Sometimes, I’m afraid of conflict. I fear that it will tear me away from the person that I must confront. Worst yet, I wonder if that person will like me, respect me, want to be around me, if I say the things that are in my head, on the tip of my tongue, ready to roll off with the slightest bit of push. Moments come, and moments go. Will I say it, think it or simply ignore it?
I watched a video of a local Nashville family talk about their compelling story of spending eight, yes 8, days with their daughter only six months ago. Copeland Farley had Trisomy 18; a disease that ends in death before the first week of life is lived for more than 50% of the children born with it [ watch it here ].
When I think of confrontation, many of us think of duking it out with coworkers, friends, family, children and even our spouses. Do we dare think that God would allow or even want us to go at it with Him? I think so.
“I just want people to know, that you can be furious with God, and still be in relationship with him.” —Boothe Farley
What does it look like to allow ourselves to be furious with God? It’s not like He doesn’t hear what really goes on in our heads anyway.
Some say, intimacy only comes through conflict.
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