oiyyy i'm so behind on love-blogging. This week has been quite busy, and I've been coming home quite tired. One great thing I'd like to mention though is that I've been taking long night walks with God, which is incredibly awesome but makes me not want to get on my computer and blog by time i get back. haha, i'm just thinking about the people who pass me walking out there in the cold walking back and forth on the same stretch talking aloud. they must think i'm crazy...
I'm trying to remember this week's acts of love correctly.
day 11: i took my neighbors trash out...
day 12: i took a walk and prayed with a friend.
day 13: i helped a friend with some computer issues, and downloading software
day 14: i shared my experience to a group about trusting god
day 15: i baked banana chocolate cake...because i know it's her favorite.
day 16: devoted time with a few specific persons, making an effort to bring joy to their lives and get to know them better. and buying whisk cookies for a friend who is a whisk cookie addict.
Ahhh. And now I must rush to bed because in 6 hours I've got to wake up and lead worship at church.
(i was going to upload a video in the previous blog, but my vpn isn't working, so i'm using a ghetto one that doesn't allow me to upload anything. if it starts working though i shall add.)
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
day10: teachingSundaySchool
Today was a special day. One of my happiest days ever. First went to ThanksgivingEnglishFellowship Service for worship and got to take pictures of one for one of my favorite little girls as she was dedicated to Jesus by her parents in front of the body.
Afterwards, myself and two friends traveled to another side of the city--a whole other world away. Agriculture and factories,bike carts filled with bottles, chicken slaughtering warehouses, and technology not so evident. There we attended a service with migrant workers, most were migrant factory workers, and some handicapped former beggars. We left the service midway to take the children out for Sunday School. We got to teach a vibrant group of young children--bible stories.
I did my best to love on these young children. Led them in singing songs with actions, and carried the mischeivious ADD boy, trying to help dramatize the bible story being told. We had arts and crafts, and noticed one little boy unable to get anything on his paper and sat down and helped him with his craft.
Afterward, I made a little video with them saying their names, so that I could pray for each one. The video is here, and hope you will also pray for them. The older boy at the end of the line is a wonderful testimony--he walks a half hour by himself to get to Sunday School--and you watch how he cares for the others. He is one of the best examples of Christ's love in action.
Afterwards, myself and two friends traveled to another side of the city--a whole other world away. Agriculture and factories,bike carts filled with bottles, chicken slaughtering warehouses, and technology not so evident. There we attended a service with migrant workers, most were migrant factory workers, and some handicapped former beggars. We left the service midway to take the children out for Sunday School. We got to teach a vibrant group of young children--bible stories.
I did my best to love on these young children. Led them in singing songs with actions, and carried the mischeivious ADD boy, trying to help dramatize the bible story being told. We had arts and crafts, and noticed one little boy unable to get anything on his paper and sat down and helped him with his craft.
Afterward, I made a little video with them saying their names, so that I could pray for each one. The video is here, and hope you will also pray for them. The older boy at the end of the line is a wonderful testimony--he walks a half hour by himself to get to Sunday School--and you watch how he cares for the others. He is one of the best examples of Christ's love in action.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
encouragement, encouragement, and more encouragement
Day 8 and 9.
Someone once told me my spiritual gift was encouragement. I think that person was right. It seems to be where I feel the spirit leading me to most often.
day 8: One of my small group girls was crying during the worship, and I didn't get a chance to comfort her on the scene, as I was playing the music and other students surrounded her. After the kids dispersed, I sought her out to walk her home.
We walked and talked, and she let me know what was going on.
"Ah I understand!" I exclaimed over and over again.
I completely understood why she was crying and what she was going through--I had experienced the same feelings in middle school, high school, and even in college. I find that we are very similar--playing the same type of role socially and in friendships--and we had become defined and were/are treated in that particular way and nothing more--I cannot go into specifics as I told her would not tell. But essentially it came back to trusting God--praying to God that we can forgive and understand that God's love is enough. His love is enough for us--and his love so abundant, so deep, so wide, was more than enough.
Day 9
I believe God planned it, as I didn't know this friend needed encouragement. I called this friend over to my place so I could share with her. I began to share with her all the amazing things God had been teaching me--the amazing fulfillment and joy I felt when loving as we were made to love. Then she began to open up to me about her struggles and doubts of God's reality and her faith--as she felt she was slipping away. So I shared about times of my doubts, but that I had extremely strong convictions, and I told her these convictions and stories of people I knew had witnessed the supernatural power of God. I shared my personal stories...of how I knew I was not given gifts of a supernatural nature, but he did give me the capacity to love in small ways and how wonderful that has been. There is evidence of God's goodness from where there is an absence of God, and where the presence of God has influenced society in ways they are unaware of. Afterwards we prayed together, and I felt that there was rejuvenation in her heart. praise God.
Someone once told me my spiritual gift was encouragement. I think that person was right. It seems to be where I feel the spirit leading me to most often.
day 8: One of my small group girls was crying during the worship, and I didn't get a chance to comfort her on the scene, as I was playing the music and other students surrounded her. After the kids dispersed, I sought her out to walk her home.
We walked and talked, and she let me know what was going on.
"Ah I understand!" I exclaimed over and over again.
I completely understood why she was crying and what she was going through--I had experienced the same feelings in middle school, high school, and even in college. I find that we are very similar--playing the same type of role socially and in friendships--and we had become defined and were/are treated in that particular way and nothing more--I cannot go into specifics as I told her would not tell. But essentially it came back to trusting God--praying to God that we can forgive and understand that God's love is enough. His love is enough for us--and his love so abundant, so deep, so wide, was more than enough.
Day 9
I believe God planned it, as I didn't know this friend needed encouragement. I called this friend over to my place so I could share with her. I began to share with her all the amazing things God had been teaching me--the amazing fulfillment and joy I felt when loving as we were made to love. Then she began to open up to me about her struggles and doubts of God's reality and her faith--as she felt she was slipping away. So I shared about times of my doubts, but that I had extremely strong convictions, and I told her these convictions and stories of people I knew had witnessed the supernatural power of God. I shared my personal stories...of how I knew I was not given gifts of a supernatural nature, but he did give me the capacity to love in small ways and how wonderful that has been. There is evidence of God's goodness from where there is an absence of God, and where the presence of God has influenced society in ways they are unaware of. Afterwards we prayed together, and I felt that there was rejuvenation in her heart. praise God.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
daySEVEN. ~ more encouragement
day SEVEN.
I love this. I love LOVE. I feel like when you love others--you fulfill what man was created to do. It's like the ultimate worship, the ultimate fulfillment. We were created with the aptitude and freedom to love and when we love the way God intended, we fulfill the intended plan and purpose of our lives. We are made to love God, to express love to God, to do things as an expression of love, in reaction to love--therefore loving others.
Today, is Thursday, and on Thursday I attend a Bible study called TAG (thursday adult group). After TAG, we dispersed on our separate ways, and I sought out a girl named Cookie. I find Cookie to be the type of person always thinking about things--cynically, inquisitively, tending to be on the less happy side of the optimism scale, but on the positive side this personality of hers causes her to challenge things and seek out change. She's recently been very concerned about her future and where she's headed, as she's not satisfied with her current place--and I don't blame her. Cookie hails from Nanjing with a major in Literature and now works as a teacher's assistant, which entails, making photo copies and running errands for her teacher. It's not something a young ambitious person would feel too settled in.
Anyhow...after the study I decided to catch up with her and check up on her vision for her future by taking the walk back to her dorm with her. She had been feeling overwhelmed and slightly discouraged, because she has this strong desire to start a special education program at the school, but she's finding yards and yards of obstacles staring her down. I listened to her as she told me some of the difficulties she'd been facing. I gave her some practical suggestions and tried to advise her on deciding for her future steps. Then I prayed over her and for her vision. I really pray that her vision--which speaks for the children with special needs (whom I believe are "the least of these" and are the ones Christ's heart breaks and yearns for)--will bear fruit. Christ calls us to love on the ignored and forgotten, and these are definitely children that need extra love. I encouraged her--and let her know that this was a really good cause, and definitely one that is in line with Christ's heart of compassion--I let her know that I would continue to support her and pray for her in her efforts and that I would continue to help her in laying out her long-term vision.
I'm inspired by her kind of love--love that loves the ones who are easily ignored and easily forgotten, love that loves the hard to love, love that loves enough to put self into action in the face of obstacles.
I love this. I love LOVE. I feel like when you love others--you fulfill what man was created to do. It's like the ultimate worship, the ultimate fulfillment. We were created with the aptitude and freedom to love and when we love the way God intended, we fulfill the intended plan and purpose of our lives. We are made to love God, to express love to God, to do things as an expression of love, in reaction to love--therefore loving others.
Today, is Thursday, and on Thursday I attend a Bible study called TAG (thursday adult group). After TAG, we dispersed on our separate ways, and I sought out a girl named Cookie. I find Cookie to be the type of person always thinking about things--cynically, inquisitively, tending to be on the less happy side of the optimism scale, but on the positive side this personality of hers causes her to challenge things and seek out change. She's recently been very concerned about her future and where she's headed, as she's not satisfied with her current place--and I don't blame her. Cookie hails from Nanjing with a major in Literature and now works as a teacher's assistant, which entails, making photo copies and running errands for her teacher. It's not something a young ambitious person would feel too settled in.
Anyhow...after the study I decided to catch up with her and check up on her vision for her future by taking the walk back to her dorm with her. She had been feeling overwhelmed and slightly discouraged, because she has this strong desire to start a special education program at the school, but she's finding yards and yards of obstacles staring her down. I listened to her as she told me some of the difficulties she'd been facing. I gave her some practical suggestions and tried to advise her on deciding for her future steps. Then I prayed over her and for her vision. I really pray that her vision--which speaks for the children with special needs (whom I believe are "the least of these" and are the ones Christ's heart breaks and yearns for)--will bear fruit. Christ calls us to love on the ignored and forgotten, and these are definitely children that need extra love. I encouraged her--and let her know that this was a really good cause, and definitely one that is in line with Christ's heart of compassion--I let her know that I would continue to support her and pray for her in her efforts and that I would continue to help her in laying out her long-term vision.
I'm inspired by her kind of love--love that loves the ones who are easily ignored and easily forgotten, love that loves the hard to love, love that loves enough to put self into action in the face of obstacles.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
thoughts.
I feel like blogging. (apart from my Love logging)
I'm not sure what I'm blogging about but I'm sure there's something swimming around in my brain worth picking. My mind's been quite full of polar emotional thoughts recently and sometimes I wonder if it's normal.
one item on my mind.
"I do what I don't want to do and don't do what I do want to do."
Those were the words of a wise man named Paul. GAHHH I feel ya! I really do! Paul, I totally understand! Anyways... I really appreciate that God left us the Bible. As strange as it may seem I find such comfort in Bible characters--in the humanity of these people who are meant to be examples for us to follow. These guys don't hide their flaws--nor do they hide the awesome ways God uses them inspite of their messed-up-ness. Awesome.
Anyways...the topic I five-minutes-ago-decided to focus on: doing and not wanting, wanting and not doing. The more I pause to think about what exactly I'm thinking about, the more I realize what my problem is. When I do what I don't want to do, it's because I'm not trusting in God's promises...that what He advises, promises, and commands are good things--not just groundless purposeless restraints hindering gratification/success/hunger. And when I don't do what I want to do-- again-- I don't trust God, and rather I trust in my fears.
So...trust, trust, trust.
Trust takes practice, right? A picture of a group of teenagers doing trust falls in the woods just popped in my mind just now. I suppose you might not trust someone right off at first...but the more you let go of your own insecurities and fears and simply trust, it becomes easier and easier until it's just a given--when a theory is proven true over and over again it becomes a law of nature--you become conditioned to trust in those laws. So that makes me question, what makes it so hard to trust in God? Is is that he hasn't proven himself over and over, or that I haven't even tried to close my eyes and fall backward yet? Likkke...even if I'm falling backwards, I'm bending my knees and putting my hands to support myself because I lack that all-out-full-fledged faith. Am I so afraid of putting the law to the test?
...
I'm not sure what I'm blogging about but I'm sure there's something swimming around in my brain worth picking. My mind's been quite full of polar emotional thoughts recently and sometimes I wonder if it's normal.
one item on my mind.
"I do what I don't want to do and don't do what I do want to do."
Those were the words of a wise man named Paul. GAHHH I feel ya! I really do! Paul, I totally understand! Anyways... I really appreciate that God left us the Bible. As strange as it may seem I find such comfort in Bible characters--in the humanity of these people who are meant to be examples for us to follow. These guys don't hide their flaws--nor do they hide the awesome ways God uses them inspite of their messed-up-ness. Awesome.
Anyways...the topic I five-minutes-ago-decided to focus on: doing and not wanting, wanting and not doing. The more I pause to think about what exactly I'm thinking about, the more I realize what my problem is. When I do what I don't want to do, it's because I'm not trusting in God's promises...that what He advises, promises, and commands are good things--not just groundless purposeless restraints hindering gratification/success/hunger. And when I don't do what I want to do-- again-- I don't trust God, and rather I trust in my fears.
So...trust, trust, trust.
Trust takes practice, right? A picture of a group of teenagers doing trust falls in the woods just popped in my mind just now. I suppose you might not trust someone right off at first...but the more you let go of your own insecurities and fears and simply trust, it becomes easier and easier until it's just a given--when a theory is proven true over and over again it becomes a law of nature--you become conditioned to trust in those laws. So that makes me question, what makes it so hard to trust in God? Is is that he hasn't proven himself over and over, or that I haven't even tried to close my eyes and fall backward yet? Likkke...even if I'm falling backwards, I'm bending my knees and putting my hands to support myself because I lack that all-out-full-fledged faith. Am I so afraid of putting the law to the test?
...
daySIX. encouragement
day 6. today was a simple act of love. i emailed a student who moved away to nyc. he had expressed his struggles and depression in an email update...and i let him know that i was praying for him as well as many others here. he is a lone christian in his family, having accepted christ only a year ago as a sophomore in high school--against the advice of his parents. i wish i was there to help him get plugged into a community of believers or be there to listen to his struggles, but since i'm on the other side of the globe i'm making an attempt to connect him with my siblings who live not too far away from him, so they might help him find a church nearby to get plugged into. i pray he will come to be a great testimony of god's love and power.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
day 5.
cinco. so last night i baked some strawberry banana cake with a hint of orange. and i brought it to work to show love to my coworkers. i hope that counts as love.
sometimes i wish my love was more radical...but i'm too chicken to be radical so i opt for the simple. i just hope that god sees my heart and what he sees within is pleasing in his eyes.
sometimes i wish my love was more radical...but i'm too chicken to be radical so i opt for the simple. i just hope that god sees my heart and what he sees within is pleasing in his eyes.
Monday, January 18, 2010
day 4.
day 4. at work i spent time talking to a coworker to see what her prayer needs were. she and her husband are in their later 30's and have been trying to get pregnant, but have been unable to. it's been a difficult process of seeing doctors and doing surgeries to remove cysts on the ovary. she'll be going to taiwan soon to try out invitro (sp?) so i'm praying for her health, smoothness, safety, and for god's will to be done. i asked her if their was anything else i could pray for her about and she said her relationship with her mother. so we prayed together in our office, and it was wonderful. she is such a blessing in my life. i feel doubly blessed as she asked me about my needs and prayed over me as well.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
day 2~ 3: unreciprocated love.
this whole challenge...has made me realize... i really lack courage.
i've never found myself so scared, and perhaps i've never put myself in this position where i've forced myself to go talk to people...especially here in a country where my language skills are not yet at a level of confidence. i fear being laughed at, or misunderstood, that because i look native but can't speak native people will look down on me.
yesterday which was my day 2, i found myself having a hard time of thinking what to do. i asked my friends if i could love on them...one just said..."spend time with me"...but i didn't even have time...i had to rush around all day. teaching guitar, studying, showing up at a party, and going to a chinese learning corner.
the only act of love i found myself able to do was making smoothees for the guests at the party i attended.
and if loving non-humans counted...i think i fell in love with my neighbors one month old puppy as it cuddled in my arms and fell asleep as i cuddled it in my lap.
day 3: after churching, eating, there was worship practice at my place...we were loud. and i know my neighbors really dislike it. i went down to show some love to my neighbor downstairs...with a bag of fruit in hand. i was scared out of my witts. i'm shy and scared of people, especially when i have to speak chinese to local older people who do not approach me first. i tried to talk to my neighbor...but she wouldn't open the door. she talked to me with the door closed. i told her in my broken chinese that i wanted to apologize for being loud...i was scared to mention that i brought her fruit as she said..they were resting and it was noisy. she told me not to apologize and to simply stop being noisy. i left...and left the bag of fruit outside the door with a note--not sure if she received it or not.
honestly....i thought that loving people would make me feel good...but it's been making me feel depressed...i suppose that's what one-way love feels...when it's unreciprocated.
well...i know i am blessed, and i praise god for my blessings. unreciprocated love often makes me want to cry...and then i'm reminded of christ--his unconditional love--his more often than not unreciprocated love. thank u god. thank u for love.
i pray for my neighbors.
i've never found myself so scared, and perhaps i've never put myself in this position where i've forced myself to go talk to people...especially here in a country where my language skills are not yet at a level of confidence. i fear being laughed at, or misunderstood, that because i look native but can't speak native people will look down on me.
yesterday which was my day 2, i found myself having a hard time of thinking what to do. i asked my friends if i could love on them...one just said..."spend time with me"...but i didn't even have time...i had to rush around all day. teaching guitar, studying, showing up at a party, and going to a chinese learning corner.
the only act of love i found myself able to do was making smoothees for the guests at the party i attended.
and if loving non-humans counted...i think i fell in love with my neighbors one month old puppy as it cuddled in my arms and fell asleep as i cuddled it in my lap.
day 3: after churching, eating, there was worship practice at my place...we were loud. and i know my neighbors really dislike it. i went down to show some love to my neighbor downstairs...with a bag of fruit in hand. i was scared out of my witts. i'm shy and scared of people, especially when i have to speak chinese to local older people who do not approach me first. i tried to talk to my neighbor...but she wouldn't open the door. she talked to me with the door closed. i told her in my broken chinese that i wanted to apologize for being loud...i was scared to mention that i brought her fruit as she said..they were resting and it was noisy. she told me not to apologize and to simply stop being noisy. i left...and left the bag of fruit outside the door with a note--not sure if she received it or not.
honestly....i thought that loving people would make me feel good...but it's been making me feel depressed...i suppose that's what one-way love feels...when it's unreciprocated.
well...i know i am blessed, and i praise god for my blessings. unreciprocated love often makes me want to cry...and then i'm reminded of christ--his unconditional love--his more often than not unreciprocated love. thank u god. thank u for love.
i pray for my neighbors.
Friday, January 15, 2010
day ONE.
for me, today is day one of the "365 days of love" challenge.
i wanted to bless a girl named jasline. today was her 14th birthday. jasline had been attending my youth group small group on and off for the last two years, as her mother was sort of against the idea of christianity. i had the opportunity to give her guitar lessons this summer and really bonded with her through music and praise. recently, i've begun playing music once a week at a cafe around the corner, and jasline is always there to come support me at my gig. i truly believe god has a deep hold of her, though she says she's not allowed to accept christ yet. tonight during small group i brought some cakes in celebration of her birthday, and handed her a piece of paper on which i had printed lyrics to a song i wrote for her.
i wanted to bless a girl named jasline. today was her 14th birthday. jasline had been attending my youth group small group on and off for the last two years, as her mother was sort of against the idea of christianity. i had the opportunity to give her guitar lessons this summer and really bonded with her through music and praise. recently, i've begun playing music once a week at a cafe around the corner, and jasline is always there to come support me at my gig. i truly believe god has a deep hold of her, though she says she's not allowed to accept christ yet. tonight during small group i brought some cakes in celebration of her birthday, and handed her a piece of paper on which i had printed lyrics to a song i wrote for her.
I'm not sure what day it was when I first met her smile, but it seems as if
it has been, been a while
She's the girl with the long black hair, sweeping down on the dark sweater she likes to wear
Dark eyes, dark glasses, on a pale skinned face
Energized, super-high on any random day
She likes to dance, she likes to sing
She likes to go crazy and do her own thing
I feel special as she screams out my name
She comes out every week just to here me sing
I wrote this song for her on a special day,
so she'd feel special in a different way
Just wanna let her know that, she was loved
Not just here but more so, from above
Just wanna let you know i pray for you
Hope you grow to be caring in all you do
Don't give up on the things you want to pursue
When you feel alone know God's there, for you
Thursday, January 14, 2010
new beginnings.
I'd like to believe that there are always chances at new beginnings.
On new year's day I wrote a letter to my friend whom I talked about in my previous entries. I wanted to bless her in the new year. I chose not to dwell on past events even though I had already journaled my hurt in those moments. I know hurtful events and emotions merely fog and cloud judgment and keep us from having a clear vision to our true callings. I got to talk to my friend and I felt at peace with where things were left at.
Leaving that relationship aside, there are still other issues I'm battling on my own. What are my gifts? What are my callings? Am I living a life of striving for exellence? Striving for integrity (blameless and without reproach)? Am I living a life of love (agape, unconditional love)? I've been struggling to balance my life--what things are important, and what desires are important to fulfill now, and what desires must I push aside and delay for the appropriate timing. I also sometimes struggle with trusting that God has his timing. Right now in this moment I have faith that he has a plan...but other times I start to doubt and I find myself making bad judgment calls in those moments--i compromise even my morals--and this is where i feel shame, that I've not pursued integrity--I chose the easy way--I am not without reproach. Then..I know God is forgiving. What an awesome God. I was reading Psalms...the words of a man who sinned over and over again--who was always begging God to rescue him from his enemies, and I sort of felt encouraged that a man so flawed could be so close to God's heart.
I'll admit openly, I've been looking for love in the wrong places, thinking that God is not enough. I seek attention from new friends, admiration for my talents or appearance, ...and in other ways...just longing for more....I need to trust that God is enough for me.
I'm praying for a new attitude for the new year...What is it that I am striving for?
Outside of work--the countless things I've been doing:
Mondays I have youth group planning, Tuesdays I play music at mamatown cafe, Wed I go to Oasis fellowship, Thurs I go to TAG fellowship, Fri I go to youth group and lead a small group, Sat I teach guitar and go to Chinese corner, Sunday I have youthgroup worship practice, and then everything repeats.
I've been reading jaeson ma's blog, which gets emailed to me everyday. In this new year he decided to start "365 days of love". Everyday he writes about his act of love for the day--little things like feeding someone hungry...giving bus money...giving time to talk...it seems really neat. maybe something not so difficult to take on. something that can be done within the normal daily routine. I really do hope that my life is not aimless and uncaring for those around me. I pray that I can live each day intentional, sharing God's love with the people around me--that my eyes will no longer be focused on myself.
So...tomorrow will be my day one.
On new year's day I wrote a letter to my friend whom I talked about in my previous entries. I wanted to bless her in the new year. I chose not to dwell on past events even though I had already journaled my hurt in those moments. I know hurtful events and emotions merely fog and cloud judgment and keep us from having a clear vision to our true callings. I got to talk to my friend and I felt at peace with where things were left at.
Leaving that relationship aside, there are still other issues I'm battling on my own. What are my gifts? What are my callings? Am I living a life of striving for exellence? Striving for integrity (blameless and without reproach)? Am I living a life of love (agape, unconditional love)? I've been struggling to balance my life--what things are important, and what desires are important to fulfill now, and what desires must I push aside and delay for the appropriate timing. I also sometimes struggle with trusting that God has his timing. Right now in this moment I have faith that he has a plan...but other times I start to doubt and I find myself making bad judgment calls in those moments--i compromise even my morals--and this is where i feel shame, that I've not pursued integrity--I chose the easy way--I am not without reproach. Then..I know God is forgiving. What an awesome God. I was reading Psalms...the words of a man who sinned over and over again--who was always begging God to rescue him from his enemies, and I sort of felt encouraged that a man so flawed could be so close to God's heart.
I'll admit openly, I've been looking for love in the wrong places, thinking that God is not enough. I seek attention from new friends, admiration for my talents or appearance, ...and in other ways...just longing for more....I need to trust that God is enough for me.
I'm praying for a new attitude for the new year...What is it that I am striving for?
Outside of work--the countless things I've been doing:
Mondays I have youth group planning, Tuesdays I play music at mamatown cafe, Wed I go to Oasis fellowship, Thurs I go to TAG fellowship, Fri I go to youth group and lead a small group, Sat I teach guitar and go to Chinese corner, Sunday I have youthgroup worship practice, and then everything repeats.
I've been reading jaeson ma's blog, which gets emailed to me everyday. In this new year he decided to start "365 days of love". Everyday he writes about his act of love for the day--little things like feeding someone hungry...giving bus money...giving time to talk...it seems really neat. maybe something not so difficult to take on. something that can be done within the normal daily routine. I really do hope that my life is not aimless and uncaring for those around me. I pray that I can live each day intentional, sharing God's love with the people around me--that my eyes will no longer be focused on myself.
So...tomorrow will be my day one.
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