In Society we can feel so alone. There is a place we can go to that makes us feel safe. For most of us it is not physical, but can feel so real we don't want to leave it.

We find ourselves getting lost in the walls we have built for our safety. The greatest moments (and normally the scariest) are when we can let someone into our sanctuaries.

This is a view of my inner walls. Take a look through my stained glass past the masquerade at midnight.

Whether you like what you find isn't important. These are the inside of my walls. I just pray they move you to build your own Stained Glass Windows inside your own sanctuaries. Follow fluerdelis on Twitter

A Different Kind of Holiday

Easter just happened to fall during one of those seasons that I just don’t understand. It’s a time when smiling is just an act and your thoughts just keep running together. I gave up deciding if I like where my mind drifts to at all, let alone trying to figure out what it all means.

Being forever bored and not being boring is hard during times like these. Being who I want to be is not always the easiest thing to express during these type of periods. So a friend in a similar situation and I decided to hideaway for the weekend at the beach. It was nice and needed, but I wasn’t expecting my Easter Sunday to be what it was.

My friend wasn’t huge on the Sunrise service and I over slept by an hour. I decided to go meet God at the shore of the beach on my own, with my bible and playlist in hand. I got the idea to go on my own from an interview I Read about Jamie Tworkoski from TWLOA. Jamie said that he found it easiest to pray when he was surfing. That simple piece of honesty sparked many vast improvements in my own spiritual practices.

In hind sight, I guess I shouldn’t be so surprised that I am so glad I missed that service.

More came from it than any gathering could have, even with my own congregation. When I told another friend how I missed the service and did my own thing….well she kind of gave me the typical slightly judgmental snuff.

You know the one I’m talking about. That “so you just didn’t feel like going.” tone was so ripe in her voice.As much as I didn’t appreciate that, I let her think what she wanted. It didn’t matter, because for those few brief hours I was out of this season.

I was out of everything. I was with God and and rejoicing in his love and sacrifice I don’t know if it was the tide running back and forth between my toes, the wind blowing, or the young dawn on me. I really felt peace and genuine worship out there in solidarity. It was the best Easter experience that I had ever had.

I really found God out there on the beach amongst the subtle, yet vast, chaos in my head. I honestly may take the drive and do it more often just to reconnect.

I felt the need to share that, because I want to say that it’s ok to be out of the box sometimes. When we do things that don’t always meet the norms of whatever culture accepts. We can often find what we need. No one else may understand.

I was reading out of Matthew and happened to come across something Jesus referred to as labor pains. He mentioned it was necessary for redemption. It helped me see that times like now build important things in me. I encourage you, in whatever season you maybe in, go with God and your gut on this one. Let the judges judge and let the pieces of life shoot like stars around you.

Everything will make sense one day, but until then you will be ok.

Posted on April 24th, 2011
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