Well, its been a while since i posted here. Since then I've spent several weeks rock climbing at Arapalies in Australia along with many others things. However I've also been pondering about life. Watching people hurt, watching people search for love and satisfaction. In the news 33 people shot dead in America. Hundreds dead in Iraq. Then i go to churchs' and hear sermons on committing to God, on setting ourselves apart for him and opening up to him, about not being afraid to step out and do his work. Then i read my bible about Jesus hanging out with the sinners, the prostitutes, societies scum. Those that are not loved by many. I see a shortage of people willing to just go and love these people. Probably cause they are hard to love, embarassing to love at times. It's with a mixture of fear and excitement i realise God has chosen us, me, you, in fact everyone to love as his children. Excitement: how amazing this is. Fear that i struggle to reciprocate this. I can never love him back as much as he deserves. Possibly worse still, I can never pass on this love to others as well as I wish i could. However bring on this journey. After all, we have nothing to fear but God, and perhaps fear itself.
"A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in" - Greek Proverb
I hope this day and this life of mine i manage to do deeds i know i shall recieve joy from, other then the realisation i have passed on just a tiny fraction of God's love
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