Blessed who need God-a-lot. Blessed mourning.
I don’t think I’ve heard so much what God might be saying to the broadly-evangelical church. Only for-sure: Stop believing the lies about the empire.
There’s no debate about these. We’re down to details. To quote from Paul Craig Roberts latest, ‘...as no evidence is provided’ - or conversely, . . .
Good to know God is in our life. Very good. One way in, is for us to have... not much else. Blessed poor and all that. Necessity through circumstances. What’s rightly called ‘a blessing’. Of course, ‘so many years, slaving in a factory’ or on JSA, all designed to rip any struggle beyond survive.
If God can provide, as we can and could . . .
I mourn about, and for, the new humanity. It’s all that we can do. Not moan, my frustration, but groan some-thing, of God. What have we become? I mean the church.
Theologies that we should see through for their debilitating doing are so planted, so engrained. I’d deep and g-utterly leap inside, if someone/within reason, disagreed about the . . .
I often write and later think twice. On Unity (yesterday)? Should add: The internet is racked and rattled (parts I’ve been), with a certain self-indulgent crit-ing. This hasn’t necessarily contributed improvements in how better to wrangle a corner/than not.
Noise from this, causing many over the years to Esc. “The internet? - did that”.
A . . .
Read this (Tweet), this morn; ‘People who think online relationships aren't "real" are doing it wrong’.
That’s right, but ain't we just fooled into believing otherwise.
The internet has made us all little-kings. To ignore, is considered reasonable. All too busy to do otherwise, we say. The mobile phone? It’s reshaped us . . .
I don’t know where the word ‘placed’ and the singular came from? Or leaving it implying male only, not that you can think that way reading the Bible i.e. God is He etc. (Do I have, to write these obviously-s?). Plus 'over you'. One 'over' another... oh no no. It's about height and vision, look-out. Ramparts and all that. . . .