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Go and sin no more..."hey did you see what she did?"

I watched the movie, "The stoning of Soraya M" this past week. It was very brutal, and I don't at all recommend for the faint. But that, and lots of personal circumstances, have had me thinking about the concept of "Go and Sin no more" I love the concept of forgiveness and of grace. I am grateful for it. Heaven's knows I'd have been lost a long time ago otherwise. I am a faller, definitely NOT a flyer. But then humans get involved, and shew it makes it so complicated and difficult. You sin, and most often it hurts, it affects, other people. You ask for forgiveness and receive God's forgiveness. They are still damaged. You move forward, trying to improve. They have to work out the situation on their own. On top of that you have the bystanders. They all have their opinions and most have forgotten how many times they have needed the same grace and forgiveness. "Well we just want you to be happy", "oh my do you know what such a

If you are Isaiah

If you are Isaiah... Your parents gave you a ridiculously long name having no idea you would have plenty personality to fill it If you are Isaiah... It is not a stick It is a piece to the latest wolf trap or ant home or plane If you are Isaiah... you keep the beat of whatever room you're in just like your Daddy If you are Isaiah... you bounce from one thing to another and drive your auntie's crazy and love every second of it. If you are Isaiah... your room is always clean your clothes are always folded and your shoes are always missing If you are Isaiah... You hug your mom fifty times a day and tell her she's beautiful and that you like her meatloaf when you know you're in trouble

If you are Abby

If you are Abby... you are passionate about everything from animals to people without to the earth and the God who made it all. If you are Abby... you are told fifty times a day how pretty you are but you never get it to you, everything in this "magical mystical world" is beautiful If you are Abby... you have your Daddy's music and your Momma's heart and lots of fun sharing insomnia with her. If you are Abby... you sing from morning until night, and even sometimes in your sleep and you choreograph your day, and everyone else's because you know, you know best ;0)

If you are Olivia

If you are Olivia... You are very very quiet sometimes so quiet we forget you are there but when you speak up you make your Mommy very proud. If you are Olivia... every animal is your friend You work hard to keep them safe, and drive your parents crazy doing so If you are Olivia... you have eyes as blue as the cloudless sky and hair that is always messy. You move slow, and run very fast. If you are Olivia... You are Mommy's cheerleader and wanna be enforcer and take people's breath away at how brave you are.

Be Still

So I have made some poor decisions. I have hurt people I care about badly. I got into a cycle of guilt and sabatage. If you read the "can't you see" blog, you know that two sundays at New Life church in Colorado Springs, I asked for, and recieved God's forgiveness. The burden of sin has truly been lifted. That is great, and wonderful, but it does not change my circumstance. It does not change or heal the wounds I have caused. That is the hard part. If you know me at all, you know I am a fixer. I am a people pleasing addict. I hate hate hate to see anyone hurting, which is further exacerbated by knowing it was me who caused the wounds. I have been spinning in circles, making things only worse. On my drive home from Colorado I heard sermon after sermon on Being Still and Knowing. I have ping ponged back and forth between "Ok God you can have it, please help me fix my mess, please heal the wounds I have caused" to panicked scrambling to try and fix things o

If you are Rachel

If you are Rachel You are stuck between girl and woman You prefer tshirts and shorts to dresses and makeup but only sometimes You are moody like your mama And musical like your dad You like watching scary movies with your mom and cooking just about anything You put on a show wherever you go You help your mom, and grandmother, and great grandmother and well, anyone else who needs helping You have a servants heart A musicians unrest and the ability to do more than you will ever dream....

Clipped Wings

You clipped her wings then tossed aside hating her because she couldnt fly You mocked her tries She fell face first "I told you so" is what she heard You will never fly She made you dirty You made her useless She broke your heart You stole her mind Only for a time For He is there, He made those wings Someday she'll fly Someday she'll be clean He doesnt care that She cant fly Her wings grow strong As He carries her along Far from way back then And when she's healed He'll raise her up And she will fly again