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Tuesday, February 28, 2006

The Silence is deafening

My silence is fueled by the little voice that keeps speaking over and over in my head yet is squelched by not wanting to ruffle any feathers.

My little voice keeps saying: Be kind.

Thats it! Be kind!

Not "Be Christian".
Not "Be Forgiving".

Be Kind.

To me, it's inhuman to be unaccepting of other people's choices, decisions, lifestyles, religions, political perspective, nationality, location, age, LIFE. What other people chose as the best for themselves is none of anyone else's business.

There is no utopian person. There is no perfect Catholic, Muslim, Jew, Protestant etc. It cannot be said that to be a Republican you must be Christian, to be Protestant you must be Democrat, to be Muslim you must be violent.

THERE ARE NO RULES except KINDNESS.

Respect.
Consideration.
Humility.
Acceptance.
Unconditional Love.

Spend less time researching and berating those that don't see eye-to-eye with your views politically and spend time researching how to get a village in Africa clean water or antibiotics or condoms. Spend less time worrying about the homosexuals you're certain are headed for hell and worry about the teenagers that are being bullied in school for being different. Spend less time focused on whether a woman choses to have an abortion and redirect that time toward working in a shelter.

Don't judge, give.

Because, in the end, the truth is that no matter who you worship and what you believe to be on the other side of life, it's what we do here and how we treat others that will define our happiness.

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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Amid the pain, there is praise.

I have been following this little girl's journey since finding her linked over at a friend's blog. Thank you God for your miracles.

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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Powerless


Someone I love is in tremendous pain tonight and I'm completely powerless to be of any help. Life has thrown my friend one of those situations that is beyond all explanation, reason, comfort, words.

In the more than 5 years that she and I have been friends, I've cared about her and her family, watching them grow, laugh, travel, and exude a silliness unmatched. I've cared about her struggles in her marriage, in parenting, in school, in work, in life. I've watched her pack her bags and fly half way across the country to care for a mutual friend who was alone and in need. And, I've seen her defend the people she loves with a firey passion that builds from a place within her that she holds close to her heart.

I've cared about her but now when she needs someone the most, I can't care FOR her. I can't run to her and hold her in her time of grief. I can't sit beside her, holding her hand, while she tries to process the events that unfolded for her this morning.

When I look at the obstacles that are keeping me here instead of running to her there, I'm annoyed at how much they pale in comparison to the pain she is feeling. Yet, the reality of it is I am powerless to change my geography to be anywhere near her geography.

My words feel empty and unsympathetic and yet they are spoken and written with a love and sympathy that overflows from the deepest reaches of my heart.

I love you my friend. I cry with you. I'm here for you. I'm beside you one day at a time.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

To Tall Boy - With all my love, Me.



Sugarland - Just Might (Make Me Believe)
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I got miles of trouble
spreadin' far and wide
Bills on the table
gettin' higher and higher
They just keep on comin',
there's no end in sight
I'm just holdin' on tight

I've got someone who loves me
More than words can say
And I'm thankful for that
each and every day
And if I count all my blessings
I get a smile on my face
Still hard to find faith

But if you look in my eyes
And tell me we'll be alright
If you promise never to leave
You just might make me believe

It's just day to day,
tryin' to make ends meet
What I'd give for an address
out on Easy Street
I need a deep margarita
to help me unwind
Leave my troubles behind

I used to believe in us
When times got tough
Lately I'm afraid
That even love is not enough

But if you can look in my eyes
And tell me we'll be alright
If you promise never to leave
You just might make
Oh, you just might make me
You just might make me believe

Thursday, February 09, 2006

I will never complain

that the Grammys are out of touch again.



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