Two Blogs in one day? Am I crazy? Maybe. Here may be the only Valentine's day gift I will get, so I share it with everyone else.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Love like an orphan
As I was going to sleep last night I was dreading waking up today. Today is Valentine's day. Not my favorite day this year to be honest. I wonder if the Grinch works more than one day of the year? Oh Well... enough about my broke heart... to the real idea
Last night as I was trying to think on other things and I thought about an orphanage I went too in Mexico a few years ago. I met this little boy, probally about six or so named Nouvea (? on spelling). He was the smallest and cuttest of the whole bunch. I remember him getting on my back and wanting me to carry him on my sholders. I also remember all the other kids. One had the chicken pox and just wanted someone to hug him. I remember the girls and the boys playing together, taking care of one another. The older one's looked after the younger ones. Out of probally about thirty kids there was only a handful of adults that came through during the day to meet the kids needs.
They ate moldy food, food that was to spoiled to sell. They wore hand me down clothes and shoes... yet in thier poverty they were exteremly happy? Why?
They were happy because all they could do was love and be loved. They didn't have anything else to hold on to in life. All the material barriers that hold us back, all the silly realtionship rules and bumps that make us stumble they did not have. All they had were each other and they loved each other.
I wish we here in our country new some hardship sometimes. Not the "extistental" crisis most of us face but real hardship I think it would make us hold tighter to the real fundemental of life and that is the love we have for one another.
So on this "Valentine's Day" a day I am not to found of this year I hope I and others will look at the realationships we have in ourlives, all of them and remove the barriers that are put in the way and like the orphans just love one another as if it was all we had to hold on too in this world.
Last night as I was trying to think on other things and I thought about an orphanage I went too in Mexico a few years ago. I met this little boy, probally about six or so named Nouvea (? on spelling). He was the smallest and cuttest of the whole bunch. I remember him getting on my back and wanting me to carry him on my sholders. I also remember all the other kids. One had the chicken pox and just wanted someone to hug him. I remember the girls and the boys playing together, taking care of one another. The older one's looked after the younger ones. Out of probally about thirty kids there was only a handful of adults that came through during the day to meet the kids needs.
They ate moldy food, food that was to spoiled to sell. They wore hand me down clothes and shoes... yet in thier poverty they were exteremly happy? Why?
They were happy because all they could do was love and be loved. They didn't have anything else to hold on to in life. All the material barriers that hold us back, all the silly realtionship rules and bumps that make us stumble they did not have. All they had were each other and they loved each other.
I wish we here in our country new some hardship sometimes. Not the "extistental" crisis most of us face but real hardship I think it would make us hold tighter to the real fundemental of life and that is the love we have for one another.
So on this "Valentine's Day" a day I am not to found of this year I hope I and others will look at the realationships we have in ourlives, all of them and remove the barriers that are put in the way and like the orphans just love one another as if it was all we had to hold on too in this world.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Time
Time is a funny thing. It seems to move at a different pace and never remain constant. I remember when time seemed to fly by. Now it seems to have stopped. Days used to blur together now their extremley long. Is time an enemy or a friend? Here are some other thoughts on time:
"Time keeps on slippin, slippin, slippinInto the future
Time keeps on slippin, slippin, slippinInto the future"-Steve Miller
"Time is wasting
Time is walking
You aint no friend of mine
I dont know where Im goin
I think Im out of my mind
Thinking about time"-Hootie and the Blowfish
"The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is."-C.S. Lewis
"For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
time to be born,
and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down,
and a time to build up;
time to weep,
and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn,
and a time to dance; time to throw away stones,
and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace,
and a time to refrain from embracing;
time to seek,
and a time to lose;
a time to keep,
and a time to throw away;
time to tear,
and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence,
and a time to speak;
time to love,
and a time to hate;
a time for war,
and a time for peace. "-Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 (NRSV)
"Lost time is never found again." - Benjamin Franklin
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I think I use to try to live in the future, now I live in the past. If only I could find the middle ground and live in the present, then time would not seem so much like a prison. So what do you think about TIME? Is it a friend, and enemy, or does it remain neutral?
Friday, February 8, 2008
Psalm 116
Sometimes there are certain verses of Scriputre that we read and reread. Over the last few weeks this Psalm has been read alot by myself. I thought I would share it.
Psalm 116
1 I love the Lord, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy. 2 Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live. 3 The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of the grave came upon me; I was overcome by trouble and sorrow. 4 Then I called on the name of the Lord: "O Lord, save me!" 5 The Lord is gracious and righteous; our God is full of compassion. 6 The Lord protects the simplehearted; when I was in great need, he saved me. 7 Be at rest once more, O my soul, for the Lord has been good to you. 8 For you, O Lord, have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling, 9 that I may walk before the Lord in the land of the living.
10 I believed; therefore I said, "I am greatly afflicted." 11 And in my dismay I said, "All men are liars." 12 How can I repay the Lord for all his goodness to me? 13 I will lift up the cup of salvation and call on the name of the Lord. 14 I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all his people. 15 Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. 16 O Lord, truly I am your servant; I am your servant, the son of your maidservant; you have freed me from my chains. 17 I will sacrifice a thank offering to you and call on the name of the Lord. 18 I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all his people, 19 in the courts of the house of the Lord-- in your midst, O Jerusalem. Praise the Lord. (NIV)
1 I love the Lord, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy. 2 Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live. 3 The cords of death entangled me, the anguish of the grave came upon me; I was overcome by trouble and sorrow. 4 Then I called on the name of the Lord: "O Lord, save me!" 5 The Lord is gracious and righteous; our God is full of compassion. 6 The Lord protects the simplehearted; when I was in great need, he saved me. 7 Be at rest once more, O my soul, for the Lord has been good to you. 8 For you, O Lord, have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling, 9 that I may walk before the Lord in the land of the living.
10 I believed; therefore I said, "I am greatly afflicted." 11 And in my dismay I said, "All men are liars." 12 How can I repay the Lord for all his goodness to me? 13 I will lift up the cup of salvation and call on the name of the Lord. 14 I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all his people. 15 Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. 16 O Lord, truly I am your servant; I am your servant, the son of your maidservant; you have freed me from my chains. 17 I will sacrifice a thank offering to you and call on the name of the Lord. 18 I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all his people, 19 in the courts of the house of the Lord-- in your midst, O Jerusalem. Praise the Lord. (NIV)
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Deafning Silence?
I always wondered what people meant by deafning silence. How can the lack of sound cause one to go deaf? I think I know now what they meant.
Sometimes when you don't hear anything, when there is nothing, it becomes the loudest thing you will ever hear. Silence is deafning. Without the sounds we become familiar with in ourl ives, when they are silenced, we find ourselves very alone. In that loneleniss we find that all that we hear is ourselves. Our minds constantly make noise in the absence of others. It is in that where we become deaf.
Today is the start of Lent a time when we turn from our own lives and look towards the cross and Easter. Today I will give up the silence, today I will try and bring noise back into my world. Even if its not from the familar sound that I miss, I will try to bring a new noise into my life; a joyful noise, not unto myself but unto God, in preperation for this Lenten season.
Romans 8:24-28
24For inhope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what is seen? 25But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience.
26 Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought, but that very Spirit intercedes with sighs too deep for words. 27And God, who searches the heart, knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. 28a We know that all things work together for goodfor those who love God,... (NRSV)
Sometimes when you don't hear anything, when there is nothing, it becomes the loudest thing you will ever hear. Silence is deafning. Without the sounds we become familiar with in ourl ives, when they are silenced, we find ourselves very alone. In that loneleniss we find that all that we hear is ourselves. Our minds constantly make noise in the absence of others. It is in that where we become deaf.
Today is the start of Lent a time when we turn from our own lives and look towards the cross and Easter. Today I will give up the silence, today I will try and bring noise back into my world. Even if its not from the familar sound that I miss, I will try to bring a new noise into my life; a joyful noise, not unto myself but unto God, in preperation for this Lenten season.
Romans 8:24-28
24For inhope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what is seen? 25But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience.
26 Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought, but that very Spirit intercedes with sighs too deep for words. 27And God, who searches the heart, knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. 28a We know that all things work together for goodfor those who love God,... (NRSV)
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Ode to a T-Rex
Today driving around I thought, "you know I sure do love a T-Rex.
"Oh T-Rex you have such big teeth,
yet your arms are so small.
You could eat me in one bite,
but if we had a swimming contest I would win.
You probally smell horrible,
that is if you were still alive.
If you were around,
I think I'd like to have you as a pet."
Monday, February 4, 2008
A letter from Superman
Dear Clark,
It sure has been awhile since I saw you. I have been busy lately. Every day someone is in need of saving, and guess who they call on? Sometimes I wish I could live your life Clark. I wish I could just wake up and know what my day would be like. I wish I had a nine to five life, where everything was predictable. Clark you'll never know what it is like to have people always calling out your name. I know you report the news, but I sure do get tired of making it.
It seems like every day I save the world and every day it just falls back into the mess I saved it from. Sometimes it seems useless. But then Clark when I am up in the clouds looking down I wonder, who else would do my job? Clark as much as I wish I could be you everday the world needs me. I might not see you much these days Clark but know I am always around.
-Superman
Sunday, February 3, 2008
"Jericho" and the end of the world.
I have been watching the cbs show Jericho on dvd. I have had a lot of time on my hands, and have finished the entire season in a week. I think the reason why I like the show is that it makes me put myself into the show and ask, "which of these characters am I?"
Most of the characters are regular people but when their reality crashes down on them they respond in different ways. Some become heros, some become villans, and some end up somewhere in the middle. In many ways I think we all feel we are the hero, but in the story those who are the villans still think they are the heros. Do we all come out in the middle? I was listening to a talk by Don Miller, the author of "Blue Like Jazz", the other day. He asked the question if we were in a movie who would the audience say we were? Would they say we were the hero or villan? I have asked myself the same question these past few weeks.
Although the world doesn't end in Jericho completley, life still goes on. In our own lives tragedies come, but it doesn't mean that its the end of the world, life still goes on. I hope my audince watching my movie will say that I am a hero.
Most of the characters are regular people but when their reality crashes down on them they respond in different ways. Some become heros, some become villans, and some end up somewhere in the middle. In many ways I think we all feel we are the hero, but in the story those who are the villans still think they are the heros. Do we all come out in the middle? I was listening to a talk by Don Miller, the author of "Blue Like Jazz", the other day. He asked the question if we were in a movie who would the audience say we were? Would they say we were the hero or villan? I have asked myself the same question these past few weeks.
Although the world doesn't end in Jericho completley, life still goes on. In our own lives tragedies come, but it doesn't mean that its the end of the world, life still goes on. I hope my audince watching my movie will say that I am a hero.
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