
Speaking to the Soul: Being a Temple
We ourselves are icons – temples pointing toward God. Quirky and mixed up as we are, we still belong to the body of Christ, and God will use us whenever God can.
We ourselves are icons – temples pointing toward God. Quirky and mixed up as we are, we still belong to the body of Christ, and God will use us whenever God can.
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“I wish you would bear with me in a little foolishness. Do bear with me! And why? Because I do not love you? God knows I do!”
by Linda McMillan “The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.” ― Robert Frost When I was a little girl I would get together
What if we could see whitewater as an opportunity? We can learn from turbulence, even if the experience itself is far from pleasant. We can learn that overwhelmed doesn’t necessarily mean overcome.
In any case FOCO is a blessing and so is any other endeavor that generously welcomes the lost and the needy, not only filling empty stomachs but inviting alienated hearts into a communion that includes everybody. Maybe, invited or not, God is present. Who am I to say?
The debate over guns in our society needs to be just that—a debate, with the willingness to listen. Too often, tragedies happen at the end of a gun barrel, and how many of those times would the people involved give anything to take back what had happened?
Elijah teaches us that God is so willing to answer our prayers that we have only to ask. No cutting, dancing, or begging required.
Perhaps we need to look for little bits of wisdom that are like shiny shells in the sand. They are easily overlooked and they require a modicum of effort to bend over and pick up, but there is a small slice of the world that can be held in the hand and observed. It can be a tiny piece that can be the lynch pin for solving the whole puzzle before us.
After her death we learned that for the entire time she was working with the lowliest of sufferers she felt an absence of God’s presence in her life that left her in agonizing desolation.