New Blog

I have a new blog to go with my new name:

SaraKenyon.blogspot.com

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Let God be God

Why is it that rejection is such a scary thought? Because deep down I don’t truly believe that God is really enough? Because I desire some goodness of my own apart from him? Even as I write I recognize the utter foolishness of this. Without Christ I am nothing. With him I am everything. Redeemed, beautiful and victorious. Forever caught up in an intimate love relationship, included in the community of the Trinity, in on the most cherished thoughts of God himself. Filled with the Holy Spirit and viewed by God as clothed in the blood of Christ himself, there is no basis on which God rejects me. I am part of his family. His inner circle. Why do I long for a righteousness of my own when I have been given the more than I could ever ask for or imagine? My sinful nature at work with the lies of Satan distract my focus and make me forsake the things I have been freely given and instead turn to the dirt and filth that destroy me. They make me want to be God. That’s really what this is all about, isn’t it? It’s not good enough that I have been given righteousness. I want that righteousness on my own. But there is no one righteous but God alone. Desiring that for myself is in essence, wanting to be God. Oh that I would take my rightful place in his family as his child and let him be the God who clothes me with righteousness through grace that saved me from certain death!

Expressions of a fearful soul

Creative writing taps into my soul. Sometimes my writing flows freely. Other times it feels so forced. Why do my creative juices run dry? Is it because I fail to write from my heart? From my emotions? From my very being? Is it because I focus on my audience rather than the outpouring of myself? To write my thoughts and emotions on paper is frightening. It makes me vulnerable. Even though it is most likely that nobody will ever read the words I write, it still evokes emotions of fear and uncertainty. It brings my deepest parts out of hiding and puts them on display for the world to see. For possible rejection. Why is it that rejection is such a scary thought?