A Giant in the Woods

Did anyone see Rush Limbaugh's speech at CPAC tonight? It was awesome. Why can't the Republican party have a presidential nominee that can speak like that? In contrast to anything Obama is saying there was optimism, real solutions, and it actually made sense. It made me believe in America again.

Waiting to bloom

I went to a women's event last night at my church and the topic had to do with passion. Not that kind. She was saying that we all have longings for something, something to fill us with purpose and satisfaction. Something so deep and profound that no matter what we do to anesthetize it, or camouflage it, or deny it, the longing will eventually rear it's ugly head. And when it does, when we realize that nothing will fill that longing here on earth, where do we turn? Of course for a woman of faith, I obviously know that it's a God-sized hole that He is just waiting to fill up. I have been taught over the years that the hole was left as we stepped out of Eden because that perfect creation - man and woman - was marred by sin and separated from God. But now the separation has been filled by the sacrafice of Jesus and we are fully restored to that former glory. OK so even with all that esoteric knowledge, and really not just esoteric but something I believe deeply, I'm still left with the question. What is my passion, my longing? My longing for complete love is already filled by God and my passion is for experiencing that fully. But I do think He plants in us a passion for something outside of ourselves. For me, it's just there, under the surface, rumbling to get out but still unknown to me. I've been dead for so long in my life, my sorrow, my self-imposed busy-ness, that I've let it remain buried. But no more. Are others out there as determined as me to find their passion? I'm determined to find mine.

Trembling ground

I wonder how many people are as scared of this new political administration as I am. I'm creeped out by Obama's unquestioned popularity, by the one-party system he has at his beck and call, by the ease that the stimulus package was passed without anyone even debating it or even reading it. I saw this ad put out by this group call American Issues Project and it shocked me. The ground I've stood on in this country for almost half a century is shifting. I can not believe in this particular brand of hope or change

seedling

My thoughts, hopes and wishes for this blog are just in the germinating process at this point so they may be a little rambling to begin with. I'm just so upset about what I see around me and I need an outlet. Maybe this will fulfill that need, maybe not. The "ramblingwallflower" title is my vision of myself as a wallflower in this life - reticent and reluctant to jump in and even comment coherently on the world around me. I've sat on the fence too long and I've just jumped down and am getting my feet wet. Bear with me if you will.