seem to be anything simple about my thoughts. They were all over the place. Learning to identify a feeling was much harder than I expected. It’s a good thing there were pages of defined feelings that I could choose from.
As these pages started filling up, there seemed to be an underlying theme. Usually the feelings that I could identify were “aggravation”, “dismay”, “irritation”, “anxious”, “resigned”, “overwhelmed”….you get the idea….they were negative. Part of the assignments were also to give a percentage rate to the emotion. Often mine were between 75% and 100%.
Did this mean that I was an angry person?
Was there hope?
I had spent my entire life trying to fit in. Trying to be a person that other people enjoyed being with. I wanted to be liked. I wanted to belong.
I wanted peace.
to be continued….
The other day I was feeling overwhelmed and tired. There was a heaviness on my shoulders that I was blaming someone else for. How could they not see what they have done? And how miserable it made me? Why aren’t they saying the right thing to make me feel better? Well, hindsight always has its merit. I can now see that what I was going through was entirely self-inflicted and I wanted to blame someone I loved instead. That would mean that I would not have to be accountable for my own emotions and behaviors. How can I expect someone else to read my mind and know what to say when I don’t even know what’s going on in my mind? Continue reading The Blame Game