Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Basketball game

So I probably look like I'm not having fun. I'm there for david. It's hard to get there, emotionally and energeticly. I'm tired and I just don't want to be in all the buzzers and noise and need to socialize when I'm so unsure of what others are thinking as the sit behind me or see me coming up the steps.

But as the offering Cindy sent in the powerpoint is said, what others think of you is really none of your business. Really I can't change the hearts whether it is good or bad. Only you father can change the hearts of whoever is thinking badly of me or dreads seeing me coming. I can just walk in knowing God walks with me and anyone should be blessed to have a pair sitting next to them wrapped up in one. Jesus inside, me on the outside.

So my dear ones at hurting hearts, father your dear ones are truly hurting. Everything from marraige, to grief to family strife. You are in the midst of them, you are there, they know it but it would be nice for them to have you just phenominally visible to them, you want our faith whter you are visible or not, but when you give us glimpses or even glorious visions they really help to have a memory and helps with hope and faith that you are there when we can't see you. Did you send Jesus so we could see you as human helping us to believe even with him not hear you are there. You are real you are acting still in our world just as you were then. You could've sent another into the world, He may be here right now. We don't know. Just as in Jesus' time the word just gradually spread. And just as in Jesus time there was so much falsehood, it is hard to know and believe anyone who would claim as such.

But we don't know and until then we believe in your son, your only son from heaven and know we are your sons and daughters here on earth if we believe in your son will, too have a home with you some day.

Until then, give me words father, heart, to be there for those in hh who are in such pain. Keep me quiet when all that is needed is a simple I'm praying and I love you. And we can say that and it won't be misinterpreted into a different more twisted kind of love. Your love. Jesus love.

my children father the ones I leave to go back to their parents, father give them desire to get along and learn so they can be whatever YOU want them to be. Not just seeking money for power and earthly success but success in glorifying you.

Amen

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