The Reason for the Desert

*does crazy first post dance*

Let me first apologize that sometimes my wierd side comes out a little stronger in text (as is evident above). If you can get past that hopefully you will enjoy some of my thoughts.

Let me start by explaining why I want to do this. I have just felt very strongly lately that I am called to be real. I'm not sure when I started feeling it exactly, but I have started feeling it more and more strongly as the weeks have progressed. The first time I remember feeling it, was when I was having a conversation with an old friend. He had been to a foreign country and said he liked it so much better than in the US because people were more real there. For some reason God just started pulling at my heart because of that.

As I contemplated that more and more, I realized that it's true. We as Americans are afraid to be open with people. We hide behind masks. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I don't want to be like that. So I have been asking God alot about what that would look like in my life. And he continues to show me ways that I can be more open with people. As Jesus says in Luke 8: "For there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not be known or brought out into the open." That just continues to speak to me that there is not much that I should be hiding about myself.

So through that call that I have felt, I have had a strong longing to just bare myself to people. Now I will also say that I don't think there has been anything scarier that I have embarked on it my life. Being vulnerable to people is a really scary thing. Especially people you might not know very well. But there it is, tugging at my heart. A desire to allow people into my head, even with all the darkness that lives there.

So if you will, embark on a journey with me, to a place where we as a people can be real with each other.

Hmm....ok so that last bit was a little much. So maybe I shouldn't be a speach writer.

But all that said, I feel like I would like to share with you the metaphorical desert of my very real brokeness, where the only life comes from the living water of Christ.