(and even though CC admits sometimes not totally liking the unchurchy parts of church, I loved the sermon today. My favorite quotes:
“If Satan was the more powerful then he would have been able to keep Jesus captive in that tomb”
“Live life abundantly”
Who could not love the best story ever?
myPrayer: Thank you, Lord. For bringing him in my life. He taught me things I needed to look into inside me. Please hold him through it. Defeat his enemies. While he crushes competition. Please hold me and help me build back up better, stronger, faster, fiercer. Forever CC
I once had a science teacher. Mr Prato. And every Friday instead of a lesson, he had Question Day. We could ask questions about any and everything.
One day he said to us that we should stop questioning why people were different from us and be more afraid that we were all so much the same.
It was 8th grade so I didn’t wrap my head around it…just like chem and
uselessphysics… but that’s not the point.
Anyway, CC was at AT&T yesterday waiting for svc. An elderly couple was being served and hubby had a disability (maybe stroke??) and was clearly struggling with acceptance of it…. The salesperson tried to help him get the words out. And he shouted something like ‘Let ME tell YOU what’s wrong’….He starts to fall…and his misses moves to lift him up. He shoves her away….. He still can’t get the words out, so she tries to help him and he said something so nasty to her. A weaker love might have left him in the store in his own misery. A regular love would have pointed out his weakness, put his walker on him and took over the conversation anyway. For his own good. Or complained.
She looked so hurt, but stepped back and patiently let him finish…. In that second I knew exactly how she felt inside. She probably goes through that all day everyday and still loves him to the ends of the earth. And if you have someone, something like that, what on earth does it matter what gender is involved?
We should support equality all day, everyday. I don’t understand all parts of it, but its not my business to. I hide pieces of me out of shyness, personality, and whatever else. But I never had to hide part of me out of fear for safety, or life or death factor (emotions notwithstanding)
CC is teamLove. I want to want to clobber future Papa Crab in the head but not even think of wanting to go anywhere. Who is anyone to deny someone else the same?
Dedicated to bw, rm, dh, bb, ar, cy, ms, jj, mp and bobbito.
“Shadows fallin baby..we stand alone….Out on the street, anybody you meet, got a heartache of their own…It oughtta be illegal”
~Guilty, Streisand & Bee Gees
Click here to listen. It’s black on the inside.
My parents use to play this when we were little kids. I couldn’t know what it meant but I would belt it out in my living room concerts (my Dad would sub for Barry’s part, hilarious).
But now that I do, this stays fire. Because really, until this popped up the other day I didn’t know how to put this to words.
Because yea, make it a crime to be left out in the cold. Or pretend to care when they don’t. It’s bullshit really. Makes me feel like this, when I really wanna feel like this , but its all good. I’ll just work with this, cuz at least I know I care. I was devotion.