Mystery

My thoughts for this week.

God in the World & Church Music

mystery

1. anunexplainedorinexplicableevent,phenomenon,etc
2. apersonorthingthatarousescuriosityorsuspensebecauseofan unknown,obscure,or      enigmaticquality
3. thestateorqualityofbeingobscure,inexplicable,orenigmatic
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 On October 16, we talked about how hard it is in being careful with the way we use our words. We looked at Chapter 3 in James where it talks about the power of the tongue, and how the greatest thing we can do is learn to watch what we say.
We talked about drawing boundaries for those that hurt us with their words. In the end, everything comes down to us. We can draw boundaries for others, but we cannot make them change or stop saying hurtful things. Sometimes we have to walk away or end friendships. This is hard and heartbreaking. As always, we are however talking…

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Empty hearts

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The Lousy Lesbian

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Oh my aching empty heart
I squeeze you
to find the last drop
of love
I need to grow again
to fill myself
to float
through life
to conquer the world
fill it with light
to fight the darkness
which has come upon us
look me in the eye
and see yourself within
recognize where you belong
and occupy this space
together
we are strong
if we are brave enough
to show our empty hearts.

16/10/2016

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The Peace of the Wilderness

The events in life really had me down this week. Our pastor helps us in her message.

Shepherdess Writes

Creation Series 3: Wilderness     Matthew 3:13-4:2

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s live may be,0507161944-02
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world and am free.

That poem is by the great Wendell Berry, writer, environmentalist, poet, Appalachian, and person of great faith. The peace of the wild things; the grace of the wild world.

Wilderness. Wild lands. Places that are largely untouched by humans…

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