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Mercy Streams

…I saw something today that made me want to weep. It was done in the name of God. I can hardly speak of it…the cruelty…the ignorance….I don’t think I have anything more to say about it that right now - maybe tomorrow. I’ll process it, then I’ll definitely have something to say tomorrow.

Ethan’s birthday was nice - just a small, family party since I’ve been so sick. We’ll have a rowdy, 7 year-old party next weekend, hopefully.

I’m finally starting to feel somewhat better. I don’t know why I fight it, but I broke down and went to see my nearly- eighty, holistic doctor…he fixed me right up - (and reminded me of what the Bible says about taking care of our bodies). So, now I’m finally on the mend. I don’t know why I put up such a fight.

So, today was the first day, all week, that I’ve been “engaged”. I found such pleasure in cleaning my kitchen counter-tops and watching the boys play with Ethan’s new Lego’s…even laundry - just all the little things that I’ve struggled to do all week. It felt so good to just be “Mom” again.

Now it’s Saturday evening, and Byron reminded me that he thinks I’m singing “Lead Me to the Cross” tomorrow morning! I love that song, but I sing it very…passionately, and I don’t even know if my voice works anymore - well, we’ll see!

It’s hard to believe that it’s already Saturday night again…on the other hand, it seems like a month since last Sunday, too. I need Sundays so much. They exhaust me and energize me all at the same time. Just seeing all the people…from the early morning volunteers to the first-time-in-church-ever-in-my-life “seeker”…every person, every single one inspires, humbles and challenges me.

It’s like streams of mercy in the desert of the “real world”…

We all need those kind of days…the streams…the inspiration…the challenge.

“Lead me to the cross - where your love poured out. Bring me to my knees, Lord I lay me down. Rid me of myself, I belong to you…Lead me.” - Hillsong United

That will be my song tomorrow, from my soul, even if I don’t sing it out loud - it will be my song.

Peace.

Speaks for itself…

…this quote does, that is:

“Women are made to be loved, not understood.” -Oscar Wilde

It is a noble undertaking, however, for a man to try…and try…and try…

Good night,

Peace.

Out of the Ghostlands…

I saw some of the movie “Troy” yesterday. Of course, it was full of beautiful cinematography and fantastic, dramatic fight scenes.

But, the most moving thing was one quiet scene. It was in something Helen says to Paris:

Paris: Pearls from the sea of Propontus.
Helen: They’re beautiful, but I could never wear them, Menelaus would kill us both.
Paris: Don’t be afraid of him.
Helen: I’m not afraid of dying, I’m afraid of tomorrow. I’m afraid of watching you sail away and knowing you’ll never come back. Before you came to Sparta, I was a ghost. I walked and I ate and I swam in the sea… but, I was just a ghost.
Paris: You don’t have to fear tomorrow… come with me!
Helen: Don’t play with me, don’t play.
Paris: If you come, we’ll never be safe. Men will hunt us, the gods will curse us, but I’ll love you. Until the day they burn my body, I’ll love you.


She says, “I walked and I ate and I swam in the sea… but, I was just a ghost.”We’re all like that until we know true love, aren’t we? Just ghosts…shells of the ones we would be - should be - if we only knew real love.This is the love that Christ offers us - a love that leads us out of the ghostlands and into real life. And The Enemy will never stop hunting us, people will curse us - and Christ, but His love goes on…even beyond death.His love is what epics and novels and fairy-tales try so hard to capture and emulate. He is the standard.When we embrace the love of The One who made us, died for us, and knows us like no one else, it is then that we become real - we leave the ghostlands behind forever…Sometimes when we get discouraged, we can head back toward the past - the ghostlands - we can think we deserve nothing more. But this is a lie. We are loved and prized above all created things.

We - I - just need to remember this from time to time…

…so that we never return to only “walking, eating and swimming”, but really only being ghosts - merely shadows - of all that we were meant to be.

Love is always the way out…
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Peace.


Planning Ahead…

…so, at dinner we were chatting with the kids about random stuff:

Byron: “Ethan, which would you choose for a pet?: a bird, or…

Ethan: (enthusiastically) “…or A WIFE?”

My Boys & Me

There’s a breakdown in communication somewhere - but since he’s six, he can get away with it. At least he has a happy outlook on marriage! I mean, what spells L-O-V-E to a six year old boy more than a pet? :-) We’ll keep working on the finer details…

Peace.