These are just some thoughts. I'm going to try really hard to keep these short, even just a line, if I'm able. Also, if I find a good quote from someone else, I'll put that in as well.
Monday, September 7, 2015
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
If Your Religion...
If your religion is not about generosity, about the release
from injustice, about mercy for all mankind, about giving others hope....
If your religion encourages fear, allows hate without
rebuke, ignores poverty and racism...
then you do not have a connection to God, you have a
policeman to keep the current evil order.
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Sunday, February 15, 2015
What We Say
Don't believe what anyone says, because they will almost always tell you what you want to hear, or what they want you to hear. Don't believe a person's non-verbal communication, because that only expresses what they feel for an instant. Believe what they do, because people's everyday lives are who they really are.
Thursday, May 22, 2014
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Thursday, May 8, 2014
Suffering
Unless the hero surrenders all, even his life, he cannot be
honored or even noticed.
Unless the heroine loses her way and faces the villain who
threatens her life, she is only a girl.
Unless the robin pierces his breast with the thorn, he is an
unremarkable bird among millions.
Unless a child suffers under a life-sucking cancer, the
genius will not invent the cure.
Until the police brutalize and kill the protester, the wrong
will never be righted.
Unless the mother loses many nights, breaking her body and
spirit, weeping at her weariness, the child will not be fed or loved to become
the strong generation that will change the world.
Without suffering, nothing worthwhile is accomplished.
Chosen
Broken man, sitting on the road
Mourning for what once was
Jealous of the settled lives rolling by
Longing for a can of forgetfulness or two…
You
Yes, you
Are the chosen one.
The Great One has abandoned his children
Abandoned his saints
And chosen you,
who cannot endure this life,
who must beg for a coat or tent,
who is told where to go and what to do
To bring life to all.
Mourning for what once was
Jealous of the settled lives rolling by
Longing for a can of forgetfulness or two…
You
Yes, you
Are the chosen one.
The Great One has abandoned his children
Abandoned his saints
And chosen you,
who cannot endure this life,
who must beg for a coat or tent,
who is told where to go and what to do
To bring life to all.
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Broken
The
broken is the vessel which understands it cannot be filled.
It has destroyed itself, breaking its sides with pleasure and narrow-mindedness;
It has been battered, struggling with what others find simple;
It has chosen the difficult path, only to find it is not sturdy enough to endure;
It has been abused, shattered.
Yet the broken is the chosen vessel of God.
What is useless to anyone else
Is precious without compare to He who creates beauty.
It has destroyed itself, breaking its sides with pleasure and narrow-mindedness;
It has been battered, struggling with what others find simple;
It has chosen the difficult path, only to find it is not sturdy enough to endure;
It has been abused, shattered.
Yet the broken is the chosen vessel of God.
What is useless to anyone else
Is precious without compare to He who creates beauty.
First Things First
You
cannot encourage unless you also listen
You cannot love unless you also rest.
You cannot pray unless you are world-involved.
You cannot listen unless you remain silent.
You cannot give unless you notice need.
You cannot express beauty unless you experience beauty.
You cannot grow until you see your smallness.
You cannot love unless you also rest.
You cannot pray unless you are world-involved.
You cannot listen unless you remain silent.
You cannot give unless you notice need.
You cannot express beauty unless you experience beauty.
You cannot grow until you see your smallness.
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