Hi, thought I'd come on and prove I am living, seeing as some of you don't seem to think I am :S
I could write an Essay on ethics of the Salvation Army, or I could write a biography of a great christian guy, or even say somthing deep and meaningfull, but I'm not. Why? 'Cause somtimes we seem to just over complicate things. We start to read really deep into things, which isn't wrong, but this is me highlighting Grace Sufficient. Thats what we're all about. Being saved, and sharing the great news. Full Stop.
(P.S I know there is lots of other inportant stuff which is comlicated, I just want to make the point this is our central belief and teaching, and we somtimes loose track of that!)
Monday, October 23, 2006
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Rocking Horses and Tent Making - its the way forward...
And getting back to reality...
I've had a busy few days, so I havn' had chance to say much, but just to give you some interesting backround info Dad started his new job, and I havn't seen him look so comfortable, fullfilled and happy for 18 months, I've got a Job at my local hospital even though I'm not starting for a week or so, and today I was at the Salvation Armies regional headquarters to think about vocations today.
Two things beating on my mind at the moment. None of them theological really, nothing new and great. One is an idea for worship, and another is about my personnal journey and developement of faith.
For those of you who don't know me well (i.e, don't have a tatoo wih my name on or anything) I am extrememely passionate about worship. I don't just mean your sunday morning hymnals, I am passionate about how everything we should be glorifying God and a pure, beautifull act of worship to him, even though it seems little in comparison to what he gave. But coming back to our worship as a unit wherever we are I feel sometimes we get a little too comfortable. We get into a routine instead of offering undignified, undone, and (occasionally) unpredictable worship (see Matt redmans great book on worship 'The Unquenchable Worshipper'). So anyway, the point is I spend a fair bit of time thinking of one or two worship ideas that could be used. Somthing the same, but different; on the edge, engaging the worshipper. Well the great masterplan I've had pushed into my head is what could only be described as a 'worship feature,' and my thought process has always contained my church, Staple Hill Salvation Army, in mind. My idea is to use the contempory worship group (selected parts), and the Y.P (young people (children)) corps as the 'lead worshippers' for this act of worship. The idea is quite simple, and uses a simple, repitituosse song. The song is 'The prayers of the saints' by Matt Redman, which starts with the question 'Are the prayers of the scents like sweet smelling inscence to your heart?' and goes on to plead 'Let these prayers of the saints be sweet smelling insence.' The idea would be to use it at the opening of a meeting. What it would include is the groups bass guitar, electric guitar, (limited), keyboard (limited), vocal, and lots of simple percussion. This is where the Y.P corps come in. I feel we should always aim to include children in our worship, and it doesn't have to be through a silly song or nice story, but it can just be through something they have a basic understanding of, and in my experience children all learn to use basic percussion insrumens like marracas and claves, and under the leader ship of some of the realy talented musicians we have availiable, with them playing more complex simple toys like bongos and windchimes it would really add the the idea about this being a worldwide church involved with worldwide prayer. Also, we have a few mime dancers here, and some powerpoint techie guys, and if all of it was put together it would be a really engaging act of worship for the kids, and just a beautiful way of a body of people coming to God saying 'please, accept what we have to offer, and let our offerings of our hearts be a sweet sound to your ear.'
So to my personnal journey. It's all down to knowledge and understanding again. God's been bombarding me this week with the song 'Our God Reigns' by delirious. over and over its just been there when I've beens somewhere. The song is quite simply about how screwed up this world seems, but above it all our God Reigns. I've known the song for a while now, but what I've had difficulty understanding why the song stops talking about the entire world, and global issues, and starts to talk about psalm 139, and god not making us by mistake. It was when I listened on wednesday, it kicked in when the line 'He's a father who loves to parade you,' vilontly jumped out at me and grabbed me by the scruff of my shirt. The reason it does that is because many of us are that down hearted about ourselves, or life is so hard like it has been for me, but above everything, personal, or international, Our God Reigns. It's just like the song I'm in his hands which I was talking about a while ago. My confidence lies in God alone. In Christ alone my hope is found.
So thats me untill I next come on, if you are at all interesed. Thanks for all your support guys (I know it's not visible that much on here, but you have contacted me in different ways.) It really means a lot to me to know God has provided me with aquinatances, friends, and brothers and sisters who care for me! God bless the socks off of ya!
I've had a busy few days, so I havn' had chance to say much, but just to give you some interesting backround info Dad started his new job, and I havn't seen him look so comfortable, fullfilled and happy for 18 months, I've got a Job at my local hospital even though I'm not starting for a week or so, and today I was at the Salvation Armies regional headquarters to think about vocations today.
Two things beating on my mind at the moment. None of them theological really, nothing new and great. One is an idea for worship, and another is about my personnal journey and developement of faith.
For those of you who don't know me well (i.e, don't have a tatoo wih my name on or anything) I am extrememely passionate about worship. I don't just mean your sunday morning hymnals, I am passionate about how everything we should be glorifying God and a pure, beautifull act of worship to him, even though it seems little in comparison to what he gave. But coming back to our worship as a unit wherever we are I feel sometimes we get a little too comfortable. We get into a routine instead of offering undignified, undone, and (occasionally) unpredictable worship (see Matt redmans great book on worship 'The Unquenchable Worshipper'). So anyway, the point is I spend a fair bit of time thinking of one or two worship ideas that could be used. Somthing the same, but different; on the edge, engaging the worshipper. Well the great masterplan I've had pushed into my head is what could only be described as a 'worship feature,' and my thought process has always contained my church, Staple Hill Salvation Army, in mind. My idea is to use the contempory worship group (selected parts), and the Y.P (young people (children)) corps as the 'lead worshippers' for this act of worship. The idea is quite simple, and uses a simple, repitituosse song. The song is 'The prayers of the saints' by Matt Redman, which starts with the question 'Are the prayers of the scents like sweet smelling inscence to your heart?' and goes on to plead 'Let these prayers of the saints be sweet smelling insence.' The idea would be to use it at the opening of a meeting. What it would include is the groups bass guitar, electric guitar, (limited), keyboard (limited), vocal, and lots of simple percussion. This is where the Y.P corps come in. I feel we should always aim to include children in our worship, and it doesn't have to be through a silly song or nice story, but it can just be through something they have a basic understanding of, and in my experience children all learn to use basic percussion insrumens like marracas and claves, and under the leader ship of some of the realy talented musicians we have availiable, with them playing more complex simple toys like bongos and windchimes it would really add the the idea about this being a worldwide church involved with worldwide prayer. Also, we have a few mime dancers here, and some powerpoint techie guys, and if all of it was put together it would be a really engaging act of worship for the kids, and just a beautiful way of a body of people coming to God saying 'please, accept what we have to offer, and let our offerings of our hearts be a sweet sound to your ear.'
So to my personnal journey. It's all down to knowledge and understanding again. God's been bombarding me this week with the song 'Our God Reigns' by delirious. over and over its just been there when I've beens somewhere. The song is quite simply about how screwed up this world seems, but above it all our God Reigns. I've known the song for a while now, but what I've had difficulty understanding why the song stops talking about the entire world, and global issues, and starts to talk about psalm 139, and god not making us by mistake. It was when I listened on wednesday, it kicked in when the line 'He's a father who loves to parade you,' vilontly jumped out at me and grabbed me by the scruff of my shirt. The reason it does that is because many of us are that down hearted about ourselves, or life is so hard like it has been for me, but above everything, personal, or international, Our God Reigns. It's just like the song I'm in his hands which I was talking about a while ago. My confidence lies in God alone. In Christ alone my hope is found.
So thats me untill I next come on, if you are at all interesed. Thanks for all your support guys (I know it's not visible that much on here, but you have contacted me in different ways.) It really means a lot to me to know God has provided me with aquinatances, friends, and brothers and sisters who care for me! God bless the socks off of ya!
Monday, October 16, 2006
Anouncing the sad passing of the officership of (the former) Major Derrick Thompson
Yes it's true, and yes, I've been burning to blog about it for weeks now, but have been unable to up until this point. I guess your all wondering why this is such a big deal to me, when it is my Dad who resigned, and that seemingly doesn't really affect me. The problem is it does.
In english literature at the moment I am studying 'Wise Children' by Angela Carter, and one of the main themes is the idea of identity, and nutures role in that over nature. It just so happens that is rather true in real life. For over eighteen years my dad has been a salvation army officer, and I am his sixteen year old son. I don't know any differently. For 16 years I have been the officers son, and I know to some that isn't a great identity and to some it is a big headed identity, but that has been my identity. Somtimes it has hard to be the officers son, and not just an odrinary junior soldier, or senior, but as Mum pointed out I have loved my dad being an officer (I've not loved being an officers son necessarily). I can remember being 2/3 and siting on a bike seat behind Dad, going to the hall at shoeburyness, in those seemingly halcyon days, and other times like Dad dancing and choreographing, or doing Dramas many moons ago.
In recent years as well (apart from the past year in Dads illness) Dad has been a mentor to me a little, and has taught me a lot, mostly through my questioning, but it's Dad who I've been able to talk to as officer and Father, a relationship I've never seemed to pull off with Mum. He's also presented me with great opportunities through his work, such as being a techie for a rolling congress, and travelling from cambourne to exeter going through choruses which work to lean forward lean backwards, and doing the powerpoint for the congress extravaganza, which featured on of my greatest powerpoints I ever created. Then there's learning to speak publicly, and the support he's given me as an SA musician, and words of wisdom. He's shown me that when the going gets tough you can rise above it, and where you can be of help you should be willing to answer the call. He's taught me a wellspring of knowledge regarding the Army and religion. It may seem as I am talking as if he were dead, but all this stuff is stuff I relate to the identity. Things are going to be very different.
Am I angry at anyone in particular about it? I have been. People who caused him stress in a certain appt., people who made his childhood and youth hard, the Army for messing him about a fair bit. God, once or twice. The fact is it isn't really anyones fault in particular. Deppression is suppressed feelings, and Dad, like I do, doesn't like to show emotion, and so general things in life have led to deppression and a very public nervouse breakdown, which is why he can't go back to his corp officership.
How do I feel emotionally about it all? I don't know. My emotions have seemed to shut down on themselves. I feel like I can only cry at life, and only laugh at half truths and puns. Happiness seems a dim and distant prospect. I know things will come alright in the end.
How long will it take? How long will I have to wait? Come to me, rescue me, follow me with your love.
In english literature at the moment I am studying 'Wise Children' by Angela Carter, and one of the main themes is the idea of identity, and nutures role in that over nature. It just so happens that is rather true in real life. For over eighteen years my dad has been a salvation army officer, and I am his sixteen year old son. I don't know any differently. For 16 years I have been the officers son, and I know to some that isn't a great identity and to some it is a big headed identity, but that has been my identity. Somtimes it has hard to be the officers son, and not just an odrinary junior soldier, or senior, but as Mum pointed out I have loved my dad being an officer (I've not loved being an officers son necessarily). I can remember being 2/3 and siting on a bike seat behind Dad, going to the hall at shoeburyness, in those seemingly halcyon days, and other times like Dad dancing and choreographing, or doing Dramas many moons ago.
In recent years as well (apart from the past year in Dads illness) Dad has been a mentor to me a little, and has taught me a lot, mostly through my questioning, but it's Dad who I've been able to talk to as officer and Father, a relationship I've never seemed to pull off with Mum. He's also presented me with great opportunities through his work, such as being a techie for a rolling congress, and travelling from cambourne to exeter going through choruses which work to lean forward lean backwards, and doing the powerpoint for the congress extravaganza, which featured on of my greatest powerpoints I ever created. Then there's learning to speak publicly, and the support he's given me as an SA musician, and words of wisdom. He's shown me that when the going gets tough you can rise above it, and where you can be of help you should be willing to answer the call. He's taught me a wellspring of knowledge regarding the Army and religion. It may seem as I am talking as if he were dead, but all this stuff is stuff I relate to the identity. Things are going to be very different.
Am I angry at anyone in particular about it? I have been. People who caused him stress in a certain appt., people who made his childhood and youth hard, the Army for messing him about a fair bit. God, once or twice. The fact is it isn't really anyones fault in particular. Deppression is suppressed feelings, and Dad, like I do, doesn't like to show emotion, and so general things in life have led to deppression and a very public nervouse breakdown, which is why he can't go back to his corp officership.
How do I feel emotionally about it all? I don't know. My emotions have seemed to shut down on themselves. I feel like I can only cry at life, and only laugh at half truths and puns. Happiness seems a dim and distant prospect. I know things will come alright in the end.
How long will it take? How long will I have to wait? Come to me, rescue me, follow me with your love.
Friday, October 13, 2006
And so, 1 week on...
I know, I'm getting out of habit. To be honest a minute there are reasons I havn't been on this week, and one is a piece of news, which I cannot share for a few days still, but I will have a interweb breakdown on about tuesday or wednesday and it will all be good.
Another reeason is because I have had a rough old week. It has possibly been one of my worst weeks a christian for a long time. Well, I say as a christian, but this week I came very close to the borderlands. Thank you God for grace, or I wouldn't be here right now. Acctually, in the long run, this has worked out well (God is the ultimate planner) and in shakespearean terms I have come back 'with ten thousand times more rejoicing then I went forth with lamentations.' I suppose the crunch came last night. It had been a long night, which had almost ended in disaster with disagreements and stuff with friends, and it was a moment of almost completely giving up on it all. Well, I put my mp3 player on and what should be there but a song by Matt Redman called when my heart runs dry. Some of the lyrics are 'I recall the hight from which this fragile heart has slipped and I'll remember you...' How could I forget my mountain top experiences. I could I forget it was God alone who had got me to the top of those mountains (this mountains high; too high for us - Love me while you oull me over it). How could I forget the miracles. And so to the guitar and worship books. I hadn't sat down to worship on my own in a quite place for sometime. I couldn't start by singing great songs of praise and worship. There was more of a movement flowing 'I've had questions without answes. I've known sorrow I have known pain.' Which eventually became 'I will praise you; when the tears fall still I will sing to you.' This flowed into a song called the prodigal song. Funnily enough it wasn't the bit written for the prodigal which caught my heart, but the bit for the elder brother; 'Have I forgotten where I stand; taken for granted who I am: a child held in my fathers hands.' It was after then I was able to sing 'How great is our God,' and 'You are the lord - the famous one' which I always link with an arrangement I've done for the old words 'Fairest Lord Jesus, lord of all nature; O thou of God and man the son. Thee I will chrish...Thou my souls glory, joy and power.' I finnished my stumbling across a song by someone called Lara Martin called voice of hope. The opening line is 'As high as the Heavens are above the Earth, so high are your ways to mine; ways so perfect they never fail me, I know you are good all the time.' And then it hit me. Gods standerds and ways aren't just about him. They are about me and him. Its about whats healthy for me. Yes, I know this is sunday school answer stuff, but there is a difference between knowlegde and understanding. It hit me. And it also hit me that somtimes the things that seem to suck are Gods ways which are acctually what is best. Well anyway, since last night I have had a rock and roll day. I know it hasn't been my best on my 'christianomiter,' but the foundation stones which had sliped where there. I woke up, and prayer thank you God I have a really nice bed to sleep on, and as I stood not knowing what to have for breakfast I prayed thank you God that I have so much choice of food. Basic things like this really matter and make a difference.
I know I am going through an ultra tricky time, but I know if I can't keep my relationship with God really ablaze and lean on him, a little like Job, that I will be able to pull through.
'You are the voice of hope; the anchor of my soul.
Where there seems to be no way you make it possible.
You are the prince of peace admist adversity.
My lips will shout for joy to you the most high.'
It's also worth mentioning now, with 8 minutes untill tomorrow becomes today that I am very sad I can't be with my Salvation Army Divisional (regional) youth band dudes in Barnstable tomorrow. Nothing would bring me more joy then to glorify God with such an amazing fellowship of people. I pray with all my heart they will not forget who they do it for, and that they won't become hooked on right notes but would rather become hookedon right attitudes to worshiping our super cool saviour/father/friend. If any of the guys catch this at anytime, I sincerely pray you feel the same way as I do, and God will really be with you all tomorrow.
Just finally I notice somtimes I can type a way and seem a little condiscending, or talking in a 'holier then thou' way. That's not how I want to come accross and to do so is totally wrong, so I'm sorry and if I start to seem like I'm rising myself up above everyone else please drag me to the ground. I don't want to have a major falling out with someone as I almost did yesterday which would lead to any explosion (metaphorically).
Anyway 'Wherever you may go, the generosity of our Boss, Jesus the Liberator, rub off on you.'
Another reeason is because I have had a rough old week. It has possibly been one of my worst weeks a christian for a long time. Well, I say as a christian, but this week I came very close to the borderlands. Thank you God for grace, or I wouldn't be here right now. Acctually, in the long run, this has worked out well (God is the ultimate planner) and in shakespearean terms I have come back 'with ten thousand times more rejoicing then I went forth with lamentations.' I suppose the crunch came last night. It had been a long night, which had almost ended in disaster with disagreements and stuff with friends, and it was a moment of almost completely giving up on it all. Well, I put my mp3 player on and what should be there but a song by Matt Redman called when my heart runs dry. Some of the lyrics are 'I recall the hight from which this fragile heart has slipped and I'll remember you...' How could I forget my mountain top experiences. I could I forget it was God alone who had got me to the top of those mountains (this mountains high; too high for us - Love me while you oull me over it). How could I forget the miracles. And so to the guitar and worship books. I hadn't sat down to worship on my own in a quite place for sometime. I couldn't start by singing great songs of praise and worship. There was more of a movement flowing 'I've had questions without answes. I've known sorrow I have known pain.' Which eventually became 'I will praise you; when the tears fall still I will sing to you.' This flowed into a song called the prodigal song. Funnily enough it wasn't the bit written for the prodigal which caught my heart, but the bit for the elder brother; 'Have I forgotten where I stand; taken for granted who I am: a child held in my fathers hands.' It was after then I was able to sing 'How great is our God,' and 'You are the lord - the famous one' which I always link with an arrangement I've done for the old words 'Fairest Lord Jesus, lord of all nature; O thou of God and man the son. Thee I will chrish...Thou my souls glory, joy and power.' I finnished my stumbling across a song by someone called Lara Martin called voice of hope. The opening line is 'As high as the Heavens are above the Earth, so high are your ways to mine; ways so perfect they never fail me, I know you are good all the time.' And then it hit me. Gods standerds and ways aren't just about him. They are about me and him. Its about whats healthy for me. Yes, I know this is sunday school answer stuff, but there is a difference between knowlegde and understanding. It hit me. And it also hit me that somtimes the things that seem to suck are Gods ways which are acctually what is best. Well anyway, since last night I have had a rock and roll day. I know it hasn't been my best on my 'christianomiter,' but the foundation stones which had sliped where there. I woke up, and prayer thank you God I have a really nice bed to sleep on, and as I stood not knowing what to have for breakfast I prayed thank you God that I have so much choice of food. Basic things like this really matter and make a difference.
I know I am going through an ultra tricky time, but I know if I can't keep my relationship with God really ablaze and lean on him, a little like Job, that I will be able to pull through.
'You are the voice of hope; the anchor of my soul.
Where there seems to be no way you make it possible.
You are the prince of peace admist adversity.
My lips will shout for joy to you the most high.'
It's also worth mentioning now, with 8 minutes untill tomorrow becomes today that I am very sad I can't be with my Salvation Army Divisional (regional) youth band dudes in Barnstable tomorrow. Nothing would bring me more joy then to glorify God with such an amazing fellowship of people. I pray with all my heart they will not forget who they do it for, and that they won't become hooked on right notes but would rather become hookedon right attitudes to worshiping our super cool saviour/father/friend. If any of the guys catch this at anytime, I sincerely pray you feel the same way as I do, and God will really be with you all tomorrow.
Just finally I notice somtimes I can type a way and seem a little condiscending, or talking in a 'holier then thou' way. That's not how I want to come accross and to do so is totally wrong, so I'm sorry and if I start to seem like I'm rising myself up above everyone else please drag me to the ground. I don't want to have a major falling out with someone as I almost did yesterday which would lead to any explosion (metaphorically).
Anyway 'Wherever you may go, the generosity of our Boss, Jesus the Liberator, rub off on you.'
Friday, October 06, 2006
From the sick bed
Aren't vaccinations ironic. The are meant to immune you from illness, and two days later you feel rubbish. Flu Vaccinations - Thank Goodness for the NHS.
Urgent! Wanted! Fully flooded christians, boiling over with salvation and Holy Spirit.
Project - Save the world.
Reasons: For long enough I've been babbling on about a revolution. Rivival is our aim. Win the world for Jesus. Friends, Brothers and Sisters in Christ, the time is here; the time is now.
Now: This IS the time for revival.
Now: Taking it up for survival.
I know I banter in about this a lot at the minute, but this isn't a phase, this is calling to save the people of the world, not just in third world countries, but your next door neighbours, you school/college/work mates, your family. This isn't just because there are thousands in the durtion of this blog who are entering hell. Yes this is important. Also, let me not be mis-interpreted let us not forget it is importent because Jesus told us too; his last message to the disciples. Yes this is the reason probably most important, and there are hundreds of others, but God has placed a new reason on my heart, and please correct me if you feel this is not Gods reasoning, but I believe as much as I believe in the sunlight that in this country there is a new reason. Brothers and Sisters, we must choose: Witness like crazy, pray like mad, and proclaim the gospel as if there is no tomorrow; or face the greatest major persecution our faith has seen in this country since the Roman era. The modern era has been and gone, and now so has the post modern era. Welcome to the begining of the post-christian era.
Now don't read this and get me wrong. I am prepared for any persecution, and seeing as times of persecution also lead to times of revival, I will welcome the future. Also, don't think I believe this country is no longer accepting of the human race, praise God that the people he has put in complete power all lay claim to the blood of Jesus, but elections happen, and monarchies die. Who knows what will be the situation in 50 years time.
I know it can be hard to save friends and family, and I find it hard daily, and I know I am not the greatest of evangelists, but keep going. There is only one song which is exactly the same throughout the globe: Hallelujah. When the Earth resounds with hallelujahs, don't let our country be full of the sound of silence.
Urgent! Wanted! Fully flooded christians, boiling over with salvation and Holy Spirit.
Project - Save the world.
Reasons: For long enough I've been babbling on about a revolution. Rivival is our aim. Win the world for Jesus. Friends, Brothers and Sisters in Christ, the time is here; the time is now.
Now: This IS the time for revival.
Now: Taking it up for survival.
I know I banter in about this a lot at the minute, but this isn't a phase, this is calling to save the people of the world, not just in third world countries, but your next door neighbours, you school/college/work mates, your family. This isn't just because there are thousands in the durtion of this blog who are entering hell. Yes this is important. Also, let me not be mis-interpreted let us not forget it is importent because Jesus told us too; his last message to the disciples. Yes this is the reason probably most important, and there are hundreds of others, but God has placed a new reason on my heart, and please correct me if you feel this is not Gods reasoning, but I believe as much as I believe in the sunlight that in this country there is a new reason. Brothers and Sisters, we must choose: Witness like crazy, pray like mad, and proclaim the gospel as if there is no tomorrow; or face the greatest major persecution our faith has seen in this country since the Roman era. The modern era has been and gone, and now so has the post modern era. Welcome to the begining of the post-christian era.
Now don't read this and get me wrong. I am prepared for any persecution, and seeing as times of persecution also lead to times of revival, I will welcome the future. Also, don't think I believe this country is no longer accepting of the human race, praise God that the people he has put in complete power all lay claim to the blood of Jesus, but elections happen, and monarchies die. Who knows what will be the situation in 50 years time.
I know it can be hard to save friends and family, and I find it hard daily, and I know I am not the greatest of evangelists, but keep going. There is only one song which is exactly the same throughout the globe: Hallelujah. When the Earth resounds with hallelujahs, don't let our country be full of the sound of silence.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
First one for a while
Hi, thought I better post somthing before you all stop checking.
Quick prayer topic to start: I have a job interview next thursday at 10:00. Usual routine: please pray for confidence for myself, but that, as in all things, Gods will be done. Also for prayer: I have a nasty cold...
May I just use this space to advertise to the world (some people in particular) that I am no where near ready for another realtionship yet, and I need some 'cool' time to sort myself out in everything, and I doubt I'l be ready to venture back into that world anytime soon. I appreciate you have my happiness at heart, but thats not what is required for now.
(For other statements please see www.swyouth.org.uk guestbook: the unofficial home of the youth of UKT south western division youth.)
So just one thought to share - it is late after all. Robin hood, a neww BBC drama series starts on Saturday. The idea traditionaly, and the show does not fail this idea from what I read, is that Robin hood fights for justice. He will risk his own life and limb to see the course of justice carried out in times when justice was carried out. If you watch the trailer on the bbc website, you will acctully see Robin reminding soldiers, enforces of the law, what the law truly says the punishment for a certain crime should be, as opposed to them lopping someones head off! So my thought is shouldn't we be the same? The psalmist wrote 'Rightoussness and justice are the foundations of his throne.' Our God is a just God, and he hates injustice, and it is our responsibility to stand for justice, on all levels, whether it is that someone else is geting a detention for what we did, or 'that kid' in the football team never gets a chance to play, even though he's been to the most training sessions, or it is Human Traffiking it is our responisibility to stand up for justice. Big or small.
Any questions?
Here endeth the lesson.
Quick prayer topic to start: I have a job interview next thursday at 10:00. Usual routine: please pray for confidence for myself, but that, as in all things, Gods will be done. Also for prayer: I have a nasty cold...
May I just use this space to advertise to the world (some people in particular) that I am no where near ready for another realtionship yet, and I need some 'cool' time to sort myself out in everything, and I doubt I'l be ready to venture back into that world anytime soon. I appreciate you have my happiness at heart, but thats not what is required for now.
(For other statements please see www.swyouth.org.uk guestbook: the unofficial home of the youth of UKT south western division youth.)
So just one thought to share - it is late after all. Robin hood, a neww BBC drama series starts on Saturday. The idea traditionaly, and the show does not fail this idea from what I read, is that Robin hood fights for justice. He will risk his own life and limb to see the course of justice carried out in times when justice was carried out. If you watch the trailer on the bbc website, you will acctully see Robin reminding soldiers, enforces of the law, what the law truly says the punishment for a certain crime should be, as opposed to them lopping someones head off! So my thought is shouldn't we be the same? The psalmist wrote 'Rightoussness and justice are the foundations of his throne.' Our God is a just God, and he hates injustice, and it is our responsibility to stand for justice, on all levels, whether it is that someone else is geting a detention for what we did, or 'that kid' in the football team never gets a chance to play, even though he's been to the most training sessions, or it is Human Traffiking it is our responisibility to stand up for justice. Big or small.
Any questions?
Here endeth the lesson.
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