Why do I believe what I believe?
Funny looking back on the question of “how I got from a place of suffering to here,” it feels like I still oscillate between “there” and “here,” between being “in control” and without it, between feeling shamed and feeling loved, between crying out “Not my will but yours be done God,” and “My GOD My God, why have you forsaken me?!”
Between feeling like Aldonza, and feeling like Dulcinea.
I’m planning on writing a new blog post, but for now, in case you haven’t looked it up from my Facebook Wall, here’s my message/my story at my church this past weekend.
Let it Be, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Party .
And in case you wanna know about the church, you can visit its website here: The Sanctuary Downtown
So. Let it be.
->and the world will be better for this…