It’s a good year for the robots.

Well, I’m sure most of you who read this already know my good news, but just in case:

I’m moving to Canada!

I leave on May 12th, so make sure you get in some quality Beth time.

Dying to live (continued)

I’ve given a lot of thought to the quote I began my last entry with. I think it’s amazing that each moment is basically a “second” chance. There is no excuse for continuing to feel sorry for ourselves–wallowing in our failures without hope–because there is hope! We are repeatedly offered the opportunity to begin again. Though Vanilla Sky does not say from whence this opportunity comes, we know it to be our Father. His Son’s precious blood covered “the sins we were doomed to keep repeating (Colossians 1:14).” You and I have the wonderful gift of being able to start over!

When I decided on the title for the last entry, I chose “dying to live” because it was the desire of my heart. I longed to live again–really live. When I came back to this today, I realized the other implication of this title: I die so that I might live. What I mean by this is that I die to my old wreck of a life so that I might start afresh, living the vibrant live Christ has planned for me.

We can never get to a place where it is impossible to start again–God’s grace is relentless. I firmly believe that, no matter what we’ve done, we can always repent and accept the gift of grace that our Father offers us: a “second” chance. The question is, will you accept it?

Dying to live

Every passing minute is a chance to turn it all around.     –from Vanilla Sky

I wish I had more to say. I really don’t. I opened this with the best of intentions. I had thoughts all bottled up, waiting to be expressed. But maybe I’m not ready for that. Maybe I need to cry just a little while longer. Pain isn’t the only thing that hurts. So does truth. And beauty. Especially beauty.