drifters, traveling together but for a time

My dog would be perfectly content, and would very likely starve to death unconcernedly, if i were to give her attention all day every day. She is as sweet and yet as demanding as they come. i feel that i act this way as well: to friends, to my wife, to God. All the while, they have needs, too; needs to which i am frequently oblivious. i would be perfectly content, sometimes, if everyone in my life did nothing but sit around giving me the attention i was begging for.

i don’t want to be that way.


i get annoyed after about five minutes of her panting in my face, desperate for my love. Somehow God never gets annoyed with me despite years of doing the same thing. i am still learning, likely always will be learning, how to rest in this everlasting patience.


There is a monumental difference between resting and being lazy. Though i have mastered the latter, the former is still quite new to me. Laziness is ignoring everything that is grinding inside of you because you don’t know how else to handle it. Resting is letting those things go. There is no relief in being one’s own god. There is only relief in the realization that we are not meant to carry that burden.

“Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”  – Jesus Christ


A fairly common perception seems to permeate us that the heart and the mind are mortal enemies, locked in dire combat for all eternity. Historically i have held this to be true, and only recently have i begun to question it. There are people who fall primarily on the side of “going with the heart,” the same that “trust what they feel” and “don’t over think things.” And there are those who are firmly in league with the mind, who “look before they leap” and “think before they act” and “just like to sit on things awhile” before they do anything. If we are honest, we all have moments when we end up on both sides of the conversation.

Somehow, it never occurred to me that the two might be in cahoots. Like two parties in the political system that is running this body, they pretend to be at odds with one another and say to my soul they stand for different things, and may even on some level believe it. Ultimately they are both faulty and both deceived and i can trust neither of them, since all they want is to be in power. i am not sure why i didn’t see this until recently. Probably because i was listening a little too much to both of those rotten liars, wanting one of them to be right.

Whoever trusts his own mind is a fool.    – Proverbs 28 : 26

The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately sick; who can understand it?    – Jeremiah 17 : 9


Euclidean geometry can teach us much about reality. For instance, if two objects are traveling directly toward the same point in space, they will necessarily be moving closer together.  This is true for the various components that constitute my “self,” and it is true for you and i as co-livers as well. Provided that we have a commonly acknowledged point to which we are moving, we shall get closer to one another, despite the bumpy roads we may have individually ahead.


Thoughts are clouds: showing us the direction of the wind, pointing us to water in the dry land, tiny pieces of beauty in a vast nothing. People, too, are clouds: at times guiding us, at times shading us, at times nourishing us, and wandering next to us even if only for a brief spell.

Call me crazy, but that spell should be sweet, right?

If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all.    – Romans 12 : 18

Aim for restoration, comfort one another, agree with one another, live in peace.     – 2 Corinthians 13 : 11

2 thoughts on “drifters, traveling together but for a time

  1. Hebrews 11 speaks about the great Old Testament people of faith “seeking a homeland” and that they “desire a better country, that is a heavenly one.” Your closing thoughts on clouds reminds me of the transience of our walk of faith on earth, to cherish the people wandering with me for the time, and to remember that we all will meet again someday “on that beautiful shore.”


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