Peter Craft – 6/5/2013
…the Bible shows us who we really are. It tells us who we are without Jesus and who we are if we are devoted to Jesus.
When we read the Bible we see our true selves reflected back to us. We see ourselves with all our faults and failures and all that we can be in Jesus.
So if we forget what we hear from God’s word, and if we fail to do what it says, we are really forgetting who we actually are.
Repentance is the means by which one accepts forgiveness already offered.
Not the means by which forgiveness is earned.
Forgiveness is a gift given; not a right deserved; nor a commodity bought.
Repentance is the way in which one holds out their own hand to accept the gift of forgiveness offered freely.
Forgive. Repent. Accept. Be changed.
I have just listened to Wes Moore speak at TED on how to talk to veterans about their wars.
His comments directed my thoughts to other individuals and groups whose communities and families may or may not approach them, or may unintentionally offend or wound through ignorance.
Social media and other communication mediums are replete with those who have endured war, abuse, rape, disability, pain, physical and mental illness, job-loss, moral and financial bankruptcy, child-loss, widow-hood (I could go on), all looking for others who have shared in a similar experience and/or a place to be heard and valued.
My simple hope is that we each would take an interest and the time to discover what another’s experience has been like, and share our own experiences so that someone else may not feel alone in theirs. Talking about our lives is healthy for the speaker, the listener and our social connections. Not talking, asking or listening only breeds our sense of isolation, negative identity assumptions (of ourselves and others), and disconnection from each other when we all have a desire to belong – somewhere.
Turn, O turn! Everyone turn
Who has been turned away
Return, restore, give back and walk
The life of right, be swayed
To turn from right to wickedness
Will bring to you a death
Turn from wickedness to right
Into light of life be swept!
I will judge each one of you
According to your ways
I take no pleasure in one’s death;
O turn and live today
My Son, for wickedness has died
His righteousness will give
To those who turn and will remain;
Abide in Him and live!
Wow, 2 minutes ‘power posing’ can affect your confidence and outcomes!
Your body language shapes who you are Amy Cuddy, TED 2012
…and for my christian friends: IF and WHEN God has called you to something, I was reminded of Jeremiah 1:17
Many thanks to Leslie and Alison…you have once again caused me to think about how I do things, and how I “do me.”
I’m certain the emphasis is not quite so much on ‘what’ we’re doing, but the attitude and/or motivation with which we are doing ‘it’!
Personal and seasonal
Empathic and most reverent
Persistent and so diligent
Consistency and confident
Loving, willing, virtuous
Fearless, strong, industrious
Wise, discerning, disciplined
Entreat, create, envisag – ed
A woman after God’s own heart
Should enjoy the fruits of work
All she has done we will applaud
Her inner self, our best reward
I have just read a devotion by Chuck Swindoll on Insight For Living titled ‘Flexibility’ and based on Acts 16:6-10.
And I’m wondering…
Could it be that inflexibility and traditionalism don’t necessarily mean that one always refuses to do a new or different thing; but that one does all things – new and familiar – with the same old attitude, traits, judgementalism, blind following (lack of discernment), conformity, demand, prejudice, partiality, fear, insecurity…Reforming the things one does, without becoming a person reformed?
Oh, mother of mine
Whose love, so divine
Was comfort to all
Whenever we’d call
Inviting us in
After thought or at whim
Grace and mercy all round
Loving arms to surround
Providing tastes to delight
Waiting up in the night
Home and clothing so clean
Diligence gone unseen
Growing gardens of flowers
Beholding beauty was ours
Grace was personified
In your life, now glorified
A piece of us left with you
When to Christ’s feast you flew
What joy it will be
When greets us, Saviour and thee
I love you Mum, my mum
What a wonder,
Loved of father
You loved him further
Embrace you, I
Our love from on high
Of children, cherished
No affection diminished
Precious this gift
Times together are missed
Longing for Home
All together we’ll roam
Me and my other mother
Grandmothers are for loving
And for cooking and for worrying
Sleeping over, cuddling
Baking scones and making dolls again
They have pools and veges growing
Stay over New Year’s, saucepans banging
Taking photos, lots of bragging
When they’re gone, our hearts are dragging
Thanks for all the joy of learning
Thanks for all the fun; now yearning
Hope I’ll be to my own dear ones
Just as precious as my grandmums
Nanny and Grandma