Remember...

My friend sent me this, and I thought it was cute...a good reminder

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Heavenly Father, Help us remember that the jerk who cut us off in
traffic last night is a single mother who worked nine hours that day and
is rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework, do the laundry and
spend a few precious moments with her children.

Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man
who can't make change correctly is a worried 19-year-old college
student, balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of
not getting his student loans for next semester.

Remind us, Lord, that the scary looking bum, begging for money in the
same spot every day is a slave to
addictions that we can only imagine in our worst nightmares.

Help us to remember that the old couple walking annoyingly slow through
the store aisles and blocking our shopping progress are savoring this
moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week,
this will be the last year that they go shopping together.

Heavenly Father, remind us each day that, of all the gifts you give us,
the greatest gift is love. It is not enough to share that love with
those we hold dear. Open our hearts not to just those who are close to
us, but to all humanity. Let us be slow to judge and quick to forgive,
show patience, empathy and love. --Matthew 5:44

"But I tell you to love your enemies and pray for anyone who mistreats you."

But if we are the Body...

As some of you can see, I get most of my inspiration for blogging from songs. As I was driving back to Gville this morning, this song came on... I think it sums up a lot right now...

It's crowded in worship today 
As she slips in 
Trying to fade into the faces 
The girls' teasing laughter is carrying farther than they know 
Farther than they know 

But if we are the Body 
Why aren't His arms reaching 
Why aren't His hands healing 
Why aren't His words teaching 
And if we are the Body 
Why aren't His feet going 
Why is His love not showing them there is a way? 
There is a way 

A traveler is far away from home 
He sheds his coat 
And quietly sinks into the back row 
The weight of their judgmental glances tells him that his chances 
Are better out on the road

Jesus paid much too high a price 
For us to pick and choose who should come 
And we are the Body of Christ 

Christians are supposed to be welcoming and inviting, not to make people feel like they don't exist anymore. We are supposed to love EVERYONE. People need to let go of whatever grudges they have and start acting like Christ Followers. Accept people. Embrace people. Love people.