After posting yesterday, I realized I'd forgotten something important. (Thanks Jason.)
If you're doing something around people that have a problem with it, or around somebody who could be swayed negatively by your actions... Don't do it. Don't wanna bring your brother down. It is all part of 'loving your neighbour' to not do something around him that he finds offensive.
All the best,
Timbo
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Monday, August 04, 2008
Love God, Love Your Neighbour
To be a Christian, there are so many requirements it seems. They come from other people. Not from God. I mean, we're told what music to listen to, what words to use, what movies to watch, what to write, to read... And if we stray from that, it's almost as if we get excommunicated. I mean, my God doesn't give me a list of what to do and what not to do. All He says is 'love the Lord your God' and 'love your neighbour as yourself'. Everything else will follow from those two.
There is a lot of stuff out there that would be harmful to some people. Maybe they aren't mature enough yet to be truly discerning. Or maybe they struggle with a particular area. (I.E., if you're struggling with interest in the occult and in witchcraft, reading fantasy books (and some horror) might make you yearn for that stuff... That's harmful. )
And those are all viable reasons to avoid certain kinds of things. But what about those of us who can cope? Is it anyone's place to decide what we can and cannot do? Well yes it is. It's God's place. And He has told us what to do. He's told us to love Him, and to love each other. But He's also told us that Jesus is the one to judge who is going to heaven or not. So to assume that somebody isn't a real Christian because they listen to Metallica is not only a logical fallacy, but also a blasphemy. Jesus is the judge. It's a blasphemy to assume you can do that too.
I think that as Christians we need to learn to be less afraid. We will avoid so much that is good because we are scared we might somehow get a little tainted.
Love God.
Love your neighbour.
And everything else will fall into place.
There is a lot of stuff out there that would be harmful to some people. Maybe they aren't mature enough yet to be truly discerning. Or maybe they struggle with a particular area. (I.E., if you're struggling with interest in the occult and in witchcraft, reading fantasy books (and some horror) might make you yearn for that stuff... That's harmful. )
And those are all viable reasons to avoid certain kinds of things. But what about those of us who can cope? Is it anyone's place to decide what we can and cannot do? Well yes it is. It's God's place. And He has told us what to do. He's told us to love Him, and to love each other. But He's also told us that Jesus is the one to judge who is going to heaven or not. So to assume that somebody isn't a real Christian because they listen to Metallica is not only a logical fallacy, but also a blasphemy. Jesus is the judge. It's a blasphemy to assume you can do that too.
I think that as Christians we need to learn to be less afraid. We will avoid so much that is good because we are scared we might somehow get a little tainted.
Love God.
Love your neighbour.
And everything else will fall into place.
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Butterflies
In a way I never thought possible
You make my head swim and my heart ache
In a way I never thought possible
You make my soul sing and my world spin
When I couldn't have imagined it
You make my heart laugh at everything
When I never thought I'd win
When you tell me you love me
I lose count of the butterflies inside
When you tell me you love me
I can't form the right words to say that I love you back
I want to hold you in my arms forever
Whatever it takes to make you happy
I want to keep you in my life until it's over
Whatever I can to protect you
When you tell me you love me
I lose count of the butterflies inside
When you tell me you love me
I can't form the right words to say that I love you back
I want to say 'I love you' until I can't talk anymore
I want my arms around you until I can hold you no more
I want to look after you until I'm not living anymore
I want you to know that I am here for you, until I can be no more
When you tell me you love me
I lose count of the butterflies inside
When you tell me you love me
I can't form the right words to say that I love you back
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