fresh ta death

It’s the small things that matter

here is the first big thoughtful post since being away from the mitten for three-ish weeks. to be honest, i’ve been kind of lonely and not really enjoying my job a whole lot. i don’t have anyone to really chat about this with, so i have been having a pity party in my mind. i mean, sure, i have friends at home but it’s not like you really want to start out a conversation by saying, “i’m having a hard time this summer….blah, blah, blah.” i just don’t really like complaining so i don’t want to put that on other people. 

so today just started off with me being in a ultimate bad mood and work definitely did not make that any better. but then something pretty sweet happened….i had two really deep, christ-centered conversations with some two different co-workers. it was cool to be able to show my faith by how i act there and have them feel comfortable enough to talk to me about their lives. 

with that being said, everything still isn’t rainbows and unicorns. i just realize that my situation may not be ideal or convenient or fun for that matter, but i know that God is the same in my life here as he is in michigan. i need to remember that and realize that this is only temporary but i am working towards something eternal.


For even if the whole world believed in resurrection, little would change until we began to practice it. We can believe in CPR, but people will remain dead until someone breathes new life into them. And we can tell the world that there is life after death, but the world really seems to be wondering if there is life before death.

— Shane Claiborne