Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Grace. . .

OK, so the pictures have nothing to do with grace. . . but i have amazingly beautiful children! So there.

Darth Sissyous - Dark Lord of the tubby!

i had the pleasure last night of having a two and one half hour pow wow with the number two in my department. Ninety five percent of our session was me being informed that i represent everything that is wrong with our department. As it turns out if you work for certain branches of the government it is expected that you wont think, critique or vocalize ideas that maybe don't agree with the thinking of the powers that be. There is also the expectation that life exists with lesser importance than the job, and family friends and all of existence should come to a screeching halt when they need you.

Now for what it is worth, yes it is an important job that should (yes, i do mean 'should be' and not 'must be') be staffed all of the time. i also gleaned from the meeting that i have become (at work) someone that i don't necessarily like very much. Still i was ticked!
After about 10 hours of stewing (and i am writing this to help myself to decompress and organize my own thoughts) it became clear that grace in an easy environment is not all that impressive. The real miracle of grace is it's existence and indeed it's growth in environments that would kill any other good.
This doesn't make it any easier, but it does make it more necessary. i have to wonder. . . is the difference between Jesus and a doormat (i have often heard arguments as to whether Jesus was one or not) is that Jesus was silent in face of persecution when he had the power NOT to be, and a doormat is silent without the power to defend themselves. Hmmmm. . . .
Passion flower progress soon to follow. . .

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