"Your Face!"

A smile is a fickle little thing. Because, you see, it's so very hard to get a good, honest smile; but once it appears it's impossible to mistake it for anything but what it is— genuine, joyful, sincere. People can be very fake about them; they prefer to grin. But a grin can be sarcastic or mocking, unlike a smile, which is always kind. Smiles, it seems, always bring a sense of relief. When someone smiles a true smile, it's like their whole body relaxes. It makes people around them relax, and gives others the feeling that it's going to be ok. It seems like that's what we work for sometimes— that sense of comfort, relief, and assurance. I'm so glad that God gave us facial expressions, because they are so useful and interesting and, well, expressive. 

But apart from that. 

I got the book "The Shack" for Christmas— finally. I read it in a few hours and it was certainly an entertaining read. And it seems to have some very good truths, and provide comfort, and possibly some answers to tough questions. But it's nagging me. It nagged me while I was reading it and as I pondered it afterwards. The whole things is bothersome because I can't put a finger on what's wrong with it. I guess the best way I can put it (and it comes out rather offensively) is that the way the Trinity is describe comes off a little... fake? Weird? Misconstrued? I'm cautious to voice too many questions or criticisms because I think I've become paranoid about the whole "watchmen" thing. I'm afraid I've become overly analytical; perhaps I have been ruined! Ha, just kidding, inside joke. I'm going to read it again (and definitely take my time) and see what I think about it this go round. I know many people have read it and absolutely loved it, which is why I was so excited about it when I opened it on Christmas morning, and I will definitely be posting more questions in the future, for the heck of it. 

I feel like my view of God is changing every day. Every day I don't see Him the same as the day before, and as a result it's like my relationship with Father is shifting and moving and setting up new boundaries. Is that good? Or does it make me indecisive? Whenever I read "My Utmost for His Highest" on the rbc website it smacks me in the face. I'm struggling through "Unto Full Stature"... either I haven't gotten to the good parts yet or I'm a moron.