Tired of the "I"

Lately I’ve found myself getting very tired of the “I” by the end of the day. It takes more and more of an effort to put it on, and I’m eager to take it off earlier and earlier each night. There’s something about how red and glaring it is. The way it doesn’t match anything and just seems like an aberration from everything else on and around me. I guess it’s a little funny that I could develop such a loathing of something like a red, felt “I”…

Especially when I have cultivated no such loathing for state-sponsored murder…no burning drive to wipe the blood from our midst…no daily desire to pluck that sin from our presence…no thought to how such murders are an aberration from everything else in Christian living…

It’s funny the things we let ourselves dislike…

-Sarah