Soap for Jesus

I want adventure in the great wide somewhere! I want it more than I can tell. And for once, it must be grand To have someone understand; I want so much more than they've got planned... (BEAUTY AND THE BEAST) ROSE: But what do I do every day, Mum? What do I do? Get up, catch the bus, go to work, come back home, eat chips and go to bed. Is that it? MICKEY: It's what the rest of us do. ROSE: But I can't! MICKEY: Why, cause you're better than us? ROSE: No, I didn't mean that! It was...it was a better life. An' I don't mean all the travelling an' seeing aliens and spaceships and things. That don't matter. The Doctor showed me a better way of livin' your life. (TO MICKEY:) You know, he showed you too. That you don't just give up. You don't just let things happen. You make a stand, you say no. You have the guts to do what's right when everyone else just runs away and I can't... *RUNS OUT* (DOCTOR WHO; Series 1, Episode...

It doesn't matter in the end. Whether friendship or love is reciprocated. Both are based on God's love to man - a model of it. We are to love unconditionally. It took a lot for me to let go. Still does. I'm still letting go. Constantly. And fighting it. But walking away from the bus, I couldn't help but smile. I've wondered so often about my friend (the only one I really have in this area in Britain) as our relationship has really gone up and down. From stuff he says sometimes, I wonder if he even counts me as a friend at all. In the end, it doesn't matter. It's hard when we extend our friendship, or give our love, and don't have it returned. Indeed, most times the reaction is to hurt, retreat and close down on the pain until it's faded or gone. The world teaches that if you get hurt repeatedly, in the end, love and friendship dies. So it does. Unless you're loving with Christ's love. When He fills you with His love to love out, when ...

I'm reclining here (yes, I use that when I don't want to admit I'm lolling back on my bed typing and thinking :P) listening to a song I hate. Yep...a pop song. The one I hate most (that I recognise) is "Moves Like Jagger" - and that's because it stays in my head for DAYS or WEEKS. I thought Bruno Mars was a pretty cool guy when he first came out with an ace song like "Just the Way You Are". Some of the lyrics were on the line, but the principle behind it recognised a basic insecurity/problem with girls and tried in its way to deal with it. Since then, I've heard two more of his songs, "Lazy Song" and "Marry You". I hate both. I'm not going to bother dissing Lazy Song. It's disgusting, and that's all I have to say. But Marry You is, all the way through, a rip-off of everything I believe. It treats marriage as a light-hearted, flippant decision. Which it isn't. Next to the choice of accepting Chri...

It's beautiful. The cross. It's symbolic. It's pain and it's agony and it's separation from God and reunion with God. It's suffering and dying and it's healing and life. Pain comes to all of us. Sometimes in the worst ways. Like when God asks us to sacrifice the nearest and dearest thing or person we love. "God, I surrendered!" "Then let go." "But You might not bring them back!" "I know. Trust Me." Tears. Pain. Agony. Surrender. Peace. Beauty. Beautiful tears and joyful sobbing in the torment. Because He is God and He is the master of the paradox and He can make it so. I looked up at my colleague Charlotte. Both of us had delayed lunch breaks, due to the length of the survey we were on, before lunch was called. We were talking about my trip to the USA, and then ended up on our differing beliefs. Oh! It started with my ink writing on my arm and wrist: "Espérance - Hope", "Love end...