Hunny! 40 Days in the 100 Aker Wood – Day 27
My fear of God is deeply ingrained and I weep that some ministers continue to preach judgement and rejection instead of welcome and redemption.
My fear of God is deeply ingrained and I weep that some ministers continue to preach judgement and rejection instead of welcome and redemption.
…Tender and loving, in sympathy with the lowliest, forbearing with the most unreasonable, often interrupted, but never resenting, the sacrifice of self crowning all.
As a Gobby Vicar (Owl may be another of my patron ‘saints’!) I love the sound of my own voice and never pass up an opportunity to tell others what God really wants us (well, others) to do. I know that daily I need to stop, smell the petrichor, and listen to the voice of Our Beloved saying ‘Where are you’?
LOVE cannot be content while any suffer,
Eventually he learns that his real ‘treasure’ is not to be found in ten (or even 10 hundred) pots of honey but instead it is amongst his friends in the 100 Aker Wood.
Spiritual statistics are unknown in the Gospels: they came in with St. Peter in the pardonable intoxication of success: they have since grown to be a mania.
Like the Grinch we must learn that friendship and joy is never about possessions and gifts and stuff, but about each other. When we finally realise that all our hearts will ‘Grow three sizes’.
…nothing mars or misleads the influence that issues from a pure and humble and unselfish character.
Perhaps our Beloved’s words of rebuke to the Storm are as much to us as to the wind and the waves that immediately obey?
NO alms-giving of money is so helpful as alms-giving of care and thought; the giving of money without thought is indeed continually mischievous;