I was getting on the plane yesterday to fly home,
solo this time.
so I did what any lonely person would do,
grabbed something to read & had a conversation with myself.
seriously... these were the things I grabbed out of my bag to read on the airplane.
could they not be anymore opposite?
and it got me thinking...
who am i?
I read a spiritual book, but can't wait to read my cosmo.
I listen to rap music on the way to church.
I go out to eat/drink after I go to the gym.
I stay away from drama and love all of my friends, but watch every episode of real housewives.
I own a clothing boutique, but wore a Target dress to market.
I have a college degree, but still struggle to spell restaurant correctly.
I closed the bar down, but was at the early service at church the next morning.
I am saving money for a car, but bought myself a MK purse.
how do you define this person?
and would I judge this person?
and as different as these things are...
I am both.
I really wanted to read BOTH of those.
I really did ALL of those things, all while feeling true to myself,
yet when I think them out, they contradict.
or do they?
I got to reading
What We Talk About When We Talk About God
and what do you know, Rob Bell feels me on this:
"we are both large and small,
strong and weak,
formidable and faint...
we get stuck in traffic on day and find ourselves cursing
within seconds, while another time we sit with a friend who's dying
of cancer and are filled with an ocean of compassion.
the slightest barbed word from a coworker can cause our blood to boil,
and yet as a friend comes down the aisle at her wedding our heart feels like it's
a thousand miles wide...
we're an exotic blend of
we hear about people climbing Mount Everest blind,
and we hear about serial killers opening fire in a crowded
and we're still surprised..."
needless to say,
I was tired...
and I finished that whole dang book.
today I will read my Cosmopolitan Magazine.