La Bella Vita

Maybe we think we need people, when really all we need is God. Maybe people are there for just the moments when it feels like God is far away, just to remind us that He is right where we left him. Maybe we are meant to be unsure by others' teachings, so we fervently pursue our own. Maybe we are meant to question mankind, so God's divinity is seen in perfect light. Maybe we are meant to feel desolate at times, so that we can feel God richly filling up every empty space. Maybe I'm meant to be afraid sometimes, so I can feel God calming my storm.

Sometimes you have to let go, to live.

I'm currently digging. I haven't done much digging in my life, as it hasn't been an essential to my survival, but I recently discovered its importance. I also discovered its solitude. It's hard to ask someone to help you dig with a shovel. A shovel is designed for one person, and one person only. Someone can tell you where to dig and where to throw the dirt, but only one person can ever really dig. You can ask others to help you dig with their shovels, and together achieve the desired goal. You can ask others where the best digging places are, but its not until you pick up the shovel and start piercing the ground, that you discover the digging process for yourself. The shovel is heavy, and often the dirty isn't easy to move. It takes a long time to get to where you are going, and exhaustion and other limiting human realities often take heed to the taxing activity. It's likely that you feel as if you will never reach what you are digging for, and it's like...