Life is snatchlings. The things we talk about when someone asks about our day. Happenstances, funny stories, lessons learned, experiences shared. That's what we would talk about if you were here sitting on my cooshy couch at home. But since you're not... This is my attempt to share life with you my friends, new and old, by sharing my snatchlings and hoping you will too.
Monday, January 8, 2007
Three fingers pointing back at me
We look with disdain on the Iraqis for sqandering their hard-bought freedom, and yet doesn't Jesus' church do the same? He came to set us free from the ruthless dictator of sin and death, although we didn't ask for it, but how often do we live under a dead dictator's thumb? Do we express daily gratitude for precious blood spilt? Do we receive what we've been given and use it responsibly? Do we grow to maturity and imitate our Savior, for our own best interest if nothing else? Do we blame Him for our sufferings, and make Him sorry for saving us, sorry that He ever got involved?
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