No not right now. But whenever some one would give me a gift, a present, that was all I would do as I contemplated opening that gift. Weird huh, right…..
My kids would wait for that first tear, a unopened present on my lap.
Several things here. I seldom got gifts. Presents.
And number two; Perfection was a little god in my house growing up.
And ridicule, hiding insecurities and fear behind jokes, inappropriate jokes, fun a lying fun was the thing, the lie we hid behind. If you couldn’t take a joke; You were too proud. Who said so?
Christ taught me Grace. Self acceptance, to relax, to breathe. It was this ingrained familial taught little god of perfection which chased me, plunged me into the gang life, made me excel at school though at the same time, diminished my capacity to attend school, Asthma.
See how things weave together components of a puzzle.
Well I’ve learned to accept gifts without crying. And it doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate them but merely perspective, put into perspective.
IE; to feel unworthy is no different than feeling worthy. Paradox.
In the end this merely points out that God is not subject to these games the human disposition is. Drama. With God there is no drama.
Only truth. You think you’re smart with all you’re world institutionalized accreditation, but when, yes when will you manifest some of the drama which is warranted by subjectivity to this human frame? Conflict, breakdowns, so many lies within will run into a head on collision.
There can be no understanding of the human condition without God, without understanding of the Fall of Man, without Biblical knowledge. We tend to believe that there can be no sense, no truth, no logic spawned out of the Worship of God. Out of “Religion”, some pathetic folk spread the gospel that man without God is the only hope for sensibleness, for intelligence.
But this comes out of brokenness.
Be the exception.
Common sense is on the side of God.
Happy Christmas Day to you one and all.
Miguel Angel Oquendo warmly gives you his love through the life remastered by God, by Jesus.
I can be reached at email@example.com, and
https://firstname.lastname@example.org, and at face book as Miguel Angel Oquendo. (Mickey, of Huachuca City, Az.)
Or you can contact these folk; Rev. Bob Schembre (Missouri), or Ministerio APG (My Brother, Pastor Angel L. Oquendo, Spanish and English, Florida) both on Face Book.