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Christmas Cheer

I consider myself to be a cheerful, optimistic person. Maybe that's related to my somewhat naive view of the world, and maybe part of it has to do with my personality. But I am hopeful and positive about the future, and I'm really peaceful and happy most of the time.

So when I look at my blog posts of late, it seems that I may be giving people the wrong impression about myself. And I wonder why this should be the case?

The truth is that experiences and emotions are very seldom 100% positive or negative - there's almost always something to be learned from everything, and even the most negative of experiences can be mitigated by the hope of both enduring through it and then the learning, growth, and peace that comes on the other side. After all, only the living feel pain, and life is generally preferable to the alternative. :)

My blog is a personal place for me - a place where I can off-load some of the emotions and thoughts that I'm having. It's not intended to be a cry for help or anything - I know better than that. But I find it cathartic to put my feelings into writing, and a blog is (obviously) a place for me to do that.

I also put down my political ideas here, and I'm not going to apologize if my ideas are not the same as yours. It's your choice, dear reader, to read at all, and I'm certainly not on a campaign to persuade people to my point of view. On the contrary - my hope is to engage in real, meaningful conversation with people who have (perhaps) disparate points of view. What I cannot tolerate are the personal attacks and invective, however kind your intentions might be.

At the end of the day, what I love is people. I'm not the kind of person I want to be, yet, but I'm working on it. I hope that someday I can love people with a more refined and pure love, the kind of love the Christ has always shown me.

This may even include loving myself, which is the hardest challenge of all.

So, thank you for your patience, those of you who are still here. It means a lot.

Comments

lillysmum said…
Ah, but loving you isn't hard at all. You'll get there. :)

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