Monday, April 4, 2016

Like An Adolescent Unyielding

I have talked before about being both a child and an adultabout how I want my life to be tender with wonder and strong with experience. But there is, as always, even more to what I want to be.

I want to be bold. I want to be brave. I want to march to victory without thinking of what would happen should my cause be lost. I want to know what I want and I want to shout it aloud.

I want to be like Frodo, taking the Ring to Mordor, though I do not know the way.

I want to be like Buttercup, working towards improvement against the return of my Beloved.

I want to be like the countless young men and women throughout the centuries, loving my God and my family and living and dying that they might live and die.

I want determination, and emotion, and fervent fire building and burning in my veins. I want to walk through the angry mob unharmed, solid and covered with a certain admirable Grace, and standing on a Rock that no earthquake can move.

And this is yet another of my Odd Resolutionsto be an adolescent unyielding, holding firm in my faith and refusing to belong to another. 

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