Best Friends #4
If there was ever a doubt they were sisters...............

Random Cuteness

Abigail Sunshine
funny times, funny times

IS BUTTER A CARB?

i'm giving up fighting, defending, analyzing.
i'm gonna rest in the arms of Jesus and give up everything else.
i'm not really giving up. i'm surrendering.

Melancholy Chorus
by Tree by Leaf

Everything that starts
someday comes to screeching halts.
sleight of hand
screen door slammed
holograph in the promised land

you left me no choice but this
Extended wrist Judas kiss
All things bright and glorious
join the Melancholy chorus

it's Sad it's Sad
we're awfully sad
thought we had what we did not have

it's sad it's sad
i'm awfully sad
thought I had what I did not have

Twas a violent death they said
to fall from there and hit your head
Each of us in crowded square
Smell of death hung in the air

We never know the things we do
To plan a life Feed the truth
place most dark in that which is true
This is the song of the black and the Blue

Low it's low
we're very Low
Just forgot what we did not know
Low it's low
i'm very low
Just forgot what I did not know

It's sad it's sad
We're awfully sad
thought we had what we did not have

It's sad it's sad
I'm awfully sad
thought I had what i did not have

a wise little paper on Unity, by Matt Barker

Jesus not only sees how a person is,but who he is going to be in response to the love poured and recieved into his/ her life. This is the mind of Christ, to love despite Judgement of shortcomings. To be wise in the pouring of Love with awareness to surrounding situations and circumstances of individuals. To be an offering with no agenda but to meet a child of God where He/she truly needs to be met. This, I urge you to adhere to, takes much prayer and a true desire to know what troubles a child of God. So often we want to look for the immediate solution and I do believe that the Lord gives "words of knowledge" but I also strongly believe the Lord desires to call us into relationship. This means that many of the struggles "we" minister to people in are not going to just be resolved, they must be walked through in relationship. WE must truly learn how to be ministers of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. We must search beyond our comfort zone, we must truly love a person. In this many times the saying may be true, "out of sight, out of mind." Living Life in Unity
If combined a word of knowledge and true fellowship will be tools in freeing a person from bondage and bringing them closer to Christ in a way that is written in their heart. A seed planted, watered and Grown. at times we must do all three. Rarely only one consistantly.

PLanting seeds- single serving conversations about the Lord. Powerful words of knowledge and prayer.

Watering- If you don't give a plant water consistantly it will wither. Pouring out love through wisdom on a consistant basis.

Growing- The Lord ultimately works all three, through ways I belive at times only He can truly understand. I believe the growth process is the stage of Decipleship. When we begin to grow in the LOrd. In ways we begin to recieve the first two stages over again, replanting and watering.

My point is that we must be willing to operate in all three stages of the Harvest.

Please everyone pray for me.

I feel sick

There is something freeing about being released from a friendship long gone sour. But painful and disgusting, too-like peeling a scab off a wound that has not yet healed. I guess the loss of the "dear friend" I mentioned wasn't such a loss after all- or a dear friend. I heard tonight the estimation of my character that she held in her heart. I'm not really surprised by the venom that came out tonight, just by the amount of it. The pain is light right now but I know it will come crashing down soon enough.

Division. I've never seen the enemy play such a clear hand. So much misunderstanding, lying, self-justification, downright hatred. It was sickening to watch. I have crossed the line into someone that is afraid of Christians.

We all have our shortcomings. None of us are perfect.

I'm so sad today. Last week was pretty devastating. I am being harshly judged and criticized for something I did last week, something i felt was absolutely right at the time. And the more I think about it, the more right and correct my action looks to me. And the worse the actions the main person involved took looks to me. When I think of all the ramifications involved in her action, I'm appalled that anyone could think I am in the wrong. But there it is. It makes me wonder just how much love the two people involved really had for me. I'm all for freedom to disagree, but to cut someone out of your life because they won't repent for something they don't even feel convicted for, that's horrifying. I always wondered how church splits could happen, over the most trivial seeming issues. Well, now I know. Lack of repentance, stubbornness, and prejudice, to name just a few that have been arrayed against me. I'm supposed to go to coffeehouse tonight, to do ministry, and I have no idea whether it's right for me to go or not. There should be unity, right? How can you witness about the love and peace of Jesus when two of the christians there don't want anything to do with you anymore? Avoid them? Pretend their not there? What a joke.

a quick correction- no one died, i just lost a dear friendship.

A series of Unfourtanate events

This past week has rerouted my life into a new direction, a new channel that winds away from all my old haunts, what i've built my life around the whole time we've been here. Through a progression of different events, the culmination has resulted in the loss of two people in my life that a lot of our ministry here depended on, or at least was supported by. I lost a dear sister, and it happened so quick i'm still breathless. I feel as if this whole week has been a river that has carried me strongly to one conclusion. And here I am, wondering where i go from here, as I am at the beginning again. At the beginning, with so many of my supports and old ties cut away.

Is everything fresh, or stale? Should I be greatful for the new slate, or on my bed sobbing my heart out?