As we enter this new time of year it is a time to travel back into ancient history. Jesus was born to bring new life and new light to those whose faith had grown dim. There were now new stories to tell and hope replaced the shadows of despondency.
Neither Communism nor Christianity have ever really been lived. The difference between them was Christianity was based on faith while I would say Communism was political and people were not given a choice. Both believed in equality and sharing. It all changed when entranced into this faith community required a consent to a set of dogmas and creeds.
I have a hope that if we allow the Spirit, the wonder and mystery and grace, of Jesus to become our guide for seeking justice. The trouble is fundamentalism took over. It is now a time for a change in what we believe to how can we live the words of Jesus to create a better world.
How not what.
Friday was another gray day which made both of us feel a little gray. Dad got some new runners which will be more water-proof for walking in the wet forest. Dad will have no excuse for not going for a walk to-morrow. I tried some on but couldn't find any I liked.
Ken, so sorry about your eye. I wish you could get in sooner. Waiting is hard. I will be praying. Is it on your eye lid? I will pray for a miracle!
I will not be caught up in the madness of shopping because presents do not mean anything anymore. I love a hug or a helping hand. We will give toys through the church and food to the food bank. We will give money to the causes we believe in. We are also helping a single mom, who is out of work even with a college degree, and had her car broken into and toys for the church taken.
I was glad Gunty did not want to go for a walk in the rain although we have done that in the past.
I am happy to have my own room with my own computer sitting on a desk, where I can come to think and write and pray. Prayer means talking from my heart to that which surpasses understanding.
I do my best praying in the silence of the morning, often in my little computer room or on my walks.
Sometimes it does feel like I am asking "Hello is anyone there?" That is a good way for a conversation to begin even with some one who is unimaginably bigger than me.
When they, Mary and Joseph were there it was Time for the baby to be born.
Time to remember what Christmas really is all about.
"Eternity interrupted time."
-Max Lucardo
4 comments:
Praying is like making a picture of what you are thinking and feeling.
Love,
Rick
i very much agree with you about not being a part of the hussle and bussle of getting Christmas gifts. I sometimes forget that all that craziness is happening. lol I enjoy the hugs, laughs, company and good food of my families.
We are planning a birthday dinner for my dad who turns 48 next Sunday and after that we will start to decorate his house with Christmas cheer. Looking forward to making a healthy wholesome Christmas dinner. but of course unlike Thanksgiving we will have a turkey for the meat eaters. :D
have a good weekend
xo
Pterygium , it is called . Ouite common sort of yellow bumps on the eye . Mine has grown and is almost affecting my vision. We will see what the specialist thinks in three weeks. First day off in over a week.. Matthew is still not well , we are going to the dr this afternoon, then I am going to cut down some tree's at my friends house.
Ken
It is so different now a days. All week I have been asking parents at work what they want us to buy their child as a gift from santa at our Christmas party and they all say , a) they dont know and b) they allready have everything. That is so sad that children have such a glut of "things" that their parents can not come up with a single gift idea.
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