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11This is the message you heard from the beginning: We should love one another. 12Do not be like Cain, who belonged to the evil one and murdered his brother. And why did he murder him? Because his own actions were evil and his brother’s were righteous. 13Do not be surprised, my brothers, if the world hates you. 14We know that we have passed from death to life, because we love our brothers. Anyone who does not love remains in death. 15Anyone who hates his brother is a murderer, and you know that no murderer has eternal life in him.

16This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers. 17If anyone has material possessions and sees his brother in need but has no pity on him, how can the love of God be in him? 18Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth.

Jesus Manifesto has an humbling post about reconciliation.

In this encounter, each of us was called to account for our failure to love well and to repent for our complicity with cycles of sin at work in our community and the life of a friend. In a real way each of us were invited into a holy moment where our own sin was met with bold grace that led to reconciliation. We found that our friend’s risky act of repentance called the rest of us to repentance as well.

earth hour

Please consider turning out your lights and turning off your appliances at the switch for one hour tonight at 8pm.

My Room

A room of one’s own’ by Virginia Woolf

A written work on a series of lectures she gave about whether a woman would have been accepted as a poet had she written during Shakespeare’s time. Whether her work would have been accepted or rejected simply because she was a woman.

One of her ideas was that in order to write freely a woman must have money and a room of her own in order to convey her thoughts.

This is my room.

this is where my thoughts are today….

-Grad day today at my work. I’m proud and amazed at how far each of the women come while they are with us. A testament to God’s ability to change us if we let Him. Today’s grad, an older woman who has suffered beyond what anyone could imagine. Some might have found her hard and unlikely to change from her violent and dangerous past. The connections she has alone, to another way of life, would deter even the bravest from approaching her regarding her moral life.

But not Christ. With him she has changed to a loving and generous person, with a wisdom that could not have come through any of her past experiences alone, but only through the redemption of those experiences that Christ brought into her life. ‘He restores the years that that the locusts have eaten.’ It is truly amazing and encouraging to see His work in action.

-It’s these experiences in my life that I love to write about, to proclaim loudly the glory of His handiwork in the lives of others around me. I feel like He has blessed me with a front row seat and says to me, ‘watch, wait and see what I can do.’ I learn so much from Him.

-I am not a poet, sometimes I’m not even a very good writer. But I love to write from my heart, and when I do I feel it is received well, for the most part. Being vulnerable to say where I am at is hard. I know that I am not perfect and I hope that I convey that same regard for my friends. I don’t expect them to be perfect either.

-I wish that I could open up this blog to them…. my friends, past and present. I wish that they could accept me for where I am at, warts and all. Unfortunately it has been my experience that they do not. So for now this blog will stay hidden to a certain extent. That makes me sad because the same God who creates a new person out of others, like our grad today, can do so even with me. I wish that there were others who would see His work in me and say ‘watch, wait and see what He has done.’ Instead of finding bondage and enslavement our grad, through the love of Christ, found freedom.

http://www.missionbaycc.org/index.php

Now you can invite Jesus to become part of your Wii.   Bowling, golfing, gaming is just more fun with Jesus.

Jesus says follow Mii.

Change Happens

if you can’t handle me at my worst,

then you don’t deserve me at my best.

Found this quote the other day on Facebook and it seemed apropos for some of the stuff that I’ve been thinking on.

If you are reading this blog it is because you have been invited to do so. It has not yet been made public. I’ve shut down the other blog I have kept for the last 4 1/2 years because anytime I shared something from my heart it opened up a door of criticism that was becoming too much for me to take and use constructively. Destruction had become the norm.

And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless until the day of Christ, Philippians 1:9-10

it’s struck me that we don’t really ever know what the future will bring. Now, I know that’s obvious, but lets face it, we all like to believe that there are some things that are absolutes. Especially when it comes to our family or friends. We use ‘forever’ language all the time and think nothing of it. But we can’t really know. We think love or friendship is forever and we can’t imagine anything that could possibly change the way that we feel. But something comes up. I know I sound cynical, but really I just trying to be accepting of what I’ve come to recognize is truly an absolute.

Change Happens.

I don’t like myself that much these days. Some of that is healthy because it causes me to change, and some of it is unhealthy. Some of it I’ve taken on because of the opinions of others. Thus the closed blog. I hope that as I change and grow so will my friendships. I hope too that I will be as accommodating in my own interactions with others. Life is a learning experience and I crave the interaction with others that help me to make it the best that it can be.

St Patricks prayer.

http://www.beliefnet.com/morningprayer/morningprayer.html”>

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