Speak To Me!

It’s amazing how you can speak right to my heart.  Father… without saying a word you can light up the dark.  Each day as I find myself surrounded by so many negative people, and so much evil, your love gives me peace. A love that can only be found in your presence.  Your arms wrap me in a positive warmth, that only you can provide.  The light that shines new each day comes from the hope that is found in your grace… your love…  Your heart, speaks to my heart, in ways that I can only understand when I take the time to be still, and truly know who you are.  When I put aside the worlds negative view… and fully concentrate on the love you provide.  A love that is humble… accepting…understanding… and never ending. A love that gives me assurance of a future with you, and your father.  A love I will never fully comprehend. A love I can firmly place my faith in, and give my heart to.  Father, give me the wisdom to hear when you speak.  Give me the understanding to know what you are saying.  To hear with an open heart, and a creative mind, that I may come to truly know your ways… your truth.  Ephesians 3:17-19 

I Love You!

Perry

Loving Anyway!

As we talked…  I expressed to him the heart of our Savior.  The longer we visited, the more he become uncomfortable.  Every human, deserves our love and respect, as they are children of God. Each one made in his image… given a purpose… given a part of his spirit.   Because each person holds Christ DNA in them, we are to love them all.  He commented,  “what about the guy that steals from me”?  Jesus says give him your coat also.  “What about the guy who harms me”?  Jesus says turn the other cheek so he can hit it too.  He was struggling.  He was having trouble understanding, because the world he was raised in, taught just the opposite.   Then he commented.  “if he has done something to me, then he loses my love… my respect”.  So now we are ranking sin based on what is important to you?  Should we operate off of Christ standards… or our own?  Christ and God do not rank sin.  One is bad… the next is the same.  However, we operate from our own scale.  We see sins’ in a hierarchy.  The lie I told yesterday, could not be as bad, as the murder he committed.  It is but for the GRACE of our Savior that any of us can rest.  I for one, am so THANKFUL, that my Savior does not lose love and respect for me, because of my actions.  Matthew Chap. 5 – 7

I Love You!

Perry

It’s All About Jesus!

Monday! Most of us don’t like Monday! To me, it offers new hope and a chance to be back with the people, I love to work with.  However, this particular Monday, was a day full of disappointment and frustration.  There were times, I felt as though it couldn’t get any worse.  People who say they love you… but leave.  People who say they want what is best… but do not do their best. Religious leaders who reflect only the world.  Then I saw it! Our Saviors letters and the stories he left for us.  It only takes a moment to remember… it’s all about Jesus.  Doesn’t matter what others say or do.  It’s all about Jesus.  Doesn’t matter what the outcome is.  It’s all about Jesus.  Doesn’t matter that others are rude and angry.  It’s all about Jesus.  Doesn’t matter if the world likes you, or not.  It’s all about Jesus.  When the world knocks us down.  When others disappoint.  When people could care less about you.  When the world shows hatred… malice… envy…  violence and indifference.  All that matters is Jesus.  When he is front and center in your life, you will return hatred, with love.  Malice, with compassion. Envy, with sharing. Violence, with peace.  Indifference, with caring.  It’s simply all about Jesus.  What a comfort that is… in this crazy world.

Ephesians 1:20-23

I Love You!

Perry

So Many and Yet One!

So many! As I stand on 16th street in Denver, so many people. Sitting. Standing. Walking. I try to see each one. I don’t want to see a forest… I want to see a tree! So many, that it would be easy to look at them as a crowd, but I desire to see a person. To notice each. To try to see Christ in this one and that. As he stopped to ask if I had a cigarette, I noticed his face was severely disfigured. He was missing his nose along with other scars. Now homeless… I asked if he could use some money. My heart aches as I think, but for the grace of God… go I. If I had a handicap such as his… would I be on the street, as well? Did he turn to drugs to run from the pain? Did he turn to the street to escape the ridicule. I tried to visit with him, but he was gone as fast as he came. I would have told him that one day there will be no more scars. One day his nose would be whole again. For now, all I can do is pray, that he finds peace in our Savior. Our Savior always saw the person… and not the crowd. I pray that he blinds me, to the mass of people, and leads me to the one that needs a kind word. We can make a difference… we just have to take the time. Luke 15:4

I Love You!
Perry