Contrasts

A broken and contrite heart is one thing... 


this leads us to apologize when we do the wrong thing, when we hurt someone, when we are all full of ourselves and finally realize that we're being self-centered and acknowledged that this has to change before things will get better. This, the Lord will honor. 


a broken spirit another entirely different thing... 


when all seems hopeless, without a solution in sight or even on the horizon - that we recognize, a depression that centers on one's own life and all the faultiness that comes with living on this planet, in a condition perhaps not even recognized as fallen-ness, or away from God, or simply out of place, the condition translated 'lost' in KJV. 


what then is the remedy? 


in my life, it has always been to move back to the first position... that of a recognition that I am not the center of even my own universe. that position belongs to the One who crafted the whole thing; spoke it into existence. at which point, it becomes clear, i've been being my own deity ... perhaps again. 
Lord, God, forgive me. 
Thursday 13 September 2007 - 08:55PM (EDT) 





The Art of Giving 
by Kent Nerburn.... Letters to My Son ...from a Celestial Seasonings Tea box
"Remember to be gentle with yourself and others. We are all children of chance, and none can say why some fields will blossom and others lay brown beneath the August sun. Care for those around you. Look past your differences. Their dreams are no less than yours, their choices in life no more easily made. And give. Give in any way you can, of whatever you possess. To give is to love. To withhold is to wither. Care less for your harvest than how it is shared, and your life will have meaning and your heart will have peace."
Sunday 11 November 2007 - 10:23PM (EST)