a lesson learned by ryan.
dimes in the street may want to stay in the street...
... lovin' slurpies is expected and naturally the right thing.
loving' people is new and original. something we're not used to. i agree with you. i struggle with lovin' those who are white, rich, and "like me" aka the things i don't like about my culture.
i don't know what i'm learning... i'm tryin' to interweave my life with these other parts of Christ's body. The fact remains. They are still different parts of the body. Very different. i think "why do i feel so uncomfortable? why do i not fit in? is this where the "gap" of Christianity lies? is this where i find my purpose for the world around me?"
"peace... runs deep... deep in Him."
... it is truly strange how a being come to... being...
i feel that change. Not the whole chagne, but i feel the start of something.
One of the major reasons i came out here, to be honest. i needed to get away. i need to get thrown off track, so that i could understand where the tracks of my faith lay... so that i may follow them, so that way i may truly know where God is in my life, so that i may return to Him.
i didn't tell you what the whole sermon was about this morning.
Shalom Shalom. It's written wtice to mean "all existing peace... internal peace and external peace".
That is what i think i'm hitting at this moment, curious george...
... i decided. art and music are not worthless.
They are very much the foundation to our humanity...
My Walkabout Is Come.
if you don't know what a walkabout is. it is a man's journey made in australia to find wisdom and manhood. it is a time of awakening and spiritual realization.
My Walkabout Is Come.
shalom.
shalom.
shalom.
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