Holy Discontent

What drives people to changes things? What drives people to see something, realize its higher potential, and set out to improve it? What drives people to face all the hatred, persecution, and dissuasion, continuing to press onward until they reach their goal? What drives people to strive for social justice, civil rights, and freedom? What drives people for spiritual renewal and religious restoration?

Despite having the odds stacked against them? Despite the loss and hurt they might incur?

Sometimes we’re just not content. Sometimes we just can’t be satisfied. It happens – every minute of every day.

We want something different; we want change whether it be change leading to that which is new (more modern!) or change leading to something that was once there but is now gone (the old paths!). Regardless – we’re just not content. More money. More time. More stuff. More friends. More food. More options. More things to do. More time to relax. More freedom. More choices. More rules. We just want more.

And that can be….wrong. Very wrong.

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Running for My Life by Lopez Lomong

I recently received a complimentary copy of Running for My Life by Lopez Lomong through BookSneeze, in return for an honest review. Running for My Life is a simple, yet beautiful story of a young boy that finds himself caught up in the war and violence of his home country of Sudan; but in a test of hope, endurance, and faith he overcomes everything to one day achieve something that was beyond his wildest dreams – competing in the Olympics. Inspirational? No doubt. Incredible? Of course. The horror he witnessed, the pain and suffering he endured is shocking but through what he believes to be the ultimate will of God,  he was able to reach higher and go further – despite having all the odds stacked against him. Of course this is an inspirational read, but I think you can read a little deeper and find something that goes beyond the short and possibly shallow inspirational high you get after putting the book down. Primarily the explicit, yet background message of the greedy, gluttonous, and wasteful living he witnessed of those who were lucky enough not to be born in a poverty-stricken country like his own.

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