Just because I can =)
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
The Parable of the Pharisee and the Tax Collector
9To some who were confident of their own righteousness and looked down on everybody else, Jesus told this parable:
10"Two men went up to the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. 11The Pharisee stood up and prayed about himself: 'God, I thank you that I am not like other men—robbers, evildoers, adulterers—or even like this tax collector. 12I fast twice a week and give a tenth of all I get.'
13"But the tax collector stood at a distance. He would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said, 'God, have mercy on me, a sinner.'
14"I tell you that this man, rather than the other, went home justified before God. For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted."
I am unworthy, but in that unworthiness You loved me most?
How will I understand such depths of love.
Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight.
Thou my soul's shelter, Thou my high tower.
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.
~Irish hymn
Saturday, October 09, 2010
Stepping out of stupidity
I was wrong.
I was wrong about everything I thought this world to be and its people in it.
I was wrong to overvalue that which is obviously no worth to others.
Why cradle shards of waste in your palm only to have them flung to the ground?
I was so so wrong and for that I only have myself to blame.
What are we doing?
If only to claw and spit to get to the top... If only to look out for one... If only to turn each against the other... If only to hoard the goods...
What are we doing?
Is a nights rest enough to put our souls at rest?
It seems so. With each day we trade our humanity for an extra hour of sleep or comfort or that extra sense of superiority.
I don't know what I am doing, or why I am so flawed.
Lord if You couldn't make me perfect, why couldn't You just make me blind?
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
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