So I am currently in the midst of RA training at Wiley Hall. And it has been a relatively good time. Relatively because the days have been long and very action packed. I have so much information swirling in my brain that it is kind of ridiculous. I didn't really get on here to write about the RA training or how the past week has been. Actually, I wanted to write about something tragic that happened.
On Tuesday night I was minding my own business trying to go wash my dishes. In the process, unfortunately, I dropped and broke my coffee pot. At first this would seem like a trivial occurrence. However, I have had this coffee pot since my freshman year and it was green! Somehow this item had become a part of my identity. And that got me thinking to other things that become a part of my identity. Things that we shouldn't be carrying around. Past mistakes. Regrets. What ifs. Shoulda Coulda Woulda.
It's a tiring game, isn't it? Fortunately Jesus offers the chance for me to lay down the identity I have created for my self and instead pick up the way he sees us. And that is a beautiful thing.
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