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Thinking

So! I've been thinking a lot lately. Not on purpose, I promise. ;) Here's a synopsis of what I've been thinking about.

 Despair: If people can arrive at despair, can they not also be taught to hope? The love and joy and light and grace of Christ are more than enough to illuminate even the blackest darkness. But how to get it there? 

 Acting on the promptings of the Spirit: I need to act on the Spirit and my intuition better. But how can one say, "No, let's not ____, because I don't feel good about it. ...No, I don't have a reason. I just don't think it's right." You say that, and the persistent proponent will use all his/her powers of persuasion on you, and get you so confused you can't even feel that "wrong" feeling anymore. WHAT IS THIS. 

Listening to the Music: Life has called on me lately to do some brave things. I remember a speaker one time talking about a car ride where your friend starts playing some inappropriate music, and he asked us what we would do in that situation. He told us that this generation couldn't afford to be a "just listen to the music" generation. I've never forgotten that, but I've never quite been able to get past the "listen to the music" in me.

 Thoughts? Feelings? Questions? Comments? Concerns? Complaints? orrrrrr random noises or pictures of Chuck Norris (if you must)? Comment below. :)
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