In the Last Moments of Father’s Day
“I wish all eulogies could be so wonderfully real. We’re born in the honesty of physical nakedness, I wish we could all die in emotional nakedness, with forgiveness following us on our journeys.”
“I wish all eulogies could be so wonderfully real. We’re born in the honesty of physical nakedness, I wish we could all die in emotional nakedness, with forgiveness following us on our journeys.”
Share To the Mother of Her Who My Child Loves by Vernie Lynn […]
“Today was a Day Two kind of day. I felt the weight of sorrow and the comfort of hope. It was a day to be human and to be grateful for salvation. It was gloriously messy and real. And through it all I felt sustained and comforted by a Savior who has been through such a day as this. One who knows the compassion and enduring peace and love that waits on the morning of the third day.”
“I AM you and we were slaying dragons before the world was. You NEED to remember it.”
“No matter what we’re experiencing it will change with the passage of time. What is of greatest importance then, in a world where both the view and vantage point are so changeable?
Knowing where to look.”
“Is this call,
To come unto Him,
The invitation to our own
Nativity?
An opportunity for rebirth and
Becoming
A new people,
Keeping a new covenant
And ushering in
A new world.”
“I imagine that she too had to remind herself that it wasn’t all dirty nappies, dirty dishes, dirty floors, fingers, and faces. That somewhere in the mundaneness of it all the work of God was happening. That somewhere in her offering of home, food, learning, and love there was something that would come close to the divinity within him. That somehow in all her mortal weakness there would be something that would help him in the work he would someday perform.”
“Because feeling weak is just an idea,
Like worry, or fear, or hope.
And ideas can change
The course of history,
And my own mind.
So while I breathe
And while I stand
Upon the ground instead of lie within it,
I’ll earn that obituary.”
Choice, the capacity to utilize our free will, only happens when we have at least two options to choose between. Those who proclaim the all-encompassing importance of free choice, while condemning those who offer the opportunity to make a choice, or who take offense when an option they don’t want is offered to them, epitomize hypocrisy. They want the freedom to choose their path, but are ready to cast stones at those who offer or choose another. That’s not a defender of liberty. That’s a demagogue parading as a patriot.