Sometimes I don’t like what God is up to…
Or, rather, I don’t like the way he goes about doing things cause it hurts too bad. I instinctively know that it is good, but I honestly don’t like the pain, discomfort and disruption it causes me.
I like seeing it happen to others — that actually gets me excited. Kinda like watching a movie where you know the good guy is going to win even though he’s getting the crap beaten out of him at the moment. I suppose that’s a somewhat sadistic, voyeuristic view of faith. I know they’ll move to new levels spiritually… and it doesn’t hurt me at all.
When I’m the object of God’s pot stirring, well, that’s not as much fun. I do like the end results; I just don’t like the cooking process.