So it has been a while since I have blogged, but in the last three weeks, I have...
Eaten Sushi--the raw kind
Helped a bunch of people move into the dorms
had more meetings than I would care to have in a year
started class--which is awesome
got a new student ID
spent much time in prayer
mudded, primed and painted a room
moved into my house (you may remember I was gone all summer)
cleaned my room
fixed my mountain bike, and started riding again
climbed rocks
hiked
had a leadership retreat
gave the first sermon of the semester
had a great open mic night at the Waterhouse (our building in downtown morgantown where h2o meets)
and...started back into fitness at healthy eating with my roommates.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Thursday, August 11, 2005
changing the world
I'm sitting planning out the semester, and a pre-semester retreat time for the small community of faith of which I am part here in Morgantown. In the cafe where I am sitting, I have been taking in a bit of the conversation taking place around me. It seems like times don't really change. In the first century, there were many people with many different agendas for changing the world. the same is true today.
Twenty feet from me a group of three women are working on a mission, vision, and values statement for a feminist organization they are starting to get rid of evil in the world. Their purpose is to expose the evils of different institutions and point to a better way.
Another person I just talked to was on a crusade against Domino sugar for destroying the everglades. Other people all around me are plotting out agenda's for their organizations and their communities.
In a sense, it makes me hopeful--that so many people are looking for the betterment of God's world. In another sense it scares me. How much are these plans I am developing similar to those plans being made all around me. I pray that I would be humble enough to submit any plans I am developing to God's greater plan. I don't want to find myself guilty of presumption with regard to God's purposes for our community of faith in Morgantown.
Please pray for me, and pray for God's redemption to break through in this community. He is the shaper of our destinies, and the source of all true life!
Also, take time to consider how your day is ordered. Who dictates your agenda for life--is it you? Or are you sumitting all of your goals and ideas to the Master of Life?
Twenty feet from me a group of three women are working on a mission, vision, and values statement for a feminist organization they are starting to get rid of evil in the world. Their purpose is to expose the evils of different institutions and point to a better way.
Another person I just talked to was on a crusade against Domino sugar for destroying the everglades. Other people all around me are plotting out agenda's for their organizations and their communities.
In a sense, it makes me hopeful--that so many people are looking for the betterment of God's world. In another sense it scares me. How much are these plans I am developing similar to those plans being made all around me. I pray that I would be humble enough to submit any plans I am developing to God's greater plan. I don't want to find myself guilty of presumption with regard to God's purposes for our community of faith in Morgantown.
Please pray for me, and pray for God's redemption to break through in this community. He is the shaper of our destinies, and the source of all true life!
Also, take time to consider how your day is ordered. Who dictates your agenda for life--is it you? Or are you sumitting all of your goals and ideas to the Master of Life?
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Long Day
As the day draws to a close, I feel fatigued and refreshed at the same time. Fatigued because the day has been long. Refreshed, because I feel like I was able to see so much of God at work in my life today, and I was able to engage in what he was doing all around me.
I love people. All that I did today was focussed on helping people to get a bigger picture of who Jesus is. In the process, I too received a bigger picture of who Jesus is.
It is no wonder that so much of our faith remains shrouded in mystery. Our God is truly overwhelming in His love. His beauty. His artistry. How could a person explain God. Explain the trinity. Explain an infant developing inside a mother in nine months.
Our God is truly amazing. I hope that as you read this you can reflect on the mystery and the beauty and the artistry of our wonderful Creator.
I love people. All that I did today was focussed on helping people to get a bigger picture of who Jesus is. In the process, I too received a bigger picture of who Jesus is.
It is no wonder that so much of our faith remains shrouded in mystery. Our God is truly overwhelming in His love. His beauty. His artistry. How could a person explain God. Explain the trinity. Explain an infant developing inside a mother in nine months.
Our God is truly amazing. I hope that as you read this you can reflect on the mystery and the beauty and the artistry of our wonderful Creator.
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Time in Parkersburg
Around 7AM Wednesday morning, I finished the drive from Mount Hope to Parkersburg. The last few days have been a whirlwind of meeting people and working out plans for the fall semester at WVU. It has been a pretty cool time, because one of the places I have been trying to pull away to work has been a great connecting place for some future WVU students who are interested in our campus ministry.
It has been really cool to connect with a few of the people who help make this ministry possible as well. One of my greatest joys in doing this ministry is that there are so many people who I know and care about who are prayerfully and financially supporting it. There is nothing better than teaming up with friends and family to be part of what God is doing in His world.
It has been really cool to connect with a few of the people who help make this ministry possible as well. One of my greatest joys in doing this ministry is that there are so many people who I know and care about who are prayerfully and financially supporting it. There is nothing better than teaming up with friends and family to be part of what God is doing in His world.
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Surfing
Well, I finally made it into WV late last night. I stayed the night at my good friend Sam Fisher's after a very productive and also very fun day in Blacksburg, VA.
Reality is setting in for me though...no more surfing. This sport became one of the main ways I enjoyed Sabbath this summer.
It was also very informative too. The word surfing is used to describe a number of activities including perusing the web.
For me, the sport is exhilerating. I hope to be able to indulge in this rush whenever I am near the ocean.
Beyond this exhileration, I understand more about the water. Often we hear people talk about catching the next big wave. Until one has caught a wave, this metaphor isn't fully understood. There is a patience necessary to catch the wave. If you go to early, it doesn't break with you. If you go too late, the wave has broken before you can get in it. If you don't wait, you will settle for a mediocre wave, and the ride won't be nearly as enjoyable.
I wonder how many times in my life, I've been in too much of a hurry to catch the good waves. I hope as I grow in faith, I will more consistently catch the waves of the Spirit, and I will be able to more fully enjoy the ride.
Whether it be in the Atlantic, or the great oceans of faith--I know I love catching sweet waves!
For all who have never stood on a longboard as the wave carries you along the break to the shoreline--I hope you can understand.
Go catch some waves!
Reality is setting in for me though...no more surfing. This sport became one of the main ways I enjoyed Sabbath this summer.
It was also very informative too. The word surfing is used to describe a number of activities including perusing the web.
For me, the sport is exhilerating. I hope to be able to indulge in this rush whenever I am near the ocean.
Beyond this exhileration, I understand more about the water. Often we hear people talk about catching the next big wave. Until one has caught a wave, this metaphor isn't fully understood. There is a patience necessary to catch the wave. If you go to early, it doesn't break with you. If you go too late, the wave has broken before you can get in it. If you don't wait, you will settle for a mediocre wave, and the ride won't be nearly as enjoyable.
I wonder how many times in my life, I've been in too much of a hurry to catch the good waves. I hope as I grow in faith, I will more consistently catch the waves of the Spirit, and I will be able to more fully enjoy the ride.
Whether it be in the Atlantic, or the great oceans of faith--I know I love catching sweet waves!
For all who have never stood on a longboard as the wave carries you along the break to the shoreline--I hope you can understand.
Go catch some waves!
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
The Journey Northward
Over the last couple of days I have been slowly travelling northward toward West Virginia. Along the way, I have been able to meet with many friends and share with them what God is doing in my life as well as hear what He has been doing in theirs.
I sat in traffic for two hours in Jacksonville Saturday, and an additional hour in Daytona to make a nine hour trip out of a six hour drive. I had the privilege of stopping in Columbia for the night to connect with Josh and Dana Kelly. It was pretty cool because, among other things we had pizza at "the mellow mushroom". We had the same waiter as we had during my stop on the way to Orlando. He remembered me, and we were able to connect a bit more. Turns out he is a musician, and has some stuff online--gonna try to listen to it soon and keep connected. Maybe it will be a future friend for the Kelly's in Columbia as well.
After breakfast Sunday morning at the Kelly's, I travelled to Charlotte, where I attended church with Sarah Nelms and her friend Jen. We had some pizza at Brixx in Charlotte, and I continued my journey northward to Virginia.
Sunday evening, I was able to meet and stay the night with my friends the Arringtons in Bedford, VA. We were able to enjoy both dinner Sunday night and breakfast at the Peaks of Otter monday morning. It was definitely a refreshing time of sharing.
After this, I journeyed to Roanoke, and spent the evening dining, conversing, and resting at Marc and Mandy Hinkle's new place.
Today I am meeting with folks in Blacksburg, VA, and trying to crank through as much stuff online as possible.
I sat in traffic for two hours in Jacksonville Saturday, and an additional hour in Daytona to make a nine hour trip out of a six hour drive. I had the privilege of stopping in Columbia for the night to connect with Josh and Dana Kelly. It was pretty cool because, among other things we had pizza at "the mellow mushroom". We had the same waiter as we had during my stop on the way to Orlando. He remembered me, and we were able to connect a bit more. Turns out he is a musician, and has some stuff online--gonna try to listen to it soon and keep connected. Maybe it will be a future friend for the Kelly's in Columbia as well.
After breakfast Sunday morning at the Kelly's, I travelled to Charlotte, where I attended church with Sarah Nelms and her friend Jen. We had some pizza at Brixx in Charlotte, and I continued my journey northward to Virginia.
Sunday evening, I was able to meet and stay the night with my friends the Arringtons in Bedford, VA. We were able to enjoy both dinner Sunday night and breakfast at the Peaks of Otter monday morning. It was definitely a refreshing time of sharing.
After this, I journeyed to Roanoke, and spent the evening dining, conversing, and resting at Marc and Mandy Hinkle's new place.
Today I am meeting with folks in Blacksburg, VA, and trying to crank through as much stuff online as possible.
Goodbye Starbucks
Saturday morning commenced the long trek back to West Virginia for me. Before the last of us Mountaineers left O-town, we had to make one last stop in Starbucks. This was one of my stomping grounds for the summer, and a primary place of contact for meeting people.
Behind my right shoulder is Kateland. She was one of my favorite Barista's over the summer and a great new starbucks amigo! I made friends with quite a few staff, but she was one of the very few working when we left Saturday.
Behind my right shoulder is Kateland. She was one of my favorite Barista's over the summer and a great new starbucks amigo! I made friends with quite a few staff, but she was one of the very few working when we left Saturday.
CocoaBeachBaptism
It's been a while since I have blogged, but it isn't because there's been little to say. Last Tuesday the space shuttle launched from Cape Canaveral, but a few hours before that something even cooler happened. I had the privilege of baptizing two of my friends in the Atlantic Ocean at sunrise. We were journeying into the water together as this picture was taken. We held hands as we journeyed into the water together (but then we body-surfed back in after the baptism!).
It was a beautiful morning for our LT community, and I consider it a distinct honor to be able to be a part of this step of obedience for these two young followers of Jesus.
It was a beautiful morning for our LT community, and I consider it a distinct honor to be able to be a part of this step of obedience for these two young followers of Jesus.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
All Done
Earlier this summer, while talking with a few of the staff here in Orlando, I set a goal. The goal was meant to stretch and deepen my walk with God, and it was also meant to be a challenge to encourage others to take major steps of faith over the summer. This goal was centered on the sacred text. I committed to read the entire Bible before LT ended, and I finally finished. It was good to be so immersed in the Word over the summer. God brought a number of fresh insights into my life, and also gave me words that ministered to some personal challenges I have encountered over the summer.
I feel refreshed by meeting the goal, and I feel renewed by the cleansing effects of immersion in this sacred text.
The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God stands forever.--Isaiah 40:8
What a fitting text to read as this rapid journey through the sacred text comes to consummation.
I feel refreshed by meeting the goal, and I feel renewed by the cleansing effects of immersion in this sacred text.
The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God stands forever.--Isaiah 40:8
What a fitting text to read as this rapid journey through the sacred text comes to consummation.
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Waiting for the rain to stop
I'm sitting in a computer lab in Orlando with four other staff right now. We have a lot of rain coming down. It looks like buckets. I figured I would leave a quick post while waiting for the rain to stop.
It's amazing how no matter how impervious we think we are to the elements, we still have our limits. I left my goretex jacket in the car so I can't use it right now. All of those proverbs about preparedness just came "flooding" in right now.
Everybody just left, but I am still typing. At least I have my trusty laptop. They've got some guts going out into this torrent, but they don't have laptops with them. That is key for them.
Its kind of funny how technology both enables us and debilitates us at the same time. If I don't have a cell phone, computer, or camera, I don't have to worry about what will happen to them when they get wet, but I also can't enjoy the benefits of them in the dry weather.
Well, those are some thoughts I'm currently having.
try to keep your powder dry
It's amazing how no matter how impervious we think we are to the elements, we still have our limits. I left my goretex jacket in the car so I can't use it right now. All of those proverbs about preparedness just came "flooding" in right now.
Everybody just left, but I am still typing. At least I have my trusty laptop. They've got some guts going out into this torrent, but they don't have laptops with them. That is key for them.
Its kind of funny how technology both enables us and debilitates us at the same time. If I don't have a cell phone, computer, or camera, I don't have to worry about what will happen to them when they get wet, but I also can't enjoy the benefits of them in the dry weather.
Well, those are some thoughts I'm currently having.
try to keep your powder dry
Monday, July 18, 2005
Enchanted Castle
From the middle of the Magic Kingdom, Cinderella's castle begins to change color as twilight approaches.
Friday was truly a magical day with family--it's the first time in a long time I have been able to take a full day off with them. It is even cooler that I was able to bless them while they stayed in FL. I hope they had a magical and restful stay.
It was nice being able to bless them. They've worked so hard so that me, my brother, and sister, would have a better life than them, and now we are in a position to be able to improve their quality of life.
Friday was truly a magical day with family--it's the first time in a long time I have been able to take a full day off with them. It is even cooler that I was able to bless them while they stayed in FL. I hope they had a magical and restful stay.
It was nice being able to bless them. They've worked so hard so that me, my brother, and sister, would have a better life than them, and now we are in a position to be able to improve their quality of life.
Magic Kingdom
So much has happened over the past week...
My parents came to O-town to visit and look for a winter home.
My roommate (in FL) got engaged.
and...I visited four theme parks in one day with my parents.
We went to Animal Kingdom, MGM Studios, Epcot, and the Magic Kingdom. I pushed my mom in a wheelchair for 14 miles in temperatures that exceeded 106. I don't know what the heat index was, but I know it was a scorcher. I am so impressed with my parents--I can't believe we covered four theme parks in 1 day. Mom is 59 and Dad is 64, and I don't know too many people who are half their age who could be so energetic, but we were in the "magic kingdom".
Thanks to my roommates fiance, we were able to visit these parks for free--she gave us three complimentary tickets for all of the parks.
The week has been fun, and I am sorry to see my parents go, but we had a wonderful time. We even visited both coasts while they were here. I think the students in our LT program fell in love with them and vice-versa.
My parents came to O-town to visit and look for a winter home.
My roommate (in FL) got engaged.
and...I visited four theme parks in one day with my parents.
We went to Animal Kingdom, MGM Studios, Epcot, and the Magic Kingdom. I pushed my mom in a wheelchair for 14 miles in temperatures that exceeded 106. I don't know what the heat index was, but I know it was a scorcher. I am so impressed with my parents--I can't believe we covered four theme parks in 1 day. Mom is 59 and Dad is 64, and I don't know too many people who are half their age who could be so energetic, but we were in the "magic kingdom".
Thanks to my roommates fiance, we were able to visit these parks for free--she gave us three complimentary tickets for all of the parks.
The week has been fun, and I am sorry to see my parents go, but we had a wonderful time. We even visited both coasts while they were here. I think the students in our LT program fell in love with them and vice-versa.
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Resignation
Well, for those of you who have been praying with little if any idea of what you have been praying for...I figured I would post the letter I wrote to my tribe's tribal council last Saturday. It might give you some deeper insight into what you were praying for. Thanks for all of your prayers and words of encouragement, and thanks for being my friends.
To the members of the Tribal Council:
One of my greatest passions in life has been my heritage as a Shawnee. I have a great love for my people, and our common tradition. This passion has only been exceeded by my passion for the Lord Jesus, as it should be. Over the last several years I have had many wonderful memories with our people, in every season of the year, and in many locations. I have great memories of visits to Chief Crow’s house, to the Lawson family church, and many other points in between. I am extremely grateful for the memories we have been able to make together—the modern history of the Shawnee people has been written in my heart by the shared experiences of our lives.
For this reason, it is with a heavy heart that I write this letter, but I feel that it is my only recourse. I do not write it out of malicious intent, but out of strong conviction, and deep regret. I write it because I feel I have failed the Shawnee people who I love. I write it because I feel I have been unable to adequately carry out the responsibilities of my position. I write because it seems the only option left for me is to resign my position as Niishwo-t-okeema (2nd Chief or Vice-Chairman of the Tribal Council).
I am sorry that it has come to this, and I truly wish there was another way, but my tear-filled eyes do not see it. I do not feel that I myself, the secretary/treasurer, or the tribal council have the authority to carry out our respective responsibilities. Also, as a matter of conviction, there are practices taking place among those who are considered spiritual authorities which I believe neither reflect the Bible or Shawnee tradition. Again, I do not write this out of bitterness or malice, but out of a heart that desires to seek earnestly after God.
Beyond this, over the last few years there have been questions of my loyalty and my commitment to our tribe. I have continued showing up year after year in spite of remarks made about my commitment, my loyalty, and my faith. If anything, maybe I have been loyal to a fault, and maybe my commitment has blinded me to the unraveling of our commitment to the Lord Jesus, to humble, forgiving hearts of repentance, and to the deep love all once felt for each other.
I love you all very dearly, and this has been the most painful decision I have ever made. I pray that you will find a better replacement and that our tribe will experience revival. I feel great shame that I have failed our people and great sorrow for what has become of our once loving and safe community.
I understand that my position in the tribe is for life, based on good behavior. I also understand that my commitment to Grandfather God stands before all other commitments. As such, I can not continue serving in my position with a clear conscience while we as a people drift farther and farther apart. I’m sorry I could not stop this from happening.
If anyone would like to contact me with any further concerns or questions I would gladly invite this dialogue and would be honored by your concern.
With great love and a broken heart,
Billy Thunderwarrior Williams
Vice-Chief
One of my greatest passions in life has been my heritage as a Shawnee. I have a great love for my people, and our common tradition. This passion has only been exceeded by my passion for the Lord Jesus, as it should be. Over the last several years I have had many wonderful memories with our people, in every season of the year, and in many locations. I have great memories of visits to Chief Crow’s house, to the Lawson family church, and many other points in between. I am extremely grateful for the memories we have been able to make together—the modern history of the Shawnee people has been written in my heart by the shared experiences of our lives.
For this reason, it is with a heavy heart that I write this letter, but I feel that it is my only recourse. I do not write it out of malicious intent, but out of strong conviction, and deep regret. I write it because I feel I have failed the Shawnee people who I love. I write it because I feel I have been unable to adequately carry out the responsibilities of my position. I write because it seems the only option left for me is to resign my position as Niishwo-t-okeema (2nd Chief or Vice-Chairman of the Tribal Council).
I am sorry that it has come to this, and I truly wish there was another way, but my tear-filled eyes do not see it. I do not feel that I myself, the secretary/treasurer, or the tribal council have the authority to carry out our respective responsibilities. Also, as a matter of conviction, there are practices taking place among those who are considered spiritual authorities which I believe neither reflect the Bible or Shawnee tradition. Again, I do not write this out of bitterness or malice, but out of a heart that desires to seek earnestly after God.
Beyond this, over the last few years there have been questions of my loyalty and my commitment to our tribe. I have continued showing up year after year in spite of remarks made about my commitment, my loyalty, and my faith. If anything, maybe I have been loyal to a fault, and maybe my commitment has blinded me to the unraveling of our commitment to the Lord Jesus, to humble, forgiving hearts of repentance, and to the deep love all once felt for each other.
I love you all very dearly, and this has been the most painful decision I have ever made. I pray that you will find a better replacement and that our tribe will experience revival. I feel great shame that I have failed our people and great sorrow for what has become of our once loving and safe community.
I understand that my position in the tribe is for life, based on good behavior. I also understand that my commitment to Grandfather God stands before all other commitments. As such, I can not continue serving in my position with a clear conscience while we as a people drift farther and farther apart. I’m sorry I could not stop this from happening.
If anyone would like to contact me with any further concerns or questions I would gladly invite this dialogue and would be honored by your concern.
With great love and a broken heart,
Billy Thunderwarrior Williams
Vice-Chief
Thursday, July 07, 2005
Hard Decisions
I hate making hard decisions. I really just despise making hard decisions. Right now I am facing one of the hardest decisions of my life, and I am scared. I am terrified, and I don't want to do the wrong thing. Please pray for me to be able to walk in the Spirit, follow the Lord's leading, and lay down one of the most important aspects of my life before the altar of the Lord. Please pray I will do the right thing, and that my actions will be used for the glory of God. I can't say much about it, but I am thankful for any intercession you can make on my behalf.
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Blue Like Jazz
So, I flew from Orlando into one of the most beautiful days in Pittsburgh I can remember. As I flew, I read this book by Donald Miller called Blue Like Jazz. It is really cool. Not a deeply theological book, but very real! I have been debating giving it a read for about a year now, and it became "the book" for my flight back north. If you get a chance, give it a read. Don't expect to find any answers to deep theological questions, but you may find a tear or two welling up in your eyes at points. There may also be many laughs emited at other points.
Hey, give it a read.
Hey, give it a read.
Monday, July 04, 2005
Weekend Adventures
This past weekend was a little toned down for me--no surfing, no flying, no weddings. I lived a quasi-normal existence. It seems I am fighting some type of sinus problem so I have been a little out of it. I did make one pioneering move though in the area of my wardrobe. I bought a shirt from Banana Republic that is striped and some of those stripes are different colors of pink. It was super cheap, and I had some staff encouraging me to purchase on a miniature "fashion emergency". I wore it to a party Saturday night, and it got rave reviews. My roommates have gone on record to state that I'm probably the only person they know of who could pull it off. I seem to get that comment a lot about my attire.
I was hoping to make my annual pilgrimmage to Ichetucknee Springs this summer, but so far no-dice. We shall see what transpires in future weeks. My folks are coming to visit next week, so I am looking forward to that. It will be their first time in FL since 1986. Much has changed since then, I'm sure.
I will also be flying back north this week for a church planning time in Pittsburgh, PA. It looks to be another full week!
I was hoping to make my annual pilgrimmage to Ichetucknee Springs this summer, but so far no-dice. We shall see what transpires in future weeks. My folks are coming to visit next week, so I am looking forward to that. It will be their first time in FL since 1986. Much has changed since then, I'm sure.
I will also be flying back north this week for a church planning time in Pittsburgh, PA. It looks to be another full week!
Thursday, June 30, 2005
Back on the Court
Yup! Plantar Fasciitis didn't stop me tonight. But I did stink up the court pretty bad. Made a few friends in the process though. A couple of the guys I played against were deaf, and wow were they good ballers. It was fun to run a little bit, but I am really out of shape. Soooo humid down here. Five minutes after we started playing, you could wring the sweat from my West Virginia jersey (of course I had to represent!!!). Now I am really dehydrated. I am completely wiped. Thankfully I have two days to recover. I just hope I am good to go for surfing this week--I am jones'n to hit the surf for some fun longboard waves.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Mariah Keigley
You may be asking yourself who is this person? I would have responded the same way an hour ago. Mariah Keigley is a 14 year old girl who was recently murdered in the hills of West Virginia. After searching for a couple of days, her body was found in her home in Miletus. The story was covered in local news. I just read a second follow-up story that is even more disturbing.
I have had a hard time containing the tears since hearing this story and reading these articles. Mariah's story isn't the only one of it's type. Mariah's story is a reminder though. How often do we turn a blind eye toward injustice? What are we doing to prevent these things from happening?
I'm praying for God to help us be active in participation in His healing of the world. I'm praying that Mariah didn't die to make a headline for a day or two after her death. I'm praying that God would stir us to be awake.
I am really without words over what my friend shared with me about Mariah's story...
I have had a hard time containing the tears since hearing this story and reading these articles. Mariah's story isn't the only one of it's type. Mariah's story is a reminder though. How often do we turn a blind eye toward injustice? What are we doing to prevent these things from happening?
I'm praying for God to help us be active in participation in His healing of the world. I'm praying that Mariah didn't die to make a headline for a day or two after her death. I'm praying that God would stir us to be awake.
I am really without words over what my friend shared with me about Mariah's story...
Recent Movies
The last couple of nights I have gone to see movies with some of the LT'ers here in Orlando. I saw batman begins Sunday night, and thought it was great. There was a powerful theme of combatting injustice, and that seems to be a theme I've been thinking about more and more lately.
He has told you, O man, what is good; And what does the Lord require of you But to do justice, to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God. Micah 6:8
This theme of injustice was repeated in last night's film--The Longest Yard. It's a comedy featuring Adam Sandler. While I appreciated the theme of fighting injustice, I did not appreciate much of the humor (don't get me wrong there were moments). It seems like humor in films is moving more and more toward the crass, the coarse, and the filthy. Maybe it has always been this way, and I just never noticed, but I found myself a little disappointed in the film none-the-less.
With injustice being a common one in the films of the summer, what are some ways we might be able to jump into this aspect of God's story and be obedient to the verse in Micah in the place where we live?
He has told you, O man, what is good; And what does the Lord require of you But to do justice, to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God. Micah 6:8
This theme of injustice was repeated in last night's film--The Longest Yard. It's a comedy featuring Adam Sandler. While I appreciated the theme of fighting injustice, I did not appreciate much of the humor (don't get me wrong there were moments). It seems like humor in films is moving more and more toward the crass, the coarse, and the filthy. Maybe it has always been this way, and I just never noticed, but I found myself a little disappointed in the film none-the-less.
With injustice being a common one in the films of the summer, what are some ways we might be able to jump into this aspect of God's story and be obedient to the verse in Micah in the place where we live?
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I just met the most beautiful little girl the other day. I was able to see my old roommate's little 2 month old daughter for the first time. In the picture, you can see her posing on a blanket that my mother crocheted specifically for her.
As a single guy, I've tended to avoid a lot of interaction with wee children (as most single guys do). Partly because of the awkward way people look at you. Partly out of a reverent fear and awe of something so miraculous and beautiful.
Now, as a result of some work God has been doing in me, I don't want to miss out on fully appreciating little miracles like Abigail. When I visited, I held her. I danced with her. I sang to her. I talked to her. Children are so beautiful, and so delicate. I am so glad I am able to enjoy this wonderful gift from God.
If you are a person who avoids children, you are definitely missing out. It's cool to think that we as the people of God all share in the care for one another--including the infants and children of our communities.
Take some time and care for the infants and young people in your community. They represent the future of God's world.