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First Impressions

are rarely the whole picture. Forgive me if I don’t really like Simon – it’s hard to like a guy who makes a living humiliating and demeaning his fellow man, or woman – but I do admire the fact that he’s got the guts to admit when he’s formed a wrong first impression. I’ll give him that. It’s so easy to do, though. How many times do I find myself judging what I think I see when, in truth, I don’t have a clue?
What am I doing with my gift? I’m not sure. But I’ve decided not to allow my past to define me. It can, you know, if you let it. I’m sure you’ve attended more than one pity party in your time. When you’re depressed, you won’t recognize His voice. How well I know this. And I struggle so in His loving hand. I couldn’t do anything to be accepted the first time – what makes me think I can do anything in my own strength now?
Jehovah Jirah met the Israelites where they were, and met their need without being asked… will He not also meet mine? I’m apt to forget the lesson, tho. What lesson? The bread lesson. Break the bread, then go feed others. Don’t worry about it. He’s got plenty! Some days, I just don’t want to share. Or encourage the discouraged.
At a fire Peter denied Jesus, yet at another fire he was re-ignited. Recommissioned. Reinstated. Restored. The man now restored preaches in Acts 2 and the destiny of a whole bunch of people is eternally changed. Let the inventory of your mind go – it’s passed. The devil is cruel. You can still go forward. “This ole’ boy died a long time ago!” There is therefore NOW no condemnation, Romans 8. 1 says, and it’s been a lifeline for me for many years. I’m dead; the life that I now live I live by faith in the Son of God. You have no idea of the people you are going to affect because of your freedom… wow! Let’s start a wildfire and let’s start it together. Accepting those around us in love. Are ya up for it?

Kari, the non-judgmental big-picture living love gal
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All Things Wild and Wonderful

There’s a hymn they sung in my elementary school with the line, “All things wild and wonderful, the Lord God made them all.”  It stuck with me over the years, and though I didn’t realize it at the time, this would include anyone born on this earth but especially any child of the living God. (I firmly believe we’re all His children, but only some of us know and accept it.)

The more I find out about the body, the more amazed I become. The body can withstand almost anything thrown at it. It takes all the abuse we give it, and all it asks is 8 hours rest a night. Some people don’t even give it that. I had a feisty moment recently, when the local radio station asked listeners to tell them what they had for breakfast. It was pitiful what people expect their temple to function well on. Pretty much pop-tarts and coffee seems to be the general concensus. I admit, I lost it – I just had to call the station, and tell them they should be ashamed. Years ago I read that the average man takes better care of his car than his body; I didn’t really believe it till that day. If your body is truly the temple of God, why do so many trash theirs? A college peer of mine made me laugh when she said my recent post was fascinating, where I pointed out that one reason we’re living longer is because a few of us are finally getting the message, McFly, and paying a lot more attention to what we eat and how we move. When I heard Doctor Don Colbert say that a stagnant pool breeds disease I had a total “renewing of the mind” moment and I’ve not turned back. It’s so true. Almost any disease known to man can be cured by two basic things; diet, and exercise. I’ve got the research to prove it.
That being said, I’m not opposed to you doing neither. If you want to see Jesus before me you go right ahead wid yaw bad self! It’s just that I have a whole lot more I want to do with the precious days Papa’s given me on this earth.
In closing, I just had to share this. I guarantee it’s worth the one minute and sixteen seconds of your life it’ll take to watch. omg dude, I’m glad I’m not the cameraman… I think I’d be covered in spit… but it’s fascinating what people pour their short lives into. You ain’t seen nothin’ like this! I promise! And probably never will again.

http://hypervocal.com/vids/2012/beatboxing-fur-elise-flute/#

Kari, the far-from-stagnant-pool
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