Laurel and Chad came to visit for a weekend. It just seemed to me that God deliberately lengthen those days for me so that I could enjoy them an squeeze all the goodness of spending time with my siblings. On Friday, I met them at MHGS, where I sat in on a part of their orientation, student questioning, etc. Afterward, Chad bore with us ladies as we went dress shopping until after dark. I found my bridesmaid dress! Saturday night we went over to Amy's house to watch the UFC fights. Here, I took my first ouzo shot (warming up for college). Sunday we went to church and listened to Pastor Mark talk about hell. Probably one of the most weighty and emotional sermons I have ever heard. Hearing the words "There is salvation..." was refreshing. Sunday afternoon we had brunch at Spring Hill, shopped for Acacia, and spent a good load of quality family time at home, taking the strengthsfinder... resting.
Apart from taking my first shot and stuff like that, I feel like I grew up a little bit during that weekend and came to understand a little bit about what I know. Firstly, there is big load of stuff that I don't know that I don't know. About most things I'm simply blind to my blindness. I don't even know what the world holds, there is darkness beyond the confines of my home and life. So much happening out in the world that I couldn't care less about (not because I'm indifferent, but simply because I don't know they are happening). Then there are things that I know that I don't know, and pursue them until I achieve them. These are the questions that I know I must ask. How do I come to the resolution of the matter I am currently faced with? And then there are an even smaller percentage of things that I know. Even in those things I find no rest or security. These are the certain things that God has chosen for me to be conscious of, the little bit he has entrusted me with--such a small percentage of His Universe. Life is surely blind living. I think we all live by faith whether we know it or not.
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