Happy Friday! I am beyond excited for this weekend! My beautiful cousin is coming down to College Station and tomorrow we are going to travel down to Houston (Keep us in your thoughts as we travel in an unfamiliar place, yikes!) and go to Rodeo to see a concert! Then on Sunday I'm going to see my absolute favorite band, Zac Brown, with one of my favorite people, Shannon (My lovely roomie, you should know her by know)! So exciting! But enough of my uber exciting weekend plans I actually have something relevant and really awesome to share that I read today!
Today in my world literature class my professor shared with us this collection of poems written by this Persian poet (translated into English obviously) by the name of Rumi. These quotes from some of his poems in my textbook were oddly very comforting. I've been having sort of poopy week, not because of bad things happening but because I've been doubting myself and my worth. I'm not proud to say that but its true. While I'm not completely sure what Rumi himself was trying to depict, I could see God plastered all over it. So these are a couple of random inserts from my textbook and my thoughts on them- Enjoy.
Listen, if you can stand too.
Union with the friend [God] means not being who've you been,
being instead silence: A place: A view
a place where language is inside seeing
What I most want
is to spring out of this personality,
then to sit apart from that leaping.
I've lived to long where can be reached.
Friend [God], our closeness is this.
Anywhere you put your foot
feel me in the firmness under you.
How is it with this love,
I see your world and not you?
Those last two lines are what get me. How is it with this obviously and true love surrounding me, I can only see the fear and the pain of this world but not God sometimes. Being in union with the lord means that your sins are forgiven and you are given new life to be a better person. We're not perfect, I am far from perfect and yet God knows that. We are bound to mess up a lot and while I would love to just spring instantly out of the temptation around me to where I can't be reached, its not very realistic in this world. The best to do is to not get bogged down with this world and its things and try our best to see the love in it and live the way God intended us too, to the best of our abilities. I don't know if this is what Rumi was thinking when he wrote these stanzas but that is what I'm getting from them and I will leave it at that.
Memory #53
In honor of my cousin coming up today I thought it would be appropriate to include one of my fabulous memories about my mom that included Sara. So one of the earliest memories I have was when I was about 6 or 7 which meant Sara and Sam were about 3 and 4. We were just wee babies. Anyways the movie Tarzan had just come out and I remember my mom decided to take on the daunting task of not only taking us all to the movies to see it but also take us to McDonald's to eat before hand. Which was a pretty big feat mind you. Anyways since this memory is from an early age I don't remember a lot about that day but I remember my mom taking us to McDonald's and letting us loose onto the indoor playground (After we had eaten obviously). When it was time to go my cousin Sara and I got off the playground and waited for Sam, and waited and waited some more. Sam was not ready to get off the playground and he was at the very top of that sucker. So first I was sent up to get him and then Sara but we all failed to get him down and my mom wasn't really supposed to get in the playground. Eventually though she had no other choice, so my mother climbed in that playground and basically man handled my brother until he finally came down. It was quite a sight. It kind of reminds me of something that would be in a comedic movie now a days. Once my now cranky mother and brother got off the playground we finally made our way to the movies. Lesson of the story: My mom meant business.
Love Always,
Erin
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